Dead-End Denial

I know they're dead. I know I'm dead. Indie Alex EMH RP Blog

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It’s been 8 months

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knockknockletmein:

Yeah, that’s a… Really long time. I’ve been inactive for so long and honestly?? I don’t think I’ll be back. Not fully. I don’t have the energy to roleplay in such a loose format anymore. Terribly sorry.

BUT! If you were still interested in RPing with me, and were willing to give a different medium a go, I’m setting up a Discord channel for RP. It will probably be clunky and awkward for a while, but I wanna try this, dammit. Inbox me or reblog or reply or whatever for details.

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[txt]hey you, conduit al and I are near the mall and there's a shit ton of D.U.P so just don't go there today ok?

[TXT: Less than Three] || yea i saw. how do ppl put up w this?? so hard to do shopng!!

[inhabitedconduit-blog]

Well honestly he was going to regret putting his phone away after he sent the last message. Really, he assumed Habit was keeping Alex busy by doing other things. Away from the mall…you know? normal grocery shopping. But no, today Habit obviously allowed him to do Christmas shopping or something. God damn it. 

 But for now, Evan was oblivious to the text message. He had acting as natural as possible. The D.U.P was obviously stupid as hell since they didn’t seem to recognize him right away. But it made it simple, he was sure the conduit Alex would congratulate him for a job well done when he finished with the mall. After all a ton of D.U.P agents were out and about in the mall, making sure everyone was a normal human being. 

It would be a huge blow to the D.U.P headquarters if he killed all the D.U.P and even some of the people inside the mall. If he made enough noise that leader of the D.U.P would rear his head and Evan could finally have sweet revenge for losing people who once meant the world to him. 

So finally once in the middle of the mall he started his attack. Striking a few innocent, the back of his mind making up the excuse that some of them might have been disguised D.U.P members or even sups off duty. But honestly, he was starting to crave the chaos, enjoying the screams of confusion and terror that came from it. 

 He ran, firing at anyone and everyone he could. Be it D.U.P or shoppers that simply “got in the way”. He had to make quick work of the mall, the faster the soldiers fell the more alarming the event would be to the D.U.P. 

The only time he stopped was when he took a step back to look at his work so far. Neon light shown brightly against plenty of bodies of innocent people and D.U.P alike. But there were still plenty of people alive.  

He walked through the screaming, fearful crowd. His hands glowing menacingly and for the first time in a while he smiled.

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He'd just left some small furniture store looking for the absurd requests Habit had sent him to collect when all hell broke loose. Alex didn't really have many good survival instincts for situations like these, so he basically just tried to stay with other people, stay out of the way, and try to find an exit. It wasn't hard to tell, even amongst all the panic and strife, that the attackers were conduits - like Evan - and were primarily attacking the DUP here. Which, sure, were a pain in the ass -- Scans here and there, patdowns occasionally, overall obtrusiveness. Didn't really deserve an attack on them, though. As he finds some cover where he can catch his breath and get his head sorted, he checked his phone to double check the message he'd recieved from Evan. Were they here too? Were they Okay?!

[TXT: Less than Three] || smthn hapenning @ mall. u OK?? hve u 2 left alrdy?

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[txt]hey you, conduit al and I are near the mall and there's a shit ton of D.U.P so just don't go there today ok?

[TXT: Less than Three] || yea i saw. how do ppl put up w this?? so hard to do shopng!!

[inhabitedconduit-blog]

Evan walked towards the kitchen and looked at his boyfriend a bit curiously. Normally during Halloween Evan wanted to be able to go trick or treating. But now DUP agents were out in droves. He didn’t want to risk anyone’s well being by attacking right now. Not to mention that after his attack earlier that day people were going to be on high alert. So pizza and a movie night would have to do. 

Besides Habit was most likely going to be out torturing some poor souls. He hoped they would have the house alone tonight just to be able to cuddle and have a good time. But the contents of what Habit had wanted Alex to get was making Evan kind of curious. 

