Tomoa hear's Arkain's advise and tunnels as deeply into Arkain's tail flesh as she possibly can. She heightens her senses to her maximum strength until all she can feel is Arkain's body. She pulls back slightly as she was so deep into's Arkain's neural system that she started to loose her sense of self.<span style="color: #00CC00"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">&lt;Whoa...that was close. Almost merged my psyche with yours. THAT would have been difficult to explain to Siya...&gt;</span></span></span>, she mumbled appoligeticaly. Then she went silent and felt the process in Arkain's stomach begining. She felt oddly detached, yet still slightly mournfull; knowing that the old Siya had to die for the new Siya to arise...<br/><br/>Siya feels Arkain rub his stomach and gently rubs back. He feels the air get drastically thin when Arkain burps, the walls seeming to press in all around him. Despite all his readiness and aquiesence; when faced with his own immenent death, he starts to panic as the air begins to dissappear, burning through the remaining oxygen.<br/>"No...no I changed........my mind...........please....................d....don't............" He body thrashes once, twice...... then slumps, sliding down the rapidly contracting walls and into the pool of acids forming at the bottom...<br/><br/><span style="color: #00CC00"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">&lt;You were right....&gt;</span></span></span>, Tomoa whimpered, stirring slight when she felt Siya movements stop,<span style="color: #00CC00"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">&lt;I would not have wanted to feel that...Don't be upset please Arkain, when faced with you own death even the bravest of men sometimes crumble...&gt;</span></span></span><br/>Tomoa sent some warm encouraging feelings up to Arkain.<br/><br/>(OOC: Sorry to be such a kill joy, but when I RP I like to base events off of real life as much as I possibly can. Siya is just barely into his late teens, and I was trying to type what might possibly be going through  his head at that pivitol moment. When logical thought ceases, I thought it would naturaly give way to instinctual responces...hence the thrashing.<br/>PLUS...I can't help it, I'm a sucker for drama...(as if all my previous post haven't beat you over the head with it!<img alt=":lol:" src="./images/smilies/icon_lol.gif" title="Laughing"/>) Once again I appologize if I ruined this moment for you, Arkain...<img alt=":(" src="./images/smilies/sad.gif" title="Sad"/>)