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"I'll be okay." He couldn't look her in the eyes. She wouldn't want him if he couldn't even use his powers.

"You're okay, right?" He smiled somewhat falsely.

"Oh thank god." Raz cried when he heard her voice.

Laputa went over to him. "Raskolnikov, are you okay?"

"No." He whispered. "Can I just be alone with darkness for a moment?"

Laputa nodded and left.

"Oh thank god." Raz cried when he heard her voice.

Laputa went over to him. "Raskolnikov, are you okay?"

"No." He whispered. "Can I just be alone with darkness for a moment?"

Laputa nodded and left.

Raskolnikov was anxious, and he didn't want to think about about himself. "Darkness? Are you okay???"

Raskolnikov bit his lip. "is she okay?"

She seemed to be breathing okay, so Laputa quickly stitched up the wound. "Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay." She whispered.

Laputa caught her and carefully placed her on the table next to Raz. He swore. "Please make sure she's okay."

"I'll do my best." Laputa exposed the wound.

((Where'd she get stabbed?))

((There are three cats on my lap right now omg)

"Not sure." Raskolnikov laughed painfully. "Darkness!!!" He yelled at her as he saw the large stain of blood on her side. He trie to reach out to her, but couldn't move. He couldn't move at all.

Raskolnikov's eyes fluttered open. He first thing he saw was Darkness.

((Skip to when he wakes up?))

"Yeah." Laputa spoke sorrowfully. She felt like something was wrong.

"He'll probably be passed out for a few hours." Laputa wiped her eyes off. "Hopefully there aren't too many other injuries.

Raskolnikov laid on the bed, even looking somewhat nice when his white hair was stained with his own blood.

Raskolnikov began breathing again, but there were unknown shards of glass in his neck from the glass knife. He was completely passed out.

"Thank you." Laputa sighed in relief.

((Hello? Anyone?))

Laputa's hands were shaking. She pulled the knife out of Raskolnikov's neck, hoping to help. He began bleeding more. "Darkness!! Please help me!" She cried.

Laputa laid Raskolnikov on a table and propped up his head. She didn't know what to do. Tears were in here eyes, "Oh god Raz, please be okay."

Is anyone on tonight?

Laputa made the stone carefully enclose Montar's wrists and ankles and locked her in her cell before carrying Raskolnikov carefully to the medical bay. He needed a healer and quick.