“What’d the demon want you to get now?” He asked, moving to lean against the counter with a small smile. 

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"Uhm," He glanced around for a moment to remind himself, "Mostly... Cereal. And uh, cookies."

Sure, he thought Habit's requests were weird, but he wasn't going to question them. Questioning things was dangerous. So after he told Evan what Habit had him get, he just offered a shrug on the matter and left the kitchen.The loungeroom was a much more comfortable place to chat, he reasoned, and he didn't think Evan would mind relaxing on the couch with him.

"So what've you been up to?" He asked as he slumped comfortably into the couch.

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There were moments that Evan realized his life wasn’t so bad anymore. After the big change, he had to admit he messed up by killing all those DUP agents. Had to admit that it had been wrong, but once he had given in to those urges that voice in his head had been wanting him to- he had to admit it was hard to stop.

 Sure it was bad but he had his old friend back. He also had to admit- staring down at the neon covered bodies and knowing you had done that was one hell of a power rush. He honestly didn’t know how he had gone so long without doing this. He supposed it was because the one person who kept him truely grounded was gone. 

Vinnie was murdered months ago- but it had only been within the month that Vincent had stopped messaging him through the board he found. Most likely tired of Evan’s crying and moaning about how everything was terrible. Now- now it wasn’t so bad. 

He had his conduit Alex to tear up the city with and his boyfriend at night to hold him and tell him everything was ok. He wondered if Alex saw him on the news if he would stay with him or not…but he supposed they could cross that bridge later. For now he was cleaning himself up before Alex got home. Not wanting to step on Habit’s toes or anything. 

He knew if Habit found out about his killing sprees lately things wouldn’t be so great. There was plenty of things that could go wrong. Like Habit telling Alex in hopes shit would hit the fan. Or Habit demanding that Evan put his abilities and blood thirsty personality to good use by working for him. Yeah…Evan didn’t want any part of that. 

So he did his best to make sure any signs of blood was off his body before he changed clothes. He looked down at the stained clothing and sighed. They could be savable but…he didn’t want the blood to spark any attention. Then again…he could peg it on Habit. After all he liked the shirt that he had been wearing. 

So after a moment of consideration he put his clothes in the washing machine and went downstairs. A small smile on his lips as he hummed to himself. He had done plenty of mayhem tonight and he had to admit it felt good to flex his abilities like he had. It honestly was the closest thing to a high and happiness that he could get at the moment. 

“Hey, Alex.” Evan called, “I was thinking we order in some pizza and have a movie night. What do you think?” 

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Alex had only been home for maybe five minutes, having now become Habit's little errand boy - going out and gathering anything the grotesquely bodied demon himself didn't feel up to doing. Which lately was basically everything except murder. Alex supposed he was lucky for that. As he put away the seemingly absurd list of groceries the demon had demanded, the spin cycle of the washing machine audibly began to spin up. Though, that didn't really mean much to Alex - just that someone else was home. So he carried on with what he was doing. It didn't take him long to finish that off, and shortly afterward heard his name called out across the house.

"Yeah?" He replied to his name being called, then listened to the suggestion that came to follow. "Sounds good to me!"

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inhabitedconduit:

Evan sobbed for a few minutes before eventually moving an arm so he could use his fingers to plug his nose. He hated this- crying and showing how he wasn’t ok. Sure he knew he was safe showing his true emotions with Alex here but he never liked to be viewed as anything but strong. He took a few shaky breaths to calm himself. “I’m sorry I’m such a mess…” He whispered after a moment. Leaning in and giving him a small peck on the lips before resting his head in Alex’s shoulder again. “I keep hoping I’m gonna wake up and Vinnie will be ranting about me doing dumb shit…” He said “I thought things were settling down, getting normal again. But obviously that was dumb of me to hope for.”

"It's okay..." Alex mumbled in response when Evan apologised, not seeing any real need for the apology, but understanding that too. He could relate with Evan's sentiments of hoping for it to all be a dream, and really he almost did too. "Yeah..." Alex didn't know what to say, but he couldn't just lay there and wet his lips nervously. "I guess no matter our circumstances, we were all always fated for bad things to happen to us..." Not the most reassuring or comforting, he was sure, but he couldn't think of anything else.

