11-21-2017, 11:32 AM
Warmth flooded his veins. Jay couldn't stand still any longer. Jared urged caution, but he wielded the power like a weapon. It set his own veins aflame. The tunnel ahead wasn't so dark anymore. Soren's orbs remained, but they glowed like suns to his eyes.
This was the power, he realized. It held, this time. Without realizing it, he holstered the handgun. It was a sweet victory, and he grit his teeth and dug a little deeper. The pain of it flared his skin hot, but he smiled through the agony.
Elation mixed with ache, power with exposure. He took off at a run. He didn't need Soren's orbs to see anymore. Pulled forward, the smell of burnt hair faded and darkness closed in, but not to complete oblivion.
"Natalie!"
he yelled ahead of him. It was probably a stupid thing to do. Anything in front of them were aware they were coming, but if gunfire and flashes of light didn't give away their presence, his voice wasn't going to do it either.
As he ran, Jared's power faded as the distance grew between them. But someone ahead of them replaced it. He forced himself to dig deeper himself. His skin stretched like under the pain of a bad sunburn. Yet he forced more. Just another inch.
A pillar of shadow waited ahead. A figure. A person. He readied the same wave to spin into its heart as he had that rat, but when he realized the figure was small, holding its own arms, his heart stopped and the weave failed.
He slid to her side, disbelief splitting his face. "It's me. It's me."
He told her in case the darkness blinded her. Even with power coursing his senses he could barely make out her face.
He laughed, despite the weirdness of the situation, and wrapped her in a hug. "Jared's here too. And some guy named Jordan or something like that."
In fact, they'd probably be running up any moment now.
He wished he knew how to spin those orbs of light for himself. "So where's the guy I'm going to go kill next?"
He said it with the breath of a joke, but he wasn't kidding.
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((ooc: Jay is holding the OP, but as soon as he gets confronted by someone, he'll drop it. He's not that good. But he did slightly increase his strength in this post. He also ran off at full speed from Jared and Soren, so depending on how fast they follow, they'll catch up either before or after Alistair arrives. Unless something intercepts them.))
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Edited by Jay Carpenter, Nov 21 2017, 11:45 AM.
This was the power, he realized. It held, this time. Without realizing it, he holstered the handgun. It was a sweet victory, and he grit his teeth and dug a little deeper. The pain of it flared his skin hot, but he smiled through the agony.
Elation mixed with ache, power with exposure. He took off at a run. He didn't need Soren's orbs to see anymore. Pulled forward, the smell of burnt hair faded and darkness closed in, but not to complete oblivion.
"Natalie!"
he yelled ahead of him. It was probably a stupid thing to do. Anything in front of them were aware they were coming, but if gunfire and flashes of light didn't give away their presence, his voice wasn't going to do it either.
As he ran, Jared's power faded as the distance grew between them. But someone ahead of them replaced it. He forced himself to dig deeper himself. His skin stretched like under the pain of a bad sunburn. Yet he forced more. Just another inch.
A pillar of shadow waited ahead. A figure. A person. He readied the same wave to spin into its heart as he had that rat, but when he realized the figure was small, holding its own arms, his heart stopped and the weave failed.
He slid to her side, disbelief splitting his face. "It's me. It's me."
He told her in case the darkness blinded her. Even with power coursing his senses he could barely make out her face.
He laughed, despite the weirdness of the situation, and wrapped her in a hug. "Jared's here too. And some guy named Jordan or something like that."
In fact, they'd probably be running up any moment now.
He wished he knew how to spin those orbs of light for himself. "So where's the guy I'm going to go kill next?"
He said it with the breath of a joke, but he wasn't kidding.
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((ooc: Jay is holding the OP, but as soon as he gets confronted by someone, he'll drop it. He's not that good. But he did slightly increase his strength in this post. He also ran off at full speed from Jared and Soren, so depending on how fast they follow, they'll catch up either before or after Alistair arrives. Unless something intercepts them.))
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Edited by Jay Carpenter, Nov 21 2017, 11:45 AM.
Only darkness shows you the light.