OOC: I have a LOT of stuff to go through. >_>. Excuse any mistakes.<br/>Chris listened to Ptricia's long description of the spell, nodding attentively at anything he understood-meaning his head stayed completely still throughout. His expression remains blank as you tell Reizu the method for destroying the collar, before bursting out laughing. "Ahahahah! I'm sorry, that's just...unexpected." He covers his eyes as Reizu gets undressed, with a quiet "Blech." He didn't intend for anyone to hear it, but knowing his luck everyone did.<br/>He idly watches Reizu getting gulped down, neither concerned, as Reizu's collar was being destroyed, or overly interested in the act of vore itself. He lay back on the TV couch and closed his eyes, jumping in surprise as Reizu suddenly reformed. Standing up, he smiled at him and winked, grunting as he's hugged. "Alright, alright, enough. Only a total asshole would have stood by and done nothing. Besides, now you owe me one. And I already know what it is." He nods to the building and winks.<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"You know I..."<br/><br/>Suddenly her expression changes to an uncomfortable one. There's a gurgle in her midriff. "Oohhh! That didn't feel so good. Uhhh..." She grimaces and stumbles slightly. "Not good at all."</div></blockquote><br/>"What? What's happening?" Chris stares at her writhing belly and charges over to her as she collapses, dropping back into Drage.<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Get... to sand... use power of... stone!"</div></blockquote><br/>He nods quickly and runs over to the sandbox, jumping inside and grabbing the stone. It glowed in his hands but it did nothing to aid Ptricia. "What do I do?!?" he says in a panicked voice. Looking at Ptricia's increasing agony she clearly can't answer him. "Ohhh....fuck it!" Placing it on the ground, he kneels down, brings his fist up...and stops. ((Bwaaaaaa ha ha. Had you there for a second.)) "No, that'll never work..." Glancing over to Ptricia he growled and thrust his arm out. His palm began glowing a silvery colour and a thread extending from it attached itself to Ptricia, and lifted her up in the air. He floated her over with a concentrated glare before gently placing her in the sand pool and severing the thread. Stumbling backwards from the power of the spell he just used he fell backwards onto the ground and watched Ptricia through half-closed eyes.<br/>OOC: Hope that's better.