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inhabitedconduit:

He knew he left Alex’s home after a couple months because he didnt want habit getting mad he was still there and hurting Alex. It was the only reason he had left honestly and he wanted so badly to go back to that house now that this had happened. Vincent had been having a normal life until Evan came back. He also felt bad for leaving without saying much to his boyfriend about it. All he knew if Alex was concerned about him and still wanted to be here. They still clearly loved one another and that’s all that mattered. Maybe eventually he could move back in- if he didnt think habit would be standing over him with a knife as a prank. Evan wrapped his arms tightly around Alex and pressed his face into his shoulder. He wasnt one to cry in front of a lot of people. Vincent was one of the very very few who had seen him even sob. Evan knew Alex had looked up to him, Evan was a rock in people’s eyes. But right now he was crumbling. His body heaved a moment as the first feeling of crying overcame him. His whole body began to shake as he tried to stop the tears but they wouldn’t be held back. He just silently sobbed into his boyfriends shoulder.

It physically hurt him to see Evan like this, but he understood entirely and couldn't fault him for it for a moment. He just held onto him firmly and let him let it out. Despite everything he knew could happen to himself if he stayed, he swore to himself again that he wasn't going to leave Evan's side, not until he was torn from him or sent away. All he could do was cling firmly to Evan as he cried. He wished he could set everything right, go back to how things were before everything went wrong - In his own timeline and in Evan's. Back to a time when nobody had died young, and they were all happy. Hell, he almost teared up a little himself at the thought.

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inhabitedconduit:

“Yeah…the concretes out so my backs fine.” He said gently, slowly moving so Alex could lay next to him. His back was sore still but he knew it wouldn’t last to much longer. He wasnt ok with anything else though. Vincent was dead and he had to burry him himself…he had lost someone extremely important to him. Someone he thought was the last person he had left. Evan leaned up and kissed Alex’s chin softly before resting his head on Alex’s chest. “Stay with me for a while ok…? I don’t know if I can be alone by myself in this house.”

"I won't go anywhere." Alex promised quietly, even if some little voice in the back of his head said he couldn't keep that promise - He wanted to try. When Evan shifted, he shifted too as appropriate, cuddling into him lovingly. Seeing Evan like this hurt him deeply, he wished there was something he could do to help, but he knew there wasn't.

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inhabitedconduit:

“It’s ok Alex…” He said, feeling his hesitation at one point and looking over at him “I have fast healing- just go at it and try not to think to much about it ok? I’ve been shot before- this is nothing ok?” He was trying his best to reassure him before groaning at the pain again and biting into a pillow as he tried to breathe. He didn’t want to worry his boyfriend more than he had to. After the second one was over with he took a breath. “God after this I think it’s safe to say we need to cuddle a bit yeah? Because I sure know I need it.” He stated with a pain chuckle

"Yeah, sounds good..." Alex replied as he broke off another spike. It was a faster process now, because he just wanted it to be over as quickly as possible. His hesitation was mostly faded as the motions became almost a routine. Soon enough, it was all gone, and he just gently wrapped his arms around Evan. "Are you okay?"

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inhabitedconduit:

“I fucked up pretty bad huh…?” He asked after a moment. His eyes looking at the ground when Alex said nothing. He tried to remain calm as he continued to just breath as he waited for the hammer. He was glad he had fixed the living room up. The kitchen was still absolutely trashed from Evans grief. When he felt the hammer he grimaced and bit down on the sofa in pain. Sure it wasn’t the smartest idea but it was better than going to the hospital. It took quite a while for the first one to break apart. Thanks to his fast healing the parts Inside him were already weak. So it didn’t take to much effort before the parts on the outside crumbled. “One down.” He groaned, “8 more to go…”

His breath sat like a lump in his throat as he was forced to listen to Evan's noises of pain. It was hard to tell himself he was helping when that was all he could hear. Certainly, this wasn't as difficult as he expected, and eventually he managed to fully swallow down his trepidation to hammer away the next spike. The motions started to become smooth, one hand rested gently against Evan's skin to reassure him and to brush away or pick at stray chunks of concrete - some came surprisingly easily. The other hand tapped firmly with the hammer as he couldn't help but bite on his lip, constantly fearful of causing damage or hurting Evan more than necessary.

