Snippet #2159555

Rue Tyryl

His finger held her lips together causing further heat to explode across her face. Once again he'd made her turn redder than an apple. However, what he said next kept her breath in her lungs and her eyes wide.

“My sincerest apologies if I wasn’t to your liking. I promise later I’ll let you do whatever you want with me in return,” his eyes were filled with amusement before he turned serious. Rue knew that he was teasing once again, how could she not have liked him? It was plain as day, at least to her. She stared at him in silence as he removed his finger and turned to the fighting that was still going on. She didn't catch the last part of his sentence until he turned to look at her once more because she was thinking rapidly of what he'd just said and what she could possibly do. She shook her head and cleared her thoughts as they turned her face in to a burning oven. His blue eyes flicked down to her stomach and she remembered why she was curled up on the ground next to him. Her hands were still holding tightly to his shirt, and she felt her heart skip a beat once again. Rue didn't let go though, afraid that if his heat moved away she would grow cold once more.

“You mentioned Snow could do something about the fire. Can you still help?”

Rue looked to the bright white bird then back to him, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment, "Yes," she swallowed not sure if he'd like her idea entirely, "She is a unique phoenix. Instead of fire, she throws ice. The ice will still burn if it touches you, though. Like dry ice, I guess," she stopped for a moment and looked back at Snow who watched her as well.

"I can handle it on my own, you're in no shape to do anything," Snow said, her feathers ruffling and her eyes seemingly narrowing at Rue as the bond read her thoughts.

"She can control the flames from Kivuli... the thing is I don't know if she'll be able to keep it all from going up in flames," Rue finished. She understood that Snow didn't wish her too take in the power and help as well. However, Rue was worried that if she didn't help, they'd be fighting more than just a behemoth, and fire wasn't an easy opponent. Snow fluttered in agitation.

"You aren't going to anything."

"Snow, you're going to need my help. Just as I need yours."

"Rue! You stubborn... Ugh! Fine, what do you need?" Snow hopped up and down, her wings extended to show her anger at her bond.

"Burn the wound closed to stop the bleeding. I need to at least stay awake this time," Rue ordered. The phoenix hopped up onto her lap and her upper body and wings began to glow with white flames. Careful not to touch Luca, Snow hesitated before leaning over the wound and extending one wing out towards it.

"You... are the most brave and stubborn bond I'll ever have..."

Rue smiled slightly, though she was cringing inwardly and her breath was tight in her chest, "Just make it quick," she muttered, then clenched her teeth as the burning wing touched her wound and began cauterizing.