*The thing (whatever it is, Fabian doesn't have time to see it before it's on him) lands squarely in the middle of his chest. The effect is immediate and devastating, little metal teeth making short work of Pac Man and gnawing rapidly through to flesh. Fabian doesn't even register the pain before blood soaks hot into his shirt around the hole that's there. He has time to get off one more curse, this one aimed to kill, and sees one of the Death Eaters collapse twitching and lifeless to the floor.
And then it hits. It's nothing like being mauled, it's sharper, faster - Greyback tore out chunks of his arm, but the little silver device is systematically eating away his skin, whizzing along his chest like a goddamned garden tiller, and when the pain cuts through the adrenaline it's enough to break his focus for a second. With a strangled, agonized shout he rips at it with his free hand, which only gets the skin ripped off his palm, too, but the thing is stuck to his body, won't pull off, and Fabian yanks his hand away slick and dripping with blood, and looks in blank shock at the muscle exposed there when he flexes it. Not the first time he's seen what's under his own skin, but here's no rescue coming this time, and there's still four Death Eaters between him and Gid - and the thought of his brother does it, is enough to draw his focus back, and then he's lashing out again with more curses, and charging the Death Eaters physically. It's stupid, he knows, but he just needs to know that his brother's alive - if he's alive they can get out of this, but he has to know that first, has to get to him - *
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And then it hits. It's nothing like being mauled, it's sharper, faster - Greyback tore out chunks of his arm, but the little silver device is systematically eating away his skin, whizzing along his chest like a goddamned garden tiller, and when the pain cuts through the adrenaline it's enough to break his focus for a second. With a strangled, agonized shout he rips at it with his free hand, which only gets the skin ripped off his palm, too, but the thing is stuck to his body, won't pull off, and Fabian yanks his hand away slick and dripping with blood, and looks in blank shock at the muscle exposed there when he flexes it. Not the first time he's seen what's under his own skin, but here's no rescue coming this time, and there's still four Death Eaters between him and Gid - and the thought of his brother does it, is enough to draw his focus back, and then he's lashing out again with more curses, and charging the Death Eaters physically. It's stupid, he knows, but he just needs to know that his brother's alive - if he's alive they can get out of this, but he has to know that first, has to get to him - *
GIDEON -