"I'll shove your eyes up your a*****e and make ******** SAUSAGE OUT OF YOUR WORTHLESS COLON YOU —" His voice broke and Faustite hacked terribly, doubling over, holding ruined ribs with a ruined hand, hacking and retching and sputtering, leaking blood all the while. He curled over the ground, pathetic thing, all fire and black and death wishes. At every start, his tattered voice was interrupted with hurt.

By the time his senshi rescuer had reached him, Faustite had given up on speech. The firecraft General forced his body onward, walked on whatever mangled parts were still attached to him, an ankle burning hotter than his own core. Concern in the youth's face turned to trepidation when she watched him start to walk.

Risking burns, she caught his upper arms in hers and drew the ruined fire back, and she cautioned him, and she learned that fire knew only temerity and understood nothing of restraint. She was elbowed in the ribs, and she was forced to restrain someone who exceeded her rank. Then she stole this broken General back to Negaspace, where he belonged.

tatterpixie
Thank you for the RP! It was super fun, and I look forward to them encountering each other again!!