[evan goes down, and winter simply stands there with a bloody rock in their hands before they sink to their knees next to him, dropping the rock on the ground beside them.
he's still alive. they could drag this out. allow him to regain consciousness, and then... what? the barrier won't disappear until one of them is dead. this is cruel enough as it is. breathing labored, they seem to come to a decision. they reach for him, gently pressing a hand against his forehead without a bit of care for all the blood they are getting on their glove...
and then they lean over to press their lips against the back of their hand. an indirect kiss, if you would. they linger for a moment, before pulling back and reaching for the rock once again.
they visibly hesitate, but the moment passes quickly enough-- and then they are bashing the rock into evan's face, over and over again with as much strength as they can to get this over with.
it is messy and horrible and there is blood everywhere now, but it is what it is.]
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he's still alive. they could drag this out. allow him to regain consciousness, and then... what? the barrier won't disappear until one of them is dead. this is cruel enough as it is. breathing labored, they seem to come to a decision. they reach for him, gently pressing a hand against his forehead without a bit of care for all the blood they are getting on their glove...
and then they lean over to press their lips against the back of their hand. an indirect kiss, if you would. they linger for a moment, before pulling back and reaching for the rock once again.
they visibly hesitate, but the moment passes quickly enough-- and then they are bashing the rock into evan's face, over and over again with as much strength as they can to get this over with.
it is messy and horrible and there is blood everywhere now, but it is what it is.]