Snippet #2535189

Axel's hand flew across James' cheek like a whip, with Axel wincing as he wondered if he slapped a little too hard. He quickly shook off the look and yanked James away with his aura after having handed off Zara to the nurse.

"Make sure she's kept in a stable environment, and whatever you do, don't give her any stimulants to try and help her wake up, she's going to have to come out of it on her own." he said to the nurse as they left with Zara in tow, then sucked all but the aura holding James' arm back into his body, collapsing as he did so due to the rush of blood to the head. He then got onto his good knee and braced himself on his prosthetic, turned weakly to James, and grimaced in anger, standing slowly as he spoke, rage building behind every word until he was practically screaming the last sentence.

"Alright, then. What would you have done, hm? Do you know the first thing about what happened to her? Do you know how much pain she must have been in before she dropped? Can you even imagine how scared she was before she slipped into something she was probably sure she wouldn't wake up from? BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT SHE HAD TO DEAL WITH, PAIN, FEAR, AND SHEER UNADULTERATED TERROR!" His tone dropped here, becoming quiet and tranquil, but no less furious. "No... You just want to be near her so you look like the hero when she wakes up... If you want to punch me now for what I've done, so be it, I don't have the stamina left to stop you, but you panicking while around Zara could have been dangerous, and I'm not letting any friend of mine die on my watch. So if you try to chase that nurse now, I will have to force you to sit your ass down and count to ten, SO. HELP. ME. GOD." He spread his arms wide, ready for James to throw the first punch.