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inhabitedconduit:

“They’re attached the the bone. I used a hammer for my back legs so that might be the best option.” He said after a second. He rested his his head on the couch as he tried to get his story together in the right order. “I…when I found vinnie dead I thought it was that faceless prick.” He took a breath “so after I buried vinnie I…I was so angry I kept hearing that voice in my head that I should make the dups pay. So I went to their headquarters and I killed…everyone.” He hadn’t realized just how bad his actions were. He thought he was doing a good think by avenging Vinnie but he had killed so many people. “I went to that things room and right before I could kill him- well you can see what he did. I didn’t even get to kill him.”

Alex listened with bated breath, refraining from saying anything about the decision Evan had made in grief. He understood grief, and there wasn't anything more he could say on it. He just grabbed the aforementioned hammer and held it nervously near the concrete. This seemed like a bad idea, but Evan seemed to know what he was doing, so he just followed instructions. As he started, he couldn't help but mumble a 'sorry' as he attempted to chip away the chunks of concrete.

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inhabitedconduit:

Evan did as he was told and slowly moved to lay on the couch. He groaned a bit in pain as he tried to get a bit more comfortable. Each spike on his back was about 8 inches in length. “So I’m thinking if we can’t take these out i’ll just become a part time dinosaur.” He said trying to joke around to hide his emotional and physical pain. He turned his head so he could get a better look at his boyfriend. “Thanks for coming by the way…” He said softly “So much shit happened I honestly don’t know where to begin my explanation about what happened…”

Alex held his breath nervously as he took in the damage, terrified that someone could do this to a person - it was just horrific. "Can you- uh, Can you at least tell me how this happened?" A hand hesitantly touched one of the spines of concrete that protruded grotesquely from Evan's back, and he questioned his ability to help. Swallowing that down, he spoke again, "Uhm, so I just pull them out, or something?"

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inhabitedconduit:

Evan wasn’t used to having so much concrete in him. Sure he had it a time or two but normally there was someone he was close to that knew how to remove the concrete wihtout hurting the bone. This time he had been using a hammer which hurt like an absolute bitch but once the concrete was take off that the skin could cover it it seemed to heal itself up. But He couldn’t reach his back…

[txt:boyfriend] Vinnie’s Dead, of course im not ok. As for the concrete ill live.

[txt:boyfriend] Yeah ill see you soon 

He finished off cracking the concrete in his leg and bent it experimentally. He had to admit he really did love the whole fast healing thing. He did not want to think about trying to get down to the bone to get the damn concrete out. 

When he heard the frantic knocking he got up, wincing at the pain in his back. He made his way to the door and let Alex inside before hugging onto his boyfriend tightly and pressing his face into Alex’s shoulder. 

He knew Alex was worried about the concrete but Evan really needed this comfort right now. He was happy to not be alone at the moment. It was a relief honestly.

Alex didn't hesitate to immediately grab Evan into a hug, though was careful about the concrete in his back that he'd heard about. It was obvious enough from the way Evan moved that he was incredible amounts of pain, and after ensuring his emotional health for a moment first, he helped him inside again so he could deal with the more obvious problem - the concrete. He wanted to just fix everything then and there, he wished he knew how. How the hell had Vinnie died? What was going on? Alex was absolutely wordless as he ushered Evan to the couch, encouraging him to lay down on it. Hopefully he'd get the idea and he could get an opporunity to pull everything out. Maybe what little medical skills Jeff had taught him would come in handy.

