[ Jim's bulk blocks most of the door. His body is the same, though he's hunched painfully forward under the weight of the sail on on his back that rattles every time he breathes. It knocks against the doorframe, right at the top, and that hurts too.
Not enough to make Jim's attention stray even for an instant. That... thing is still hissing and whispering and being hateful to Zell, who's never done anything to deserve it. Jim's not going to let him. He's not going to let it do that, he's not going to let it hurt Zell at all.
After all, Zell's only got room for one monster in his life.
Jim moves in a blur of oranges and reds, nearly too fast to see, and slices his scalpel through what he hopes is the creature's neck. It's not; one of Seifer's eyes and it catches on the bridge of Squall's nose until Jim pries it free and goes in again, lower, again and again until it stops moving.
When he thinks it's dead he takes a deep breath that turns into a sob halfway through, and then another, and he stumbles backwards from the corpse until his sail hits a wall and he unbalances, falling to his knees. ]
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Not enough to make Jim's attention stray even for an instant. That... thing is still hissing and whispering and being hateful to Zell, who's never done anything to deserve it. Jim's not going to let him. He's not going to let it do that, he's not going to let it hurt Zell at all.
After all, Zell's only got room for one monster in his life.
Jim moves in a blur of oranges and reds, nearly too fast to see, and slices his scalpel through what he hopes is the creature's neck. It's not; one of Seifer's eyes and it catches on the bridge of Squall's nose until Jim pries it free and goes in again, lower, again and again until it stops moving.
When he thinks it's dead he takes a deep breath that turns into a sob halfway through, and then another, and he stumbles backwards from the corpse until his sail hits a wall and he unbalances, falling to his knees. ]