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devotedtothecore) wrote2012-07-14 02:24 am
devotedtothecore) wrote2012-07-14 02:24 am
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BACKTHREAD POST
All the backthreading goes here!!
[ how about if this next blow actually smashes hard enough to crack a few ribs ]
[ I'll clean it up properly when I'm done!
I'm super methodical like that ]
I'm super methodical like that ]
[hope you're prepared, then, when a fist connects with your jaw. He's only hit you with his full strength once or twice, but for someone as small as he is, he's no weakling]
[ well not really
that staggers him, head jerking aside, and he stops, for a moment ]
that staggers him, head jerking aside, and he stops, for a moment ]
[it's quickly followed by another]
[ that hits home too
SWINGS BACK AT YOURS ]
SWINGS BACK AT YOURS ]
[THAT HITS, and down he goes, wheezing and panting hard]
[ good that lets me slam a knee on your gut and keep going at you with more ]
[for only about a minute, though.
Remember that neat trick? Where the air explodes and you go flying?
Yeah. The wall missed you, bro]
Remember that neat trick? Where the air explodes and you go flying?
Yeah. The wall missed you, bro]
[ there's a solid crack of someone's skull greeting it, anyway
...gets to his feet moments after ]
...gets to his feet moments after ]
[he hasn't moved from where you left him, breathing heavy, the occasional wheeze here and there]
...
[ it's quiet.
he looks at his metal hand, turning it over slowly. ]
[ it's quiet.
he looks at his metal hand, turning it over slowly. ]
[there's probably some of Raven's blood on it, huh]
[ yyyyup sure looks it
...
slumps back against the wall, fingers round a mechanical wrist, shoulders trembling ]
...
slumps back against the wall, fingers round a mechanical wrist, shoulders trembling ]
[coughs, slowly rolling on his side and spitting out some blood. Voice hoarse]
Done yet, y'pathetic excuse for a Cephean?
Done yet, y'pathetic excuse for a Cephean?
...
Idiot. Idiot, fool, fucking bastard...
Idiot. Idiot, fool, fucking bastard...
[wheezes out a laugh]
Keep going.
Keep going.
[ a few more choice curses, including a choice Vulpeculan one you've only heard him use maybe all of twice. A shaky laugh of his own, short and sporadic. ]
You... set me up.
You... set me up.
[he doesn't say anything, but the grin he's wearing sure does]
I could have killed you.
I could have crushed you.
I could have crushed you.
[wheezes out another laugh]
Feel better yet?
Feel better yet?
[ A LITTLE AFTER INVISIDENTATA MONGLING SHENANIGANS I GUESS having moved semi-zoned out Aerta back to Apartment C and the nice comfortable laying-down-ness a bed affords Chrys is just gonna
sit beside it, back against the wall
for a while...
... probably a long while. Just sitting quiet. Legs splayed out in front of him, arms flopped over his thighs. ]
sit beside it, back against the wall
for a while...
... probably a long while. Just sitting quiet. Legs splayed out in front of him, arms flopped over his thighs. ]
[ oh goodness this is getting less pleasant as the shock and werebrain ware off. opens her eyes again with a bit of a grumble ]
.....
[ looks over to... ]
[ looks over to... ]
Well this is just entirely . . . missable, I think. Mm, entirely. . .
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