As the paralyzing effect of the poison kicked in, he collapsed to the ground next to the monstrosity he had just defeated. Still alive, he thought to himself, relieved that the poison didn't seem to be fatal. He wasn't dying, he just...couldn't move.
And then he heard the chattering sound. For now, at least.
There wasn't much time, and there wasn't anything he could do. There wasn't anyone passing his little corner of the hall, and the paralysis had affected his whole body so signaling for help from the lights in the distance wouldn't do much good either. The only option was a slim shot, but it was one that seemed to work more often than not for Fowl. Artemis was connected to Schuldig somehow...probably the same way Schuldig was connected to everyone with his damn telepathy. He probably filtered out or at least ignored the majority of people's thoughts, but if he could come up with a few thoughts that might draw the man's attention...
But then again, he'd never be able to live it down. To have been saved by Schuldig would be the ultimate insult. The bastard would like that, too, wouldn't he? He'd lord it over the young captain until one of them either died or got the hell out of here. If he had any other choice that had even remotely the same chance for success, he would have gone with that; however, his choices were few. He tried to think of Schuldig, to focus on him in hopes that it might draw the egomaniac's attention.
Schuldig, he thought, focusing on the man's name as best he could. Schuldig, if you can hear me. This is an ally of Artemis Fowl. You know me, you hate me, that doesn't matter. I'm outside the patient experimentation corridor. I can't move and something's coming for me. I hate to even ~think~ this, but if you could help...
Not likely. The telepath and he were never on close terms. The only slim chance he had that the man would even give him the time of day was that if he died, Fowl wouldn't be able to handle it...and for whatever reason Schuldig seemed protective of the boy.
Probably the same reason he was. Some unexplainable pull towards the bratty little genius. For all his quirks and mistakes and messups, Artemis Fowl was likeable. Likeable enough for Hitsugaya to be dumb enough to go after him himself.
And if Schuldig didn't come, if someone didn't come before the skittering in the dark, he'd have been dumb enough to die for Artemis. And although he did not fear death, nor did he fear sacrificing his life for the boy or anyone else, he did fear the one thing he now faced: dying alone and defenseless, without even the slightest chance to save himself. He was completely at the mercy of whatever lurked in the shadows, and that complete defenselessness terrified him.
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And then he heard the chattering sound. For now, at least.
There wasn't much time, and there wasn't anything he could do. There wasn't anyone passing his little corner of the hall, and the paralysis had affected his whole body so signaling for help from the lights in the distance wouldn't do much good either. The only option was a slim shot, but it was one that seemed to work more often than not for Fowl. Artemis was connected to Schuldig somehow...probably the same way Schuldig was connected to everyone with his damn telepathy. He probably filtered out or at least ignored the majority of people's thoughts, but if he could come up with a few thoughts that might draw the man's attention...
But then again, he'd never be able to live it down. To have been saved by Schuldig would be the ultimate insult. The bastard would like that, too, wouldn't he? He'd lord it over the young captain until one of them either died or got the hell out of here. If he had any other choice that had even remotely the same chance for success, he would have gone with that; however, his choices were few. He tried to think of Schuldig, to focus on him in hopes that it might draw the egomaniac's attention.
Schuldig, he thought, focusing on the man's name as best he could. Schuldig, if you can hear me. This is an ally of Artemis Fowl. You know me, you hate me, that doesn't matter. I'm outside the patient experimentation corridor. I can't move and something's coming for me. I hate to even ~think~ this, but if you could help...
Not likely. The telepath and he were never on close terms. The only slim chance he had that the man would even give him the time of day was that if he died, Fowl wouldn't be able to handle it...and for whatever reason Schuldig seemed protective of the boy.
Probably the same reason he was. Some unexplainable pull towards the bratty little genius. For all his quirks and mistakes and messups, Artemis Fowl was likeable. Likeable enough for Hitsugaya to be dumb enough to go after him himself.
And if Schuldig didn't come, if someone didn't come before the skittering in the dark, he'd have been dumb enough to die for Artemis. And although he did not fear death, nor did he fear sacrificing his life for the boy or anyone else, he did fear the one thing he now faced: dying alone and defenseless, without even the slightest chance to save himself. He was completely at the mercy of whatever lurked in the shadows, and that complete defenselessness terrified him.