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lunaecalamitas2024-06-20 02:26 pm
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And as Mika had said, the truth is they’re only whole together. ]
Yes, Mika.
[ He tucks the charm away. Thank you, Robin. Sorry, Robin. ]
I do have a promise to keep to the love of my life, so don’t take a blow for me. Please, sweetheart. Help us both dodge instead?
[ Compromise, compromise. He’s already thinking that if anything happens, he’s getting Mika out of there and to a healer regardless of his own state. ]
How much magic did you use to do all of that? Do we need to…?
[ Replenish his magic with blood? ]
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... I don't know if now is a good time.
( To take from Ginger, when he might need it, should anything happen - and to rile up the both of them in the way bites kind of do. He'd make himself manage.
If anything, he seems far calmer - relieved - seeing Ginger acquiesce to the split charm. It's not ideal (Mika would rather Ginger have the full effect, himself), but they just have ... to make sure that it's enough, right? )
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Then maybe something like this? Something similar to what he’d done this morning. He takes Mika’s hand again. ]
Tell All One’s Heart.
[ Ginger’s magic asks first, prodding gently - ‘Ready for me?’ Slow as molasses, it pours into Mika in a thin stream. Not too much, he knows Mika would fret, but enough to act as a pick-me-up. ]
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He welcomes it, of course. There is a faint pulse of guilt at the self-condemning memory of the time he had been too angry to accept Ginger's magic, but he banishes it from his mind - or tries, anyway - lest his heart lock up, and his chest become too tightly gated to let the magic through.
He relaxes into it, like a filling bath. It stops short of overwhelming him, which - he would allow, if Ginger ever wanted to drench him in his magic. A little less himself; a little more the both of them. )
... Thank you. ( He looks - and feels - rejuvenated, for sure. He gently lays a hand to Ginger's cheek - concerned, of course. ) That wasn't too much from you?
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[ For accepting his magic. He leans into the touch, smiling softly. ]
It’s us.
[ His simple explanation, tone light. He would gladly share and carry the weight of them both. He’s said it before and he’ll say it forever. As it is, that much won’t tire him.
If he runs out of magic, he’ll then rely on his feelings - and his feelings for Mika will never dry out. He’ll be fine, dear heart. ]