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[Shiko Hayashi]

Itzal ignored her with a passive indifference, a snarl lifting his lip in a dreadful growl that vibrated through his bones. His eyes widened though and a cough racked his body. He clapped his hand to his mouth, feeling the spray of blood speckle the underside of his hand. He nodded to Andrea, for that was surely her name, as he headed towards the others. He could not be around her. He could not be around them. He must not speak. He must not show pain or emotion. He must become indifferent to the world.

As he grew closer to them, within visible distance, he felt himself retreating further and further into himself. He could heal the wounded, but he would have to fight his demon to do so. And being around other demons didn't help all that much. He felt his mask of pain vanish behind a face of indifference. He straightened his back and he let his blood soaked hand drop to the ground, revealing the blood streaming from the corners of his mouth. His eyes went blank, impassive.

As if he cared for nothing in the world. Not even himself.

[Frozen.Solid]

Andrea took a quick leap back. "Oh dear, I forgot, I'm so sorry!" she said, startled, for she forgot that Iztal couldn't be around demons because it made him cough up blood. "Right," she thought to herself, "That's why I'd never go up to him and talk to him... Poor Iztal... wait, he's a hybrid, I can't feel pity for him!" she thought, remembering she was supposed to hate humans. She did, for the most part... but they were so alike that sometimes Andrea would forget that they weren't demons. She shook her head to clear her thoughts that she couldn't speak, and rushed back to the group in a quick, but graceful manner.

Kendra lifted herself out of consciousnesses and tried to stand up. She got some more energy back now and leaned against the wall for support. "I-I'm okay now," she said, grimacing at the pain in her arm. The bullet was still lodged in there, and tears formed at the corners of her eyes. "Let's move," she told the others in a hopefully strong voice.

[Shiko Hayashi]

(( I hope you don't mind if Itzal heals Kendra. If you do, I'll change my post. ))

Itzal watched as Kendra struggled to her feet, the smell of the iron bullet burning his nose. He lurched towards her and, placing his blood stained hand on her wounded shoulder. "You'll only hold us back. Don't be stupid." He growled. His teeth were filed points and he glared at her wit gold eyes. His demon half was getting the better of him.
"Eht tellub devom drawkcab otni ym dnah."
He whispered, his voice slightly smooth and having an unnatural beauty to it. A dangerous beauty.

Slowly, the bullet worked it's way towards his hand. He felt his lip twitch, threatening a smile. He knew it hurt. He wanted it to hurt. He bit his lip and growled.
"Retsaf!"
He snapped, his voice going back to normal for a moment. The bullet moved quicker, shooting from her hand into his hand. He pullet away and placed his other hand on her arm, pressing tight. "This will hurt, but suck it up. I need to stop the bleeding too." Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and concentrated. This time, he would heal the wound. Not manipulate with words. Slowly, he drew the hidden reserves within his body, concentrating on the wound. He could feel the frayed edges of the hole in her arm, and he felt a warmth tingle through his arm and into hers. As his power left him, slowly knitting her arm together, he felt cold. It was if the warmth had been stolen from him. He stepped back, studying with his gold eyes his handiwork. The wound was no longer bleeding, but it was healing slowly. "It should be completely scabbed over in several hours." He said quietly.
He turned away from her and stepped back, sitting on a broken piece of building and looking up at the other demons and Powerholders through steepled hands. His eyes were their normal colors again.

[shiki,]

arche dawdled her way over to Giovanni. "I volunteer," she blankly told him, lapsing back into her true personality, impassive. She glanced over at Nicole, suddenly remembering how the girl had previously asked her what her power was. Arche didn't bother to answer, Nicole probably knew by now after that battle with the spies.
As Arche waited for Giovanni, her bored gaze wandered until it rested on Itzal. Usually she would have to tilt her head up to do this; he was quite a bit taller than her. But now he was sitting on a broken piece of building, watching everyone through his hands. She watched him back.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Itzal noticed Arche watching him, equally impassive. He raised an eyebrow, a rather odd action for him. it made his blank, indifferent eyes appear bored and incredulous at the same time. A rather difficult feat that he appeared to pull off with ease. "What?" He said, his voice bored and uninterested.

He wiped at the blood on his mouth, smearing it. His throat felt better and his chest didn't hurt anymore. He wouldn't put it past his demon half though to attack again. With so many demons nearby, he was almost sure the demon half of him would want to be momentarily. He felt his heart harden slightly. Maybe he should let it out for a little bit. Keeping it in control was a pain, and occasional it didn't hurt to let it roam free for a little bit.

[Frozen.Solid]

When the bullet shot out of Kendra's arm, she muttered to Iztal, "I'm not that weak." She could handle the pain, but people were another matter. She felt his hand grow steadily colder as he healed the would. "Thanks," she said, barley above a whisper. She didn't like saying it, but hey, who knew how far good manners could take you? She sat back down again, trying to draw energy from the air back into herself. Didn't work often, but it was worth a try, right? Too bad her power wasn't nature-oriented.

[Break.]

Rozzlyn watched as Kendra was healed. She then turned her head towards the street, the sirens were getting awfully close. There was no time to heal Rozzlyn, they needed to go right now. She would have to suck up the pain, she could deal with it for now. "Come on, we need to leave. We don't need anybody seeing us." She said, her eyes scanning over everybody. She didn't know where to go, but she prayed somebody else did. Rozzlyn hoped it was close, many people were exhausted from using their powers, and she was one of them.

[flare ♥]

{ Sorry I haven't gone on in a bit, can I have a recap? }

[Break.]

{Kendra's gotten healed, and police are really close now. Not too much has happened, everybody's just about to take off. And here's my last post towards Charon.}

Rozzlyn nodded to Kendra, her way of saying 'you're welcome.' She then turned her head towards Charon as he casually walked over to the injured group of distracters. A pang of anger fumed and boiled inside of her, he acted like nothing had just happened, nor had she seen him contribute during the fight. She narrowed her piercing blue eyes at him as she watched him lean against the wall. "Well you would know. You were just watching from the damn sidelines as others fought and got injured. Risking their lives. What, are you afraid to get blood stains a your shirt? Or are you just not man enough to actually take the pain?" Rozzlyn snapped at him after he made his comment about how quick the fight was. She jerked her head towards the street a few moments after Charon had warned that the police were coming, her hearing not as good as his. She struggled up to her feet, purely exhausted. The water flowing onto her burnt shoulder coming from her hands was reduced down to a mere drip by now. She needed to rest, and soon. Rozzlyn tore off the lower part of her shirt before tying it around the lower part of her ribs, attempting to slow the bleeding from the knife wound. She winced as she tied the knot tight, but it would be better that way. She would be able to walk without clutching her side, and it would allow less room for the blood to seep through. ''So where are we going?" Rozzlyn asked with a harsh tone edging her voice, ignoring Exodus's question of whose injuries were the most severe.

[shiki,]

arche blinked."…Nothing."
Oh, how interesting. He could make his face look bored and not bored at the same time. Her long lashed eyes, which were studying Itzal's own eyes, then dropped to his mouth. She saw blood, that was soon wiped away by his hand. Arche briefly wondered why the heck he would have blood on his mouth (lol, vampire?) but didn't dwell on the question very long. Her head was beginning to nod; Arche was a very nice sleeper. She could fall asleep basically anywhere. Before, when she lived with her parents, they had suspected Arche was slightly narcoleptic, but only very slightly.

{ fail post -3- }