[Peter glances back once at Leo before they begin.
A mirror of their last goodbye. Peter's eyes locked on Leo's face. A look meant to reassure Leo as much as draw strength for Peter. He turns his attention back to Mikey. He nods his assent to begin.
Mikey waits to be sure before his magic ripples to the surface. Peter is trying to stay loose and relaxed, aware of how it will hurt. He isn't sure if tensing up will make things worse.
When the ninpo connects, Peter hisses quietly at the sting of it. The glow of Mikey's ninpo fills the room. Peter's own slowly brightened up as well. A familiar crackling white of the web ninpo spreads out around them. The air is thick with magic, practically humming at a frequency that makes skin prickle and teeth ache.
Peter shakes wordlessly where he stands, just focusing on his breathing. He never lets go of Mikey, even as his skin throbs from the contact.
His eyes begin watering, black tears escaping and rolling down his cheeks. The staining at his fingertips begins spreading down his arm. As if peeling away the careful magic Leo had woven there.]
Almost.
[Peter sucks in a shaky breath, starting to lose his footing. He lasts another few moments before his voice shakes.] Stop.
[Mikey hesitates just for a moment too long before releasing his hold on Peter. The brunette staggers back in relief as his ninpo disconnects from Mikey's and he turns back towards Leo. He ends up taking a few steps forward before crumpling onto the kitchen floor with a pained exhale.]
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A mirror of their last goodbye. Peter's eyes locked on Leo's face. A look meant to reassure Leo as much as draw strength for Peter. He turns his attention back to Mikey. He nods his assent to begin.
Mikey waits to be sure before his magic ripples to the surface. Peter is trying to stay loose and relaxed, aware of how it will hurt. He isn't sure if tensing up will make things worse.
When the ninpo connects, Peter hisses quietly at the sting of it. The glow of Mikey's ninpo fills the room. Peter's own slowly brightened up as well. A familiar crackling white of the web ninpo spreads out around them. The air is thick with magic, practically humming at a frequency that makes skin prickle and teeth ache.
Peter shakes wordlessly where he stands, just focusing on his breathing. He never lets go of Mikey, even as his skin throbs from the contact.
His eyes begin watering, black tears escaping and rolling down his cheeks. The staining at his fingertips begins spreading down his arm. As if peeling away the careful magic Leo had woven there.]
Almost.
[Peter sucks in a shaky breath, starting to lose his footing. He lasts another few moments before his voice shakes.] Stop.
[Mikey hesitates just for a moment too long before releasing his hold on Peter. The brunette staggers back in relief as his ninpo disconnects from Mikey's and he turns back towards Leo. He ends up taking a few steps forward before crumpling onto the kitchen floor with a pained exhale.]