#thatonepossessedguy

  LEWIS WATCHED HIS former friend fall down the cliff, his heart going cold with the growing realisation of what he'd just done.   Could he stop it? Why did his chest hurt, if the other deserved just what he'd got in the end? Oh, damn it all, he had to do something. Dematerialising in a puff of smoke, he did his best to reach the bottom of the cave before Arthur did -- only to ultimately be too late, in the end. If he had a lower jaw, it would've been shut tight with anxiety, waiting for a sigh, anything that might give away that the other was somehow still alive, in spite of avoiding any and all sharp stalagmites. He stood quietly nearby, metaphorically holding his own breath, and thanking the heavens when he finally saw the other move on its own.   “Arthur,” he spoke gently but decisively, making his way towards the living being, hovering just a few inches above the floor; though a frown still couldn't manage to get wiped away from his very features, at that. Was he relieved? Certainly. But was he still angry at him? Yes, without a doubt. He'd killed him, after all -- it had been all his fault from the start, and though the spirit didn't intend to be a murderer anymore, it definitely didn't mean things were at peace just yet. “Are you hurt?”

“Art,” The spirit paused, “Arthur, it’s a bit past your bedtime.”

((hello to you too!! I may have just made this blog the other day but I’ve been roleplaying in general for as long as I can remember so it’s not like I’m totally new to the scene XD thanks for the nice words anyway, and thanks for reading the rules o3o))

Like a roaring wind, the sound of Lewis’s grabbing the collar of your t-shirt collar comes suddenly.Your faced with the bleached skull of your former friend and to say he didn’t look jubilant to see you was an understatement; in fact he seemed livid with rage.His voice came out, as a snarl,“..Not until you PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME.”

“Not that I’m complaining…but what’s the occasion?”

"Oh god Arthur, you must have lost more blood than I realize because that is the stupidest thing you've ever said!"Trying to remain calm, Lewis huffs. It's not really working of course, his mind reeling as he stares down at Arthur, but at least he is trying. That's at least something right?"Okay, okay... so the nearest hospital is like two towns away, but we can manage! We have that first aid kit back in the van and it's bound to be useful!"Not sure just who he is trying to convince, Lewis takes a deep breath. His hands are shaking, heart slamming in to his chest with a vengeance, but none of that matters right now. Right now all that does is getting Arthur to the van and seen what they can do for the drive...Because naturally they are going to the hospital even if he has to drag the blonde. He certainly isn't going to leave the guy here after all!"Okay, yeah okay. We have to get to the van Arthur. You think you can walk? If not, I'll carry you!"