the mouth--? his eyes widen briefly in surprise; the flames lick over him and the heat triggers immediate response. he leaps backwards to put distance between them. perhaps it was too late to free himself from being scathed; the sleeves of his cassock where he'd lifted his arms to protect his head are singed... but the damage to his person is quickly being repaired by the nanomachines' effort. skin is knitting, rebuilding itself, as he reaffirms his stance.
...he's in the dark. and she might really intend to take his life...
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the mouth--? his eyes widen briefly in surprise; the flames lick over him and the heat triggers immediate response. he leaps backwards to put distance between them. perhaps it was too late to free himself from being scathed; the sleeves of his cassock where he'd lifted his arms to protect his head are singed... but the damage to his person is quickly being repaired by the nanomachines' effort. skin is knitting, rebuilding itself, as he reaffirms his stance.
...he's in the dark. and she might really intend to take his life...
Dizzy...]