Kuronue laid absolutely still for a long while, then tentatively sat up. Oooh and that hurt like a bitch. He winced, grimaced and made faces as he swore under his breath. He really didn't want to look at his right wing, which was hurting more than his left to the point where it was giving him one hell of a headache.
No seeing Yukimura then if he could help it, not like this. He glared at Akabane out of the corner of his eye, pressed a hand to his throat, over the line of blood Akabane's scalpel had left there. "I hope you know I consider this a draw. And I intend on having a rematch at some point." Far, far in the future maybe.
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Date: 2009-12-21 02:25 pm (UTC)No seeing Yukimura then if he could help it, not like this. He glared at Akabane out of the corner of his eye, pressed a hand to his throat, over the line of blood Akabane's scalpel had left there. "I hope you know I consider this a draw. And I intend on having a rematch at some point." Far, far in the future maybe.