[That catches him right in the solar plexus and makes him bow over. He doesn't drop because he's taken more than his fair share of hits there and if superheroes dropped every time they got womped that way they'd never make it through a fight. But it definitely knocks him for a loop.]
What the hell?! [He wheezes it.] Rob! What was that for -
[The gesture he makes with his hand is unconscious. It's just an angry, grabby gesture, it's not meant to actually snatch onto anything.]
[But something snags. Magic accompanies the gesture and grabs something inside Tim. Kon breathes in with a sharp intake of breath in response -- pure alarm, cutting through the fog -- and that unfortunately helps pull what he snagged out, like he's sucking it out just like he was sucking the energy out of the Wheelers.]
[It slips out of Tim's mouth, a silvery, fluttery, glittering little orb still connected to his body by a beautiful, delicate thread. Kon knows what it is instantly. Raven showed him his own soul after all, after the Luthor thing.]
[Then the little orb snaps back through Tim's mouth to where it's supposed to be. That doesn't mean Tim's body will immediately start working again, that'll take a few moments longer, but he'll be able to see again properly.]
[The first thing he'll be able to see is the black clearing away from Kon's eyes, chased away by the concern. He'll be able to see the way Kon's blue eyes widen as they trace a line from where Tim's soul'd just been to Kon's own extended hand. Tim'll be able to see the look of abject horror on Kon's face that comes when he understands what he's done.]
[The noise he makes isn't a cry, isn't a scream. It's more of a wheeze, a sharp intake of breath that doesn't make it all the way to 'sob.']
[He lunges towards Tim, ready to catch him if he falls.]
no subject
[That catches him right in the solar plexus and makes him bow over. He doesn't drop because he's taken more than his fair share of hits there and if superheroes dropped every time they got womped that way they'd never make it through a fight. But it definitely knocks him for a loop.]
What the hell?! [He wheezes it.] Rob! What was that for -
[The gesture he makes with his hand is unconscious. It's just an angry, grabby gesture, it's not meant to actually snatch onto anything.]
[But something snags. Magic accompanies the gesture and grabs something inside Tim. Kon breathes in with a sharp intake of breath in response -- pure alarm, cutting through the fog -- and that unfortunately helps pull what he snagged out, like he's sucking it out just like he was sucking the energy out of the Wheelers.]
[It slips out of Tim's mouth, a silvery, fluttery, glittering little orb still connected to his body by a beautiful, delicate thread. Kon knows what it is instantly. Raven showed him his own soul after all, after the Luthor thing.]
[Then the little orb snaps back through Tim's mouth to where it's supposed to be. That doesn't mean Tim's body will immediately start working again, that'll take a few moments longer, but he'll be able to see again properly.]
[The first thing he'll be able to see is the black clearing away from Kon's eyes, chased away by the concern. He'll be able to see the way Kon's blue eyes widen as they trace a line from where Tim's soul'd just been to Kon's own extended hand. Tim'll be able to see the look of abject horror on Kon's face that comes when he understands what he's done.]
[The noise he makes isn't a cry, isn't a scream. It's more of a wheeze, a sharp intake of breath that doesn't make it all the way to 'sob.']
[He lunges towards Tim, ready to catch him if he falls.]