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"That's pretty rad." Raz smiled falsely.

Khit followed her, careful as to not follow too close. He didn't want to bother her.

Raskolnikov waited for her to answer. He hid any pain he was in, as he still wanted to seem strong.

"So what are your powers?"

Raz took a drink from the glass of water. He wanted Darkness to be helping him, not some other random elite.

Raskolnikov looked at her frustratedly. "Does it really look like I can do anything?"

Raz was tired, exhausted even. But he couldn't close his eyes until he saw Darkness again.

"Would you mind getting me something to drink?" Raz's mouth was dry.

((I'm back!))

"Understandable."

"Thank you." He put his head against the back of the chair.

((Sorry I'm in La right now and probs won't be in for a few hours)

Raskolnikov groaned. "Yeah."

Khit sighed. "I can't hurt anyone with them anymore."

"Thanks." Khit made a small purple flower appear in his hand and it floated towards Etienne for a moment before disappearing. The sigil had greatly weakened his powers.

((I'm going to LA today and I get to see my favorite people in the world and one of my fav bands released a new EP and I'm reading the rose society in the car and it's a great day))

"I thought you wanted me to leave?" Khit still didn't move.

"I don't expect you to forgive me, much less care about me, but I promise I didn't want to hurt her." Khit paused and stared at his feet. "I was trying to save her."

Raskolnikov's telekinesis wasn't very strong, but he did manage to just barely move the chair off of him and flip himself into his back. He' never used telekinesis in himself before, it felt odd. Raz stared at the ceiling, waiting for Darkness to come back.

Khit inhaled. "I didn't mean too, okay."

Raz heard swords clang outside. What was going on?! He tried to move. Nothing happened. Raskolnikov moved his head to the side he didn't have a plan of what to do, he just had to get off this bed and then he would think about what to do. He used his telekinesis to make a wheelchair roll next to him. Maybe he could fall into it.

Raskolnikov forced himself to fall onto where the wheelchair was. He fell onto it sideways and the wheelchair toppled on top of Raz. He was stuck, facedown on the floor. He could even save himself.