|zionmystique (zionmystique) wrote in zionmystiqueic,|
@ 2020-02-08 23:51:00
|Entry tags:||!thread, ben|
Who: Abby and Ben
What: Amongst the Flames
When: February 1st, very early morning
Where: Management Wagon
When Abby had come up to him, pale and breathless, asking for his help he did so without hesitation, a squeeze to Fitz’s hand with the promise he’d come back as soon as he could and he followed the redhead in to the middle of what had minutes earlier had been the scene of chaos.
Ben knew fire, he knew how hot it could get and the energy that was needed to turn flesh and blood into ash but he had never seen something like this before. Kristoph had burst into flames and as soon as those flames died down there was nothing but ash, that kind of flame had to be magical in some sense, it was not natural and he knew it.
Abby pretty much dragged him to the pile of ash that had previously been Kristoph he looked at it and then at Abby, not believing for a moment what he was seeing but with a nod from Abby he picked up the bundle that was there, tucked it into the front of his coat against his chest. It was hot, too hot for a regular human and even to Ben it felt warmer than what he was used to but manageable. He then followed her through the crowd - his cargo hidden from view - to one of the wagons that belonged to the management team of Zion, up the stairs and into the wooden structure and only then did he feel safe opening his coat.