(( To be honest, Cyr proberly couldn't move at this moment without getting wtfowned by the tornado. He'll just have to break through it. YAAAAAAAY! ))
Cyr grunted, letting out a massive yell as the tornado, gradually, started to split apart. He saw the wind-child through the split, unconscious. She seemed peacefull, serene, but one reading of her mind and he could see she was in unimagineable anguish.
Cyr wanted to reach out to her, comfort her. His body overflowed with raw emotion he had been keeping inside. Then he realised somthing... He wasn't trying so hard to save her because he saw Emma in her... All this time, he had an inkling inside of him about her...
He was trying to save her because, gender and age aside - inside of her, he saw himself.
He sent a burst of telekenetic energy through the whirlwind, headed straight to the wind child to try and break through the barrier, Cyr screamed in pain with the effort. His head hurt, feeling himself becoming numb as he allmost hung there, his trenchcoat and hair flowing freeley in the wind.
Last edited by kain222; 05-24-2009 at 01:30 AM.
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