[ Marco says it teasingly as Jean places his hand on top of his, so they're both holding the hilt. Marco has the strange urge to tell Jean that he's it, like they're in a game of tag. He holds off, though. ]
Okay, on three. One, two ... three!
[ Marco pulls with all his might at the same time as Jean. For friends like these, they don't need a fancy statement or words of encouragement. Just like their friendship, the sword slides from the stone easily, becoming energy in their hands.
And yet, Marco is not surprised when the energy chooses to travel up his arm instead of Jean's, coalescing around him and making him glow brightly. He looks at Jean and tilts his head with a smile. ]
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[ Marco says it teasingly as Jean places his hand on top of his, so they're both holding the hilt. Marco has the strange urge to tell Jean that he's it, like they're in a game of tag. He holds off, though. ]
Okay, on three. One, two ... three!
[ Marco pulls with all his might at the same time as Jean. For friends like these, they don't need a fancy statement or words of encouragement. Just like their friendship, the sword slides from the stone easily, becoming energy in their hands.
And yet, Marco is not surprised when the energy chooses to travel up his arm instead of Jean's, coalescing around him and making him glow brightly. He looks at Jean and tilts his head with a smile. ]
I guess I am the more protective type.