[ The second stomp to his chest has his vision whiting out, and once again, the wind is knocked out him. It hurts so much more with his body having passed its limits, and he thinks he can feel his insides spasm with the amount of agony radiating from within him. The pain is all-consuming, and he can't even process his arm being slammed down when he's already completely overwhelmed, every single nerve apparently on fire because that's the only way to explain how much of everything he's feeling.
He wants so badly for it to end.
But at the same time, he knows it has to go on.
As soon as he feels a hand around his throat, he tries to raise his broken arm to stop it. It's almost involuntary with how automatic his movements are, but it's no use. Even if he really wanted to stop this, he doesn't have a drop of strength in him, let alone in a crushed arm. And as the blood-soaked water laps at him from all sides, as his body begins to fail him, as he watches the faraway look fix itself into place over Gen's eyes, a long forgotten clarity comes to him. ]
You—
[ He gasps around the word, chest heaving in a desperate attempt to suck in air. Just enough. Just barely enough so that he can say what he needs to say. ]
no subject
He wants so badly for it to end.
But at the same time, he knows it has to go on.
As soon as he feels a hand around his throat, he tries to raise his broken arm to stop it. It's almost involuntary with how automatic his movements are, but it's no use. Even if he really wanted to stop this, he doesn't have a drop of strength in him, let alone in a crushed arm. And as the blood-soaked water laps at him from all sides, as his body begins to fail him, as he watches the faraway look fix itself into place over Gen's eyes, a long forgotten clarity comes to him. ]
You—
[ He gasps around the word, chest heaving in a desperate attempt to suck in air. Just enough. Just barely enough so that he can say what he needs to say. ]
Do it right.