04-08-2014, 05:28 PM
Mobius didn't look back at her, listening for the crackling of the currents. He lurched forward, then, grabbing the slowly dematerializing ghost in something akin to a bear hug. He really hoped this would work.
"Hit me with it," he called over the crackling. He hoped it would work--he was, for intents and purposes, a metal rod. If she could hit him with the currents, use him as a conductor...they may be able to fry the thing. If this went as planned, at least. And they needed to do it fast, before the spectre vanished again. "Hurry!"
"I hate stuff like this," he said quietly, honest. "Doesn't exclude the second option. I can help with the pain, if you'll let me." He wiggled his fingers. "I can't heal, but I can make it hurt less until we can get you some medical help." He glanced up when Mobius called out to Casey, eyes wide. "Wait what?!"
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