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inhabitedconduit:

[txt:Boyfriend] Hey, so I fucked up really bad today. Vinnie was killed today and I’m a mess. I did something I shouldn’t and now I kind of have concrete coming out of my back. 

[txt:Boyfriend] Do you think you can come over and either comfort me, help me get the concrete out of me, or both? I really need you right now. </3

[TXT: Less than three] || wtf??? r u ok???? [TXT: Less than three] || ill brt. can u xplane whn i get thr??

Suffice to say Alex did not take his time getting to Evan's house. If he didn't have a bad association with cars, he'd probably have driven there - but he couldn't legally drive so that just wasn't a thing that was going to happen. Still, didn't take him long to arrive at Evan's place and start knocking frantically at Evan's door. Maybe concrete was a normal thing in the universe that Evan existed in but it was certainly not for him, and that was cause for concern if there ever was one. "Yo Ev! I'm here!"

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frozenrabbits:

“Heh, yeah I don’t doubt it.” He admitted as he was taken to the couch. It was a lot to admit he needed help and thankfully this time he didn’t. It was clear enough to see that he was in a lot of pain and he was really thankful for Alex right now. 

He did seem a little nervous, however, when Alex went into the kitchen before returning with the glass of water. He drank it quickly not wanting to turn it completely sold before he finished it. He hadn’t had anything to drink for who knew how long. Now that he was calming down a bit the abilities weren’t being hostile towards the host and Evan was just trying to breath. 

Even though the heater wasn’t on Evan felt heat on his skin. He could feel his skin almost feel clammy. He was worried about it but it wasn’t nearly as bad as Vincent’s home was. Evan could stay here a lot longer without worrying about dying as quickly.Not to mention the cold water was also making him last longer now that he was a bit more hydrated. 

He didn’t really talk much more, still in a lot of pain and not completely calmed down. He was still in a lot of pain from his powers turning against him. He whimpered a bit and when Alex began bandaging him he forced a small smile that appeared more like a grimace.

“Yeah…it’s a really long story and if you couldn’t tell I can’t really control it…” He began, showing Alex his hands where there were near holes through them thanks to the spikes his powers made. He really wished he knew how to stop whatever this was…he wished he knew how to control his powers. 

"Yeah, I see that..." Was Alex's best excuse for a response, mumbled under his breath as his main focus is still taken up by patching up the wounds he can see. "You're sweating... Uhm, is there anything I can do to help that?" He finally asked nervously, looking Evan in the eyes, once he'd finished the bandages. Chances were that coupled with the whole ice thing, Evan was a bit of a real-life Mister Freeze. Not knowing was making this frustrating for Alex, he didn't know what to do to help.

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frozenrabbits:

Evan was trying his best to hold off screaming anymore at the pain. He was trying to endure it, maybe it would end sooner for him. He wouldn’t die like a coward begging and screaming as his own abilites snuffed him out. Or at least that’s what he was trying to do. tears would begin streaming down his face before freezing and falling on the snow below as perfect crystal shaped ice. 

 He tried his best to breath even when he thought he felt one of the spikes hit his shoulder bone. His breath hitched partially from the pain and also from that familiar voice he heard over the snow. 

He looked up slowly, shock overcoming him as Alex came to his aid. The spikes were pretty easy to break off considering their were the width of a needle. His skin had a thin layer of ice against his skin still as he was pulled out of the snow and into the warm house.  

 His abilities continued, only this time leaving a trail of frost where his feet were dragging before the frost would slowly melt. Evan attempted to just breath, forgetting for a moment about the consiquences of being somewhere warm for to long. It felt warm…cozy even in this house. 

 His eyes scanned the room tiredly as he tried to calm down. His skin a bright blue and parts of his skin was chapped from the cold. But it was nice feeling the icicles melting out of his hands. Ice moved over the wounds once again. He couldn’t heal very quickly if at all and the ice was the only thing keeping him from bleeding to death in some areas. 

“Alex…am I dreaming?” He asked softly, the letter he had gotten at the science facility had told him clearly that Vincent was the only one left. Unless that Mr.H person lied to him. All this trip had given him was confusion and pain- he almost thought the cell he woke up in was better than this time being awake while his powers were apparently trying to kill him. 

