Ryuhou (
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2008
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04
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02:28 pm
Current Mood:
crushed
Current Location:
the forest
Entry tags:
back from the malnosso
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the first time is always the worst?
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...they're stronger than...
I-I couldn't... my Alter, it... I tried, but...
...just let me die...
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reversedarkness.livejournal.com
2008-04-01 11:15 pm (UTC)
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*hurrying along through the forest, calling for Ryuhou in a frustrated tone*
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rubyeyes-ryuhou.livejournal.com
2008-04-02 01:19 am (UTC)
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*considers not answering, but finally sighs and calls out somewhat weakly*
...I'm here.
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reversedarkness.livejournal.com
2008-04-02 01:25 am (UTC)
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*perks up at the quiet voice and looks around, holding his breath a moment before following where he thought he heard it from*
Ah! Ryuhou! *hurries over to him* Jeez... they really messed you up..
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rubyeyes-ryuhou.livejournal.com
2008-04-02 03:16 am (UTC)
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*looks up at him wearily*
I've... had worse.
*his face is pale and clothes are ripped, showing deep, black scars twisting up his arms... the faint scars on his face are now more deeply pronounced, looking like cracks across his fair skin*
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reversedarkness.livejournal.com
2008-04-02 04:06 am (UTC)
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Yeah well...
*holds his breath and steps over* If I help you, think you can walk to make it back home?
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rubyeyes-ryuhou.livejournal.com
2008-04-03 04:50 am (UTC)
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I'll make it.
*his pride won't allow him to be carried anyway*
I just... need some rest. I'll be all right.
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...I'm here.
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Ah! Ryuhou! *hurries over to him* Jeez... they really messed you up..
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*his face is pale and clothes are ripped, showing deep, black scars twisting up his arms... the faint scars on his face are now more deeply pronounced, looking like cracks across his fair skin*
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*holds his breath and steps over* If I help you, think you can walk to make it back home?
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*his pride won't allow him to be carried anyway*
I just... need some rest. I'll be all right.