Saving Salem's life (WATER- Filler tbh)

It's been long enough.

It was about time Deo left the safety of that frosty place and came back down towards Wychwood. The place was just to cold for him anyway. On the plus side. He's always been more confortable with the hard rock that formed in Wychwood. He didn't like to soft or hard snow. It also made him cold since he was always shirtless.

Eyes low and taking short steps. Deo made his way towards a cliff. For him it was no problem as he moved the earth towards his command and basically made his own unique type of elevator out of earth. There he went to go find a place to rest. But surely enough he wasn't alone.

Feeling the vibrations in the ground below him. Deo moved silently towards the direction where he felt four presences. Three kids and one adult. But he wasn't afraid. There was no need unless the girl on fire was there. But then again, he didn't feel her around the proximity. So he went for it.

Slowly but surely, he made it there as commotion started to build up.

Being a bystander, he didn't really want to get in the mix as they were speaking to fast and it didn't really give him a chance to understand the current situation. So him being him. He announced himself with his thick native language that usually required him rolling the tounge on each syllable.

"Hell-o"
(Deo Nemesis)
 Sylas finally found Salem and Zelex after he had gotten distracted earlier and wandered off. Coming back with a large bag of apples and bread. Excitedly he rushed over only to find the state that they were in.

He dropped the bag, and went over to them. Samuel was carrying Salem who seemed to be on the brink. Zelex looked fairly banged up himself and barely holding himself together.

He was confused as to what was going on and what had happened. It seemed like he had missed quite a bit. He wasn't sure whether to be concerned or even angry. All he could do was try to make gestures to them and the two strangers he had yet to meet, as to what happened.

Eventually calming down, he looked to the others for answers.
(Sylas)
He was about to kill a bitch now... He would CAREFULLY remove Salem from his shoulders and put the two on the ground. He would ignore the two new comers. He would give a small glace to Deo though. Although the glace would tell Deo something along the lines of: NOT. THE. FUCKING. TIME. Or something like that anyway he rubbed his eyes, he was tired as hell now. Though, he knew what he had to do. The girl he had a crush on was coughing up blood, due to her ribs pressing up against her lungs. So maybe he could push it back with his own air would! or steam in this case!

Yeah! It was perfect. He could use his steam to do Something! And she wouldn't choke because it was a gas. He smiled and inhaled, taking in as much air as possible, filling his own lungs with as much as he could. Then he would lean down and close her nose and then kissing her, blowing steam into her system. Attemping to push the ribs back and then surround any area in which was bleeding. Of course it would be beyond him if it worked or not. Though he could litterally just try again if it didn't.
(Samuel Ryozo)
 Frowning, it would seem that someone was dying.

It seemed that something was going on and Deo couldn't really tell. All he knew that there was a person crawling towards them, a child standing around, seemingly not knowing what was happening, and two people kissing on the ground. Was it rated PG?

He didn't think so, the involvement of blood was a bit too much. Maybe a fetish of sorts?

Deo approached the two as he listened out for what was going about on. Aswell as feeling the pressure that was inflitrating the body of the one on bottom. It seemed that something was off. Something building up inside of her.

"Rauy gnollok rih." he stated flatly in his native tounge. Basically meaning' Your killing her.'

Raising his right foot. He planted it back into the ground below him firmly. Causing a slab of rock to form on the side of Samuel and smack him off on top of Salem.

He then approached her quickly and knelt down beside her, one knee on the ground and his other foot planted int the ground. Bent so it gave him some leverage.

Looking down forward and away from her. He placed his hand on her mid-section. Extending his mana outwards so he could feel through the use of water magic, he could achieve a feel for what was going on. But it didn't help as he couldn't control blood as efficently. Or even have the sense as to how he could use it.

It wasn't any later had he heard the gasping for air from the girl below him, her panting and it seemed like she was suffcating.

Man, these people didn't know a thing about injuries, more or less internal ones. When someone was injuried to this extent, you never have them lay on their back. For fear that blood clogs their throat or something else, makes it harder to breathe he believes.

Softly he moved his hand towarads the ground and grabbed at the grass. But his fingers dug deep into the ground and clenched his grip around what seemed to be a small slab of earth. But with a little tinkering and manipulation. It turned into a pointy spike.

Raising his right hand towards his left palm, he simply sliced open his palm as he held both hands over the girl who laid suffering on the ground before him.

Life-water then started to leak from his palm. Throwing away the spike he held in his right hand. He lowered his bleeding left towards Salem's mouth. (Which was probably open from the kissing but if it wasn't, he'd open it. ) There, he would pour his blood into Salem's mouth. Letting it fill up until it began to over floor her mouth.

When it hit the brim of her lips and threatened to fall out, he stopped his bleeding by shoving his left hand into the earth vertically and pulling it out once more with now a earthen gauntlet. He then quickly moved his right hand over towards her mouth and smoothly allowed the water through her esphogus and throughout her system. It was certainly enough to reach throughout her mid-section where the injury threatened the worse amount of damage.

From there on out he stopped his work and pushed himself back and sat cross legged. Watching her as he sat back facing the landscape above her. he watched her through the vibrations through the earth. Feeling her moments through a type of sonar.

He really didn't have to do anything else. The water in her system would fix everything for her. Even move the broken rib to it's proper place so it wouldn't but puncturing her lung anymore. True it was with the help of a little manipulation but still. . . . He didn't have to do much more. Life-Blood could heal any type of injury. Fatal or not. The only way that it wouldn't work was if the person was on the verge of death. But here. It wasn't so. Not yet. They just had to give it time. . .
(Deo Nemesis)