The Supernaturals (Accepting)

[HutchtheHeinous]

Ruty smirked, knowing that there was almost nothing she could do. "You don't know that. I mean, I highly doubt I will, but, there's a chance." He giggled, letting her slip a few inches before catching her again.

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Alaska winced as she slipped through Ruty's grasp slightly. "You would never kill me." She repeated firmly. Even if doubt started creeping into her head, she didn't show it. The blood was rushing to her head, but she worked to ignore it. "And I have a knife that I could use." She brought up and made a quick kicking movement to try and free herself from his grasp. Her plan for if she did end up kicking herself free was to aim for grabbing the ledge; if she missed, a part of her knew that she would tumble to her death.

[HutchtheHeinous]

Ruty's eyes widened as the wind was nocked out of him, allowing Alaska to fully slip out of his arms, but before anything could happen, he grabbed her ankle with both hands.

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Alaska gasped as the hands that held her disappeared. In a flash, she was free falling, plummeting towards the earth. To her fortune, not long after she began falling, she was jerked to a halt. Ruty grabbed her ankle. "I told you that you wouldn't drop me." She said, only this time her words were breathier. She had come so close to missing the ledge she had planned to grab. For a moment, she thought she was going to die. Yet somehow, it was still less frightening than her vision earlier of being buried alive. The vision had strengthened her, made her mentally stronger; but one girl could only take so much in a day. She was doing well at holding it together, but she needed sleep. "You won't." It was almost like a mantra - she kept repeating it so much.

[HutchtheHeinous]

Ruty was breathing heavier than usual as he pulled her back up. He teleported back to the ground but missed his footing and landed on his back. Groaning, he wrapped his arms around his stomach, "I-I don't know what you did, but it hurts like hell..." He wheezed between breaths.

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Alaska landed in a heap on the ground as Ruty teleported them do the ground. She sprawled out on the ground, grateful for being back on the ground and not in a million pieces. "What I did? I kicked you." She said, wrapping her mind around the fact that she was safe on the ground. A bruise and small gash [it split the skin] swelled on her cheekbone where Ruty had punched her previously, but it was still the least of her concerns. She pulled herself up to a sitting position and propped herself up on her elbows. "You deserved it." She coughed.

[HutchtheHeinous]

Ruty curled up into a ball and put his head to the ground, "I deserved a kick, not whatever this is..." He said, groaning.

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Alaska huffed. "All I did was kick you. I'm not sure what else is wrong." She said, assuming the pain was not as bad as it actually was. She didn't really know what to do to help, and she didn't bother asking. She figured if he knew what to do, he would tell her. This left her not knowing how to comfort him. Her elbow cracked and adjusted her position slightly. Her icy blue eyes shifted over to where the demon was curled. "That bad?" She wasn't sure whether to take pride in the idea she could kick that hard or be somewhat concerned.

[HutchtheHeinous]

Ruty squeezed his eyes shut, "yes it's that bad!" He growled, "I-I think you broke one of my ribs, I dunno how, it wasnt even that hard of a kick!? Must have been the anglr, AGH." He screeched as bolts of pain ran through him.

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Alaska plastered a smug look on her face. "You punched me in the face, kicked me in the back, and then dangled me over a ledge - and almost dropped me." She rationalized kicking him. "You're a demon, don't you heal fast anyways?" She asked, crawling a little bit closer to him. She wasn't sure what to do with a broken rib. They never really taught her those kinds of things growing up; she was raised to be a killer, not a healer. She had the average, basic knowledge on the topic. If it was an arm, a sling or cast would be needed, but a rib? She had not idea.