The Testing ☢ The Pain ☣ The Revolt /v.2 -accepting

[Ayato ototochan]

Peter
"I'm glad you won't die but...your probably going to start feeling what Max did when trying to survive his powers...you probably won't feel the full extent but...just know that you might have saved Max from a premature death" he murmured glancing at the unconcious boy.

[fiver]

Eric smiled a bit and looked to max. "I'd die for him any day. I'd save him from death too. " He groaned at the wave of pain that passed through his body and put a hand to his hand. "I just wanna take a nap...." sighs and closes eyes.

[Ayato ototochan]

Peter
He smiled "I know you woul..." He said softly and sighed "you can do that..." He said softly

[j. bourne]

darryl joseph korban

| position vice president | tags eleven | feeling lost | location government building | crush eleven | ooc i'm back now ♥ |
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Darryl's ghostly blue eyes dialated slightly when he opened his eyes, causing him to be momentarily blinded by the bright lights. His cold, pale hand was grasping something warm...strong. As his vision cleared slightly, he saw Eleven far off; holding his hand. Sounds echoed through his ears, coming to him slower than they should have. The albino gave the hand a slight squeeze, closing his eyes in pain. His back, arms, and legs felt like like they had been set a flame, but that was nothing compard to the pain in his abdomen. Darryl felt like he'd been cut open; which is exactaly what had happened. He couldn't tell if he was on his back or stomach; going up or down; backward or forward. His world was spinning away from reach and he was spinning away from reality. It was a wonder he wasn't dead yet. He blinked his eyes again, but he wasn't even sure they were open. Darryl parted his pale lips, but not a sound came out...not that he heard.

[fiver]

Eric blew out a sigh and rubbed his temple. "He looking better?" He asked, cause if max needed a little less then he'd accommodate to make sure he was better. The power max dealt with made him almost sick to his stomach, he felt it, an it hurt. But not near as much as he knew max was going through every day. It was a miracle that the kid lasted twelve years.

Eleven kept his eyes closed as he felt vaguely ever needle or stitch they made on him, but not any pain. Even the blood that was surely darti out of his open wound wasn't there. He felt nothing from the side he was shot or the chest. But he kept his hand firmly clasped around Darryl's hand. Every so often he'd open them to glance at the albino but he showed no signs of being awake. Then the squeeze of his hand made him look over once more and he expression lit up that he was at least functional. But seeing him in such pain made Eleven wish that he could ease the pain."I'm sorry Darryl," He said in a raspy tone. But he tightened his hold on Darryls hand. Readverting his gaze to his doctor he shooed them off and away from him. Eleven sat up slowly, the numb feeling was uncomfortable but he managed to stand. He kept his hand around His but looked to Bella. "I can take care of him." She nodded and backed up with the other doctors. Eleven focused his grey gaze to the albino in front of him. "How much pain are you in?" he asked gently.

[Ayato ototochan]

Peter
He sighed "the kids fine...I think he is almost fully asleep instead of unconcious..." He said softly and sighed glancing at Eric "how are you?" He asked

[j. bourne]

darryl joseph korban

| position vice president | tags eleven | feeling lost | location government building | crush eleven | ooc i'm back now ♥ |
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Eleven's words echoed off Darryl's brain, causing him to close his eyes in pain. He squeezed the hand again when he spoke, showing he didn't have to be sorry. The doctors scurring around made Darryl's head spin uncontrollably; making him sea sick. He almost wanted to vomit thats how bad the spinning was, but he couldn't. Watching Eleven's lips moe but hearing no sound made the albino panic, for fear he was going deaf. He stared into Eleven's grey eyes with horror and squeezed his hand tighter. Echoing late through his head, he flinched as the words hit him. Again, Darryl's pale lips tried to form words, but they succeeded this time; "Eleven; it hurts... I give it a 10,000... It hurts..." Of course, it sounded more like a childish moan, but he didn't hear it. A black shadow crossed over his vision; a doctor walking away from them. Darryl gave Eleven's hand another light squeeze, closing his eyes in pain. Why wasn't he dead yet? How was he still alive?

[fiver]

Eric shrugged. "I'm managing..." Runs hands through hair.

Eleven frowned and gently swabbed at his wounds, using the lightest of touches. "I'll fix the pain." Looks at the doctors. "I need two pills from the nine case, order number five. " He ordered. what he was asking for was a pill that would temporarily paralize Darryl so he'd feel no pain or any discomfort, it worked just like a numbing shot except to a different existent. "What's your favorite color dar?" He asked trying to get his attention off the task at hand.

[Ayato ototochan]

Peter
He sighed "you sure? You don't look to good..." He said softly and picked up Max and gently placed him in Erics arms

[fiver]

"I'm...Sure..." Eric opened his arms as Peter sets Max in my arms. He holds him close and smiles as he looks over at him. "He looks peaceful now...." Smiles some.