[Considering the two options were "nothing" and "fire and noisy immediate death," this had gone astonishingly well. Her skin was still flushed pink, some feathers still dulling and fraying at the ends, but Kaede was unharmed, if dreadfully inconvenienced. For now.
She felt something press into her stomach, felt Eren's breath puff against her--it felt like a cooling breeze, after all that. She rested a hand on the Dragon's muzzle, steadying herself more than she liked as the world came back into focus and the bitter taste of adrenaline dwindled away. The Chimera was still gulping in big gasps of fresh air and her pulse was understandably drumming faster than usual.
But she was definitely still alive. She checked.
Kaede's thoughts caught up eventually (what the hell did I just do?!), and she glanced at the circles still glowing on her arms. They had been quite visibly drained, but still had some magic glow to them.
She still shuddered at the thought of doing this again, her feathers rousing all at once before lying flat. Almost flat.]
No-- [a fit of coughs. The heat left her throat so dry and crackly any word she said came out as a croak.] --thank you.
[That's maxed her entire quota of bad decisions for the week.]
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She felt something press into her stomach, felt Eren's breath puff against her--it felt like a cooling breeze, after all that. She rested a hand on the Dragon's muzzle, steadying herself more than she liked as the world came back into focus and the bitter taste of adrenaline dwindled away. The Chimera was still gulping in big gasps of fresh air and her pulse was understandably drumming faster than usual.
But she was definitely still alive. She checked.
Kaede's thoughts caught up eventually (what the hell did I just do?!), and she glanced at the circles still glowing on her arms. They had been quite visibly drained, but still had some magic glow to them.
She still shuddered at the thought of doing this again, her feathers rousing all at once before lying flat. Almost flat.]
No-- [a fit of coughs. The heat left her throat so dry and crackly any word she said came out as a croak.] --thank you.
[That's maxed her entire quota of bad decisions for the week.]