Well that certainly got their attention. Ankh couldn't help but smirk at this. There was a slight tick of his tongue as he looked at Abel in annoyance. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Ankh opened his mouth to answer and then remember oh wait his hand still frikkin' hurt. He didn't want to abandon the officer, but at this rate it was a better alternative than letting the hand get broken. So, he wrenched his body downward, and instead of loosing his arm from Abel's grip, his body seemed to fall out of the armored hand like it was a glove and collapsed to the ground, falling immediately unconscious while hair turned into a normal, straight brown cut.
When he spoke again, it was coming from the now disembodied arm rather than the body and almost had an echo quality to it. "Exactly what it sounds like, idiot," He finally spat out an answer. Sure it was a lot more inconvenient being a floating arm, but for once his Greeed senses came in handy to dull the pain.
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Ankh opened his mouth to answer and then remember oh wait his hand still frikkin' hurt. He didn't want to abandon the officer, but at this rate it was a better alternative than letting the hand get broken. So, he wrenched his body downward, and instead of loosing his arm from Abel's grip, his body seemed to fall out of the armored hand like it was a glove and collapsed to the ground, falling immediately unconscious while hair turned into a normal, straight brown cut.
When he spoke again, it was coming from the now disembodied arm rather than the body and almost had an echo quality to it. "Exactly what it sounds like, idiot," He finally spat out an answer. Sure it was a lot more inconvenient being a floating arm, but for once his Greeed senses came in handy to dull the pain.