“This letter I found said you and Jeff were…” He began before shutting up, maybe this was him seeing things. After all he had gone through a ton of pain just now. Maybe he was still out there dying. 

"Hey Evan... You don't look too good." Alex could only offer a smile, he didn't know what to do here. The ice looked like it was coming from Evan, and he figured that was probably important. His head spun in thought as he let Evan down on the couch, and he tried to work out what to do from here. "Wait here," Were the brief instructions given before he hurriedly walked off, though shortly came back with an ice cold glass of water. The ice was definitely coming from Evan. "Uhm, yeah. It's a long story. I'll explain later." He replied to the notion of he and his brother being dead - technically very true. "What I'm more worried about is you, Ev. Are you making this ice? I'll uh, I'll get you some bandages. Uhm... Yeah." He wet his lip before he jogged off to get medical supplies. Hopefully that'd help Evan get some concise information out.

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frozenrabbits:

Evan was back outside- the last few moments of his time with Vincent were strangely fogged over. If it wasn’t for the holes in his hands where ice cold spikes were still obviously sticking out of him he would have assumed it went off without a hitch. Evan grit his teeth and attempted to pull them out but it just caused him to grunt in pain before giving up. It wasn’t worth bleeding to death over. He could always pull them out later. He walked through the snow, it appeared a snow storm was beginning which would cover him from any unwanted eyes. Sadly it also made it more difficult to walk in a straight line. Not that it mattered since he had absolutely no idea where he was going anyway. All he knew was when he turned back there were always ice spikes facing his direction as if stopping him from turning back.  It was frustrating to him! After all he had no idea how to even control these abilities and they seemed to have a mind of their own. As he walked towards one of the hills towards another set of houses Evan slipped. Feeling the ice underneath him and force him foreword. He yelped a bit and tumbled foreword down the slope before falling into a back yard. He whimpered a bit, attempting to get up when his abilities kicked in and the ice spikes began to get larger in the palms of his hands as it dug into the snow and the icey ground below. He sat up and tried to pull his hands out of their place but they hardly budged. He stopped when the pain became to much and he just sat their defeated for a while until he felt it on his back. Ice touching him, almost as sharp as blades, digging slowly into his shoulder blades. It would have been one thing if the pain would have made the icicles stop but it only made them grow faster digging into his skin. At first he attempted to fight harder until the pain became to much and he let out a pained scream. He could feel warm blood dripping down his back before freezing a few inches below where he was being stabbed. “Stop it stop it stop it!” He sobbed, he couldn’t control his abilities and he was stuck being tortured by them until someone helped.

Besides the snowstorm, everything was pretty quiet - Not that Alex had come to expect anything other than quiet. There was no one else in the house... ever. Hell, the entire neighbourhood is eerily silent damn near all the time. There wasn't anything to do besides sit at the window and watch the whiteness pass by, or pace around the house lamenting the current state of affairs. Neither of which were fun. A change in speed was most welcome, and a change in speed was what happened when a faint shouting came from the backyard. Odd. Naturally, Alex chose to investigate. He gave a quick jog across the house - it sounded pretty urgent - and stuck his face against the glass of the back window in an attempt to determine the source. It wasn't much help. Not only was it far too snowy outside to actually see anything, what he had seen was seemingly nonsensical and improbable. Well, he supposed it was now or never to scope it out - the noise was definitely emanating from the yard, afterall. The door opened with ease, but slammed back shut with the wind as soon as Alex had gotten outside, which resulted in a jump. Caught him off guard. Two steps out from the door was as far as he was going, for now, and from there in the snow he called out; "Hello? Is anyone-- Oh my god!" A wane in the snowfall allowed him to fully see what looked like Evan becoming entrapped within a painful exoskeleton of ice. Without delay he hurried over and immediately made his best efforts to break off the ice and pull Evan out of the snow. "Are you okay? Holy shit Ev."