originally posted in:The New Dojo
She could breathe, but not speak. The burning frostbite forcing her senses to explode.
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Fionn finally cuts her down, catching her as she falls. "Ghosts! Get us outa' here!" He calls, yanking off his gloves and tucking them into his belt.
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Lunar transmatted Sarah to Fionn's ship.
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Fionn transmats less than a second later. The interior of the ship is warm, but not enough to rid her of the frostbite. Fionn presses his now bare hands to her face, summoning his solar energy to super warm them.
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Color slowly begins to return to her face, her lips are no longer purple, and she was recovering.
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Fionn keeps his hand on her face, keeping the solar energy pouring into her. Lunar notices his light levels drop rapidly, though he gives no hint of exhaustion.
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"Fionn, I think she can recover on her own from this point on."
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He lets go, leaning against the wall of his ship. His light levels slowly level out and begin to recharge. "I forgo' why Hunters aren't supposed to do tha' solar magic." He pants slightly.
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"And that's why," Lunar noted.
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Fionn nods, still panting. "You really should have known better, Fionn." Wisp berates him.
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"He should at this point. Sarah appreciates your efforts of healing her, but she won't like the fact you're killing yourself in the process."
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"Killing myself? Tha's a bit o' an exaggeration. Most it'll do is make me pass out."
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"Either way, she won't appreciate that fact."
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"Well, either way it's a better alternative 'an lettin' 'er die." Fionn reminds him, his light mostly recovered.
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"You must have a big enough crush on her that you forget about the fact she can self-rez."
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"Well, seeing as we're a good ways away from a solid source o' light, I thought tha' may be a bad idea."
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"Sarah's Light is a bit unique. The more it endures, the brighter it burns. Never dims."
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"Well, tha' would o' been nice to know before I almost killed myself." He chuckles quietly.
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"The only other Guardian whose Light does it naturally is..."
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"Is who?"
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"Her sister. Mia."
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"Ah." He replies, resting his head back.
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"It makes sense once you know the complicated history of the Greys."
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"Well, maybe if I'm lucky I'll end up learning some o' that history." He murmers.
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"I could start on it. It all began with a Titan. Last name Grey, and he fell for a refugee he was escorting to the Last City. But after nine months, the woman wasn't the only one he was escorting to the place of refuge. Family. They had a family. But their happiness would not last long."
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"Would she wan' ya to tell me this?" Fionn asks.