[ Aymeric called out. Too far, too far, the knowledge was in their eyes, felt and shared between them, a truth as cold and solid as iron. For a moment, the Bond felt... not new, but old, impossibly old and familiar, anchored in that moment of crystal-clear distress, the ache and exertion of their bodies, pushed suddenly to all limits.
For the dizzying span of a moment, Cain wasn't sure which man he was. Which home he'd been from. Whether he was running toward danger, or away. Had he been the one to breathe in the ozone scent of rifle-fire, after practice? The one who had felt the edges of the magic of dragon's breath? All that was certain that he needed the other, that each half needed the whole to survive.
Fingers of flame licked up the blood they'd smeared on the blade, and then curled in harmless tongues around Aymeric. The shadow of the firebird was dark as a thunderhead over him now, and he pulled the other man to him while its long tailfeathers fanned, and the first of its claws shattered like dropped glass aggainst the shimmering barrier which protected them.
There was only a split second, where they all shared the same space. The heat of the bird's mantle of flames covered them with a roar, and the shining red feathers of its breast swooped over their heads. There was not even a moment to shout 'NOW!' to Aymeric.
Only, just barely, to think it. And trust in his arm, and skid and slide around his body, suddenly occupying a space it had not only a moment before. ]
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For the dizzying span of a moment, Cain wasn't sure which man he was. Which home he'd been from. Whether he was running toward danger, or away. Had he been the one to breathe in the ozone scent of rifle-fire, after practice? The one who had felt the edges of the magic of dragon's breath? All that was certain that he needed the other, that each half needed the whole to survive.
Fingers of flame licked up the blood they'd smeared on the blade, and then curled in harmless tongues around Aymeric. The shadow of the firebird was dark as a thunderhead over him now, and he pulled the other man to him while its long tailfeathers fanned, and the first of its claws shattered like dropped glass aggainst the shimmering barrier which protected them.
There was only a split second, where they all shared the same space. The heat of the bird's mantle of flames covered them with a roar, and the shining red feathers of its breast swooped over their heads. There was not even a moment to shout 'NOW!' to Aymeric.
Only, just barely, to think it. And trust in his arm, and skid and slide around his body, suddenly occupying a space it had not only a moment before. ]