[from the same damn place (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/495383.html?thread=40581143#t40618775)]
Hitsugaya flashstepped once, then kicked off the wall and continued the velocity around the hall. Hoping they were far enough away to escape the nurses he collapsed with Renji in a heap next to Toboe and Artemis. He pushed himself away from Renji and pushed himself up on his hands and knees, throwing up a large quantity of blood in the process. He felt woozy again, but it was no longer due to the drugs in his system. Now it was simply from loss of blood. "Good work," he coughed out to Toboe. "Call for help if you can."
Still, there was a little energy left in him. Enough to keep one of them alive...
...but only one.
He glanced between Renji and Artemis, hating the choice that lay before him. Heal Renji and Artemis would die...the boy's magic wasn't closing the wounds like it had before, so there was no relying on that. He'd lose admittedly one of the few friends he'd made here, even if he was a smartmouthed brat. Heal Artemis and they'd lose yet another shinigami, a man who'd proven himself again and again since being here, who'd offered support in more ways than Hitsugaya could have even hoped. If Hitsugaya were the head of Arts and Crafts, there was no denying that Renji was the heart. Without him, he saw no way that Arts and Crafts would survive.
But Renji was a shinigami. Renji had a duty to uphold and in his actions he had done so. He would die here in service to others, just the way he would have wanted it. In the end there was really no choice about it. He turned to Artemis and willed his last bit of reiatsu into the boy, coursing through him and cleansing some of the poison. It would be enough to keep Artemis Fowl alive, if only barely. Blood poured out his ears and eyes as the last of the reiatsu escaped from him and he collapsed against the wall.
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Hitsugaya flashstepped once, then kicked off the wall and continued the velocity around the hall. Hoping they were far enough away to escape the nurses he collapsed with Renji in a heap next to Toboe and Artemis. He pushed himself away from Renji and pushed himself up on his hands and knees, throwing up a large quantity of blood in the process. He felt woozy again, but it was no longer due to the drugs in his system. Now it was simply from loss of blood. "Good work," he coughed out to Toboe. "Call for help if you can."
Still, there was a little energy left in him. Enough to keep one of them alive...
...but only one.
He glanced between Renji and Artemis, hating the choice that lay before him. Heal Renji and Artemis would die...the boy's magic wasn't closing the wounds like it had before, so there was no relying on that. He'd lose admittedly one of the few friends he'd made here, even if he was a smartmouthed brat. Heal Artemis and they'd lose yet another shinigami, a man who'd proven himself again and again since being here, who'd offered support in more ways than Hitsugaya could have even hoped. If Hitsugaya were the head of Arts and Crafts, there was no denying that Renji was the heart. Without him, he saw no way that Arts and Crafts would survive.
But Renji was a shinigami. Renji had a duty to uphold and in his actions he had done so. He would die here in service to others, just the way he would have wanted it. In the end there was really no choice about it. He turned to Artemis and willed his last bit of reiatsu into the boy, coursing through him and cleansing some of the poison. It would be enough to keep Artemis Fowl alive, if only barely. Blood poured out his ears and eyes as the last of the reiatsu escaped from him and he collapsed against the wall.
"That's...that's all I can do," he whispered.