i have killed many angels

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

Characters: The Grand Highblood + anyone

Setting: He's starting at the cafeteria exit and is slowly making his way back to his room, or....?

Format: Any

Summary: The GHB got into a particularly nasty fight with the Summoner, but dragged himself out of the room once he assumed the Summoner fell unconscious. He's wounded all over by deep scratches,  particularly to his collar bone and throat area where he was bitten and clawed, respectively. There's also a long gash on his side, and a messy stab wound on one of his legs as well, so he's limping slightly.

Warnings: The Grand Highblood. Description of blood and whatnot.

The Grand Highblood wasn't 100% sure where he was going. There was that shoddy excuse of a respiteblock, which was his current destination, but it would take him a while in this state. In all honesty, he felt like shit. It's been a long motherfucking time since he's felt this tired and out of sorts.

With each step, he felt a stab of pain shoot up his injured leg and he was using the wall as a crutch. A truly pathetic sight for the oh-so-Grand-Highblood, a fleeting thought in his mind that made him scoff. He was trailing lots of blood, and he was a little worried that he might attract unwanted attention.....

Comments

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

No what? No we can tell everyone that I carried you or no I should put you down and let you bleed everywhere because if it's the second one then I'm not going to listen to you.

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[GOD OK he gives up arguing with her, but maybe he can pull himself free from her surprisingly freakishly monster grip. He tries to swipe at her to loosen her hold on him, since yeah, he was definitely talking about the second one.]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Even if he hits her it won't hurt, she's using her powers so she's pretty much invulnerable. She may stumble and drop him a bit but she would pick him up before he can get away from her.] Stop it! You're gonna just yourself more!

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[He's at a bit of a loss for what to do. Hitting her didn't seem to bother her at all, she would not set him down, and his consciousness is slowly diminishing with each passing minute.]

Ugh... take me to my room. 1-20. I do not wish to be all surrounded by motherfucking doctors.

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

Why would I do that? Then you'd get blood all over your stuff and all over your roommate's stuff and even if purple is your favorite color I don't think that they would like that very much!

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[An exasperated sigh!!! Molly.................]

Just motherfucking DO IT-- [his habitual yelling makes him cough and wheeze uncomfortable.]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[sarcastically]

Oh yeah, like now I'ma gonna bring you to your room.