Snippet #1971615

Amp

His eyes looked up just a little as the Healer-man started speaking to him. He saw him shift a little and could instantly point out that the man’s ankle was hurt, being hurt often enough he could probably see and injury in anyone no matter how much they tried to hide it. The man’s hands moved forward and he started to get a little tense, the bowl was lifted from his grasp and moved to the side, the man moving a little closer, going slowly. Then asked to see his arm, it started throbbing more at the thought of what could happen, what will happen, and what he didn’t want to happen. ”Should I let……?” His voice was soft, almost inaudible as he spoke to Blast, still not completely strong enough to speak fully mind to mind.

Blast

The memory left him somewhat more cautious than he was before. He wasn’t exactly scared, but he was pretty darn close, this allowed him to immediately take control after Amp’s comment. Eyes getting wide, almost frightened look, the man was too close, close enough to touch, hurt, beat, maim, and whatever he had planned. ”No!!!!” His voice alone hit the man, sending him back. He scrambled back, tripping over the furniture behind him and falling over it. He yelled as he landed on his broken arm and just laid there, vision blurry from waves of pain spiking up his arm and shoulder.