the grand highblood (
grandhighblood) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-01-12 12:32 am
Entry tags:
we need some downtime
Characters: the grand highblood
Setting: that weird spring forever floor
Format: don't care
Summary: he is bleeding a little but he's pretty beat up from that fight, and worn out. being a big target is tough work, ok??? he's been wandering around the new floors and found himself sitting out in the middle of the grassy field. oh god do you want to approach him? he looks surprisingly peaceful???
Warnings: the grand highblood
[ it's really bright on this floor, but he found himself adjusting to it somewhat. it definitely wasn't anything as strong as Alternia's sun. he's sore, scratched up, bruised and plain old tired, so he's sitting in the middle of a grassy field, surrounded by delicate yellow and purple flowers.
a very bizarre scene indeed.
he's just resting up, trying to regain some strength. ]
Setting: that weird spring forever floor
Format: don't care
Summary: he is bleeding a little but he's pretty beat up from that fight, and worn out. being a big target is tough work, ok??? he's been wandering around the new floors and found himself sitting out in the middle of the grassy field. oh god do you want to approach him? he looks surprisingly peaceful???
Warnings: the grand highblood
[ it's really bright on this floor, but he found himself adjusting to it somewhat. it definitely wasn't anything as strong as Alternia's sun. he's sore, scratched up, bruised and plain old tired, so he's sitting in the middle of a grassy field, surrounded by delicate yellow and purple flowers.
a very bizarre scene indeed.
he's just resting up, trying to regain some strength. ]

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A week? Maybe a little less. Depends on how much rest I get.
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Guess I'll just have to motherfucking come on back and check on your progress later. [Then he cackles loudly, like he saw something funny on Stein's person. But he just pulls his claw back for a minute, tilts his head to admire his handiwork, then sharply swings his hand across her stomach, couple of claws scratching into her skin. Blood springs from the shallow cut, and his work is done.
:o) ]