And there goes that last ayakashi dying and vanishing like the first. Adrien can feel it, there's a change in the atmosphere around them - the heaviness abating. Good. They did it. Everything was fine then. They're safe and Marinette will feel that monsterous wave of Adrien's guilt ease and fade out replaced with a warm comforting weight of absolutely relief.
He's breathing in and out deeply, his eyes closed. He can feel Martin crawling, slithering up to lay over his side near his worst injury. he's curled on his side in a fetal position. His shirts are dark from blight and blood. There's a weak little cough that slips past Adrien's lips and he's clicking his tongue softly as Martin tries to nose his way toward the worst set of sounds that were dug deep into Adrien's left side. "It's okay, little buddy. I'll be okay I just need.. a bit..."
Martin nudges harder at his hand but Adrien refuses to move it. If he does he's not sure Martin could put enough pressure on it. Martin means well, Adrien knows this but he's too small. If it was Snake coiling around him it would be enough - he's big enough and capable of enough force....Martin isn't. "Hey... you're doing your best. It's okay. It means a lot that you want to try."
He's fine. Adrien is going to be fine. He just needs to catch his breath then he'll manage to find is feet again. If Adrien keeps repeating it to himself. If he keeps tell himself this step by step like a plan he'll be able to do it. He'll be able to. Because he's stubborn and determined. He can't let them down. He can't make them worry - he won't.
He won't!
Marinette will feel that flare of stubborn defiant determination spark through her; sharp and refusing to be ignored. Martin isn't the only one fussing and fretting over Adrien. Plagg is staring down at his charge. He'd wanted to see blight up close but not like this! Never like this!
'Kid? Hey... Adrien!'
Adrien has shifted, pressing a hand into the ground; moving to sit up, teeth gritted.
'Kid! No, No don't do that! You're hurt and for once you're not in the suit! I'm all for the whole "Chat Noir never stays down" thing but this.. This isn't Chat Noir! You're NOT Chat Noir right now! Are you insane?'
Adrien smirked. "So you do care, you're a grumpy cat on the outside and fluff ball on the inside." But he doesn't move any further, not when he can clearly hear how distressed Plagg is. "Easy, little cat. I don't think I'm getting any further on my own."
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He's breathing in and out deeply, his eyes closed. He can feel Martin crawling, slithering up to lay over his side near his worst injury. he's curled on his side in a fetal position. His shirts are dark from blight and blood. There's a weak little cough that slips past Adrien's lips and he's clicking his tongue softly as Martin tries to nose his way toward the worst set of sounds that were dug deep into Adrien's left side. "It's okay, little buddy. I'll be okay I just need.. a bit..."
Martin nudges harder at his hand but Adrien refuses to move it. If he does he's not sure Martin could put enough pressure on it. Martin means well, Adrien knows this but he's too small. If it was Snake coiling around him it would be enough - he's big enough and capable of enough force....Martin isn't. "Hey... you're doing your best. It's okay. It means a lot that you want to try."
He's fine. Adrien is going to be fine. He just needs to catch his breath then he'll manage to find is feet again. If Adrien keeps repeating it to himself. If he keeps tell himself this step by step like a plan he'll be able to do it. He'll be able to. Because he's stubborn and determined. He can't let them down. He can't make them worry - he won't.
He won't!
Marinette will feel that flare of stubborn defiant determination spark through her; sharp and refusing to be ignored. Martin isn't the only one fussing and fretting over Adrien. Plagg is staring down at his charge. He'd wanted to see blight up close but not like this! Never like this!
'Kid? Hey... Adrien!'
Adrien has shifted, pressing a hand into the ground; moving to sit up, teeth gritted.
'Kid! No, No don't do that! You're hurt and for once you're not in the suit! I'm all for the whole "Chat Noir never stays down" thing but this.. This isn't Chat Noir! You're NOT Chat Noir right now! Are you insane?'
Adrien smirked. "So you do care, you're a grumpy cat on the outside and fluff ball on the inside." But he doesn't move any further, not when he can clearly hear how distressed Plagg is. "Easy, little cat. I don't think I'm getting any further on my own."