towerofanimus | i have killed many angels

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.....

i have killed many angels

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