if I die before I wake

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[is about as dead as can be, lying in a pool of his own blood from a gunshot wound to the head, making a mess all over the floor. His dragon is curled up on his stomach, pawing at him and keening quietly]

[ooc; Basically this happened. Warning cuz it's 18+ for creepy porn and er, gore. If anyone has the power/wants to & can bring him back, go ahead. Until then he'll just be dead and bleedy until the room summons him back.]  

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[caredfor.livejournal.com]

[can't do anything about Sora's state, so just keeps vigil by his side, sitting and rocking, humming the song he sang when they met quietly]

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[....dead]

[little dragon makes a soft noise, clawing at his shirt again, tugging hard at the collar, and then turns its attention to Axel, crawling closer]

[caredfor.livejournal.com]

[watches the dragon, pausing for a moment in his humming]

Hello.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[it chirps, moving closer just a bit, not sure if the little one is safe]

[keyofforesight.livejournal.com]

(Taylor feels sick to her stomach)

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[still dead lol]

[caredfor.livejournal.com]

[holds out a hand for it to sniff, supposing it might be like a dog]

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[softer chirp, wings rustling as it scoots forward a bit more, nuzzling his hand and then just crawling into his lap, trilling sadly]

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[comes upon the body and chokes in surprise]

Oh fuck...

[quickly kneeling down, he tugs his hair back with his infamous aqua ribbon to keep his hair out of his face. he begins to feed all the healing energy that he can into the broken bloodied boy, whispering under his breath:]

Please let this work, please...

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[hi you have a small dragon pretty much attacking your hands, hissing at you to get away]

[caredfor.livejournal.com]

[strokes its back]

He looks like he's sleeping.

[minus, you know, the blood and gore et al]

[firewaterbird.livejournal.com]

[hey look. dead kid, meet phoenix. he drops one of his feathers on you. revive!]

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[ohay crawling closer, purring quietly, a little rougher than how a cat would but still there]

He hurt Momma.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[still for a moment, before his face starts to heal, save for the eyes, and he's left laying there. Abruptly he starts breathing, choking on air and leftover sobs while his dragon comes close and starts licking his cheek]

[firewaterbird.livejournal.com]

You ok, kiddo? [stupid question, but]

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[just curls on his side in his own blood, sobbing quietly]

No. You s-sh-should've left me!

[firewaterbird.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow and kneels next to him] Can't say I've heard that before.

What happened?

[keyofforesight.livejournal.com]

(kneels down next to him)

Who would do this...

(she's considering using several curaga's)

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[nothing short of phoenix down will cure this mess; half his head's gone]

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[his dragon is just curling up with him, trying to worm under his arms]

Go away! Wh-why couldn't you have left me alone?

[firewaterbird.livejournal.com]

Because you were dead.

But if you want to correct the fact that you're alive now, go ahead. I promise not to bring you back next time.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[jflsj;lk hugs dragon tightly]

I h-hate being here.

[whispers it, hiding his face, just hugging his dragon]

[caredfor.livejournal.com]

Who did?

[firewaterbird.livejournal.com]

Not something I can help with there.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

The bad person. A Roxas.

[claws at Axel's shirt]

Fix Momma?