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Aggea held her arm up in panic. "Uh!! Um.... The..... The..... The.... the sarcastic one????" she blurted.

He looked at her distressed. What would he do?!

Aggea bit down on her lip. She realllllly wasn't helping......
"What will yuo do when you find out which one is him?"

Claire fell to his knees which made the water go up to his chest. "I... I'll have to kill Chailine.... Rodney will be too weak to..."

She sat down next to him, scooching closer, trying to get a better look at the orange essances. The water...it felt nice. Somewhere, somehow, after all this, it reminded her that she was alive. And that she had gotten everyone into trouble.

Okay, on second thought, it didn't seem so nice anymore.

"How?" She murmered. "You can't get Rodney back?" Aggea's voice rang with a sweet sadness. "You can get him back from that?"

Claire nodded slowly. "W-We restore on our own. Th..The more times we do it the longer it takes though! Rod's done it a bunch of times but I don't know if Chailine ever has!" He started to wail again, terrified of what would happen if the experianced omnia restored before their ally.

She was beging to understand. Aggea nudged even closer. She blinked, and said quetily, as if thinking to herself, "Well..."

Claire kept wailing, hiding his face in his crossed arms, one essence in each hand and glowing softly.

Aggea sat down, more confortably, and streached her legs out in the water. She lifted her hands to her face, as if to think. "We could....wait."

Claire nodded slowly. The water began to get colder as time passed, but still neither omnia regenerated.

"She'll regenerate first...right?" Aggea said slowly, peaking over at Claire. "Right?"

"I...I dunno.." Claire began to shiver and noticed it was almost nighttime. He trembled. Things came out at night.... no to mention it was cold.

She got up, her face starting to brightn. "Well, if she does, then we'll know which one's Rodney, right!" Water dripped from her clothes, and she too noticed the chill. But that would be important later. Right now was her moment of thought.

"B-Buh... But then sh-she'll t-try to kill us!" He stutterd from the cold, it was so cold.

Now, Aggy was standing up straight. With her idea and everything. Something about Rodney comeing back to life must of revealed her, because she even smiled a bit. "We'll just have to run really fast with the essance, won't we?"

He shook his head. "If we move him when he starts t..t.to restore he'll get h-hurt...."

She blinked, a troubled look on her face. "So...that wont work...huh? Um...." Her shinning moment over, she sat back in the water, keeping herself as far in the water as she could, because it was warmer underneth.
"Um....well...could we put the essances in two seperate places...or...would that hurt Rodney two...?" she signed, sounding bummed, but eyeballing Claire. "Claire...hey...are you okay?"

Claire shook his head again, his tears slowing. "I dunno... that's all I k-know... I-I'm n-n-not a tr-trueee omnia yet..." He continued to shiver from the cold, holding the essencses up out of the flood waters.

She signed softly. "At any rate...we should get warmat least. She shivered, her teeth chattering only slightly. Aggea got up out of the water, and now she was getting really cold. That darn being wet logic. She hoped Claire would fallow as she started to walk away to search for a dry place.

Claire did follow, but at a much slower pace. His body was shutting down... Blood churning very slowly, so slooooowly. A large splash and he was in the freezing water, getting colder. Oh yeah... He just remembered, his omnia form.... it was cold blooded... that was why he was.... he was.... what was he doing?

Aggea turned around and eyed Claire with alarm. "Claire? Hey!" she burted, a sudden franticness begining to grow in her heart again. She and been alret, but this...it still...
Dang.

He flopped in the water, trying to get up but too cold to do so. He shivered violently, clutching the essenses.

Aggea Knelt down in the water. How shw wished that she could make a flame, or something. The water, the earth, the fire, the air...and so much more. She used to use it all. She could have made this water move away, warmed the air with fire. But now....
She inched closer to Claire, and evenutally wrapped her hands around his arms. She needed to get him somewhere, now. Somewhere that wasn't here. Somewhere warmer, less wet. Where he could rest. Before something happened to him. "Claire. Come on. Let me help you, I could walk with you, okay? Would that be okay?"
The water was so much warmer behith, But up above, she shivered. Her clothes stuck to her body, and the chill from the water stuck from the clothes. As soon as she peeled her shirt loose, so it wasn't sticking on her, she would feel the chill from the air. Claire would feel the air's stale coldness. Right now, she had to help him, no nothing I could do exuse.

Gwad, she was proably the most pathedic Nightphase.

What only made Claire's condition worse was that Rodney's body began to reform, cold water gripping onto his arm as Aggea hoisted him from the new river. He groaned and tried to help Aggea get him out of the river but the extra weight from Rodney reforming his body was making it very difficult.

She could do this. She could. Aggea stuggled against the weight, and steped a few steps. And she looked at Claire, and the awakradsness of the essance. What was happeing too it? Was it Rodney? Or the other?
She and Claier moved quiet a bit of ways through the water. She saw all the reckage of Rodneys fight. "What's happening?" she breathed out loud, but not talking to anyone in particular.

Once again Claire tried to help himself. The combination of the other male omnia and current in the thick muddy water made it difficult. The cold only made this more miserable. He still clutched Chailine's essence tightly. Not because he was trying to save her, but because he was trying to break and kill her. Claire could barely feel his limbs and only wound up squeezing her tightly.

There was a house up aheah, perhaps as abondened as the others. But it was a house. Aggea hopped dearly that it was. It you be dry there. Even if it was that blankless room that she had come across in her ealier searches. Aggy tried to brush closer to Claire reasuringly, and told him. "It may or may not be a good idea, but I'm going to take us up there. It's the onlything I can think of. Okay?"
And she shivered, the rain drops themselves were cold. Chilling to the bone. The whole air hung over thickly. This was not a refreshing rain. This was an angry one. Aggea opened her eyes from the thought, and locked there gaze on that house, where she went towards it, step by step.

Claire tried to nod but barely moved. If his mind wasn't so clouded he would likely br thinking about how useless he was right now.... but in his state, the only thing he thought was the word cold. Cold.... So cold...

[Claaaaaaaaaaireeeeeeeeeeeeee ]

Provisions. She needed provisions. She had nothing to help them, food, blankets, a change of clothes, she didn't even have a way to start a fire. Aggea fumbled them up to the patio of the house. It was very dry, ethier, despite having something over head.
She looked at the back door, right there. Knock? Don't knock? She decided aganst it.
Aggea whisphered to Claire that she was going to let him down, and did so.
He looked horrible. He hadn't said anything at all. Oh Claire...
Aggea wish Mocha were here. She'd know what to do. Even if the ment getting battered and bruised for being stupied. Or Edo. Somebody who would know what to do.
Aggea tried the knob. It was locked. Inside, that alaremed her, becuase this house might belong to someone. But she couldn't stop now. Not knowing where, or how she had to hit the door, Aggea wingged it, and just slammed her side against the door over and over again until it broke.

The omnia groaned and shivered, still forcing his grip on Chailine's essence. Finally it cracked but not deep enough to be enough damage to fully destroy it. Coherant thoughts were becoming much harder to come by, and Claire could just feel himself slipping away more and more. Rodney, on the other hand, was in the opposite situation. His body was still water and his foggy mind was just starting to clear. Clothes formed over the water skin and changed from liquid to solid as the water boiled.