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Eugene Fitzherbert (Flynn Rider) ([personal profile] brokensmolder) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2012-07-16 06:18 am (UTC)

Eugene shook his head when Rapunzel started to protest. "No, you have to. If there's a cure, you need to find it."

But he wasn't getting through to her. She was too distracted by his injuries, by the chaos around them. She would never agree to leave, even if it meant that they never made it to the x-ray room, never found the cure.

Ultimately, it was Lingomr--one of the many Lingomrs, anyway--that decided for her. Eugene didn't know who Soma was, but it was obvious that Rapunzel did. Soma was in trouble; Rapunzel had to help. It was as simple as that.

The frying pan to his chest nearly knocked Eugene off balance, but he managed to right himself just in time to see his girlfriend racing off down the corridor. Tired as she was, she was still charging yet another of the Lingomrs straight down, dragging Castiel with her as she went. The scene would have been almost comical if not for the fact that they were facing down an opponent who seemed quite willing to maim--maybe even kill--as he saw fit. Please be safe, Eugene pleaded silently. Please let her stay safe.

But now she was gone and they had more pressing concerns to deal with. The mostly reformed criminal gave Kratos a nod in gratitude at the part that he had played in trying to convince Rapunzel to leave. His leg felt like it would buckle under him any second now.

Eugene shot one of the Lingomrs an exhausted grin. "Not quite the getup I'd usually picture a scholar wearing. Math must be a lot more dangerous than I remember."

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