[you are suddenly at the bottom of a pile of heavy, square-cornered objects. it is rather hard to breathe and they're jabbing you in uncomfortable places. you may want to move.]
[and after a moment he sits up again and unwraps one of his burnt, now thoroughly raw and bloody hands to drip a few drops of blood on top of said materia :|a]
no subject
. . .
[and after a moment he sits up again and unwraps one of his burnt, now thoroughly raw and bloody hands to drip a few drops of blood on top of said materia :|a]
no subject
you'll wake up back in Aather with the worst of your burns healed, and two functioning materia in your pocket.]