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[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[Daichi appears suddenly on the Plane. He brought his bed with him, apparently. He's flopped on it rather haphazardly, face-down. He's only resting on one very lumpy pillow; the other one (which is slowly spewing foam from a rather nasty tear) is under his left foot. His right foot and arm are dangling over the edge, and the blankets are completely in disarray.
Daichi himself looks rather miserable, not to mention exhausted. His glasses are askew, almost completely fallen off, and he has several bruises on his limbs (and a mean looking welt developing on his forehead). Not to mention a muscle is dully pulsing painfully somewhere in his thigh. Instead of his usual casual garb, Daichi's wearing his karate gi. His right arm is out of its sleeve, as if Daichi was in the process to remove his clothing, but found himself too tired and gave up halfway through. When he speaks, his voice is very raspy and scratchy, as if he had been yelling for an extended period of time.]

Tell me somebody in this stupid Space has ice.

Or aspirin.

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[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Shun has noticed the bed and so has to come over] What happened to you?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[mumbled into pillow] Dad happened. Forced practice. Ten hours. No holds barred.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Shun has been through practices like that before] Ouch, practices like that are always exhausting. Do you want me to deal with the bruises so can at least rest without pain?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[slowly turns his head to look at Shun] ...Deal with?

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

I can Heal them if you want me too.

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

You can do that?

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Here, [Healing bruises isn't that hard so he gets rid of one of the smaller ones.] see?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Tired and slightly sore looking]And here I'd thought you'd been lost to time.

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[Daichi waves weakly at Mu, but he was actually trying to wave Mu away. His arms are just too tired :|b] Dunno what you're talking 'bout.

[lamb_of_gold]

It's been awhile since you've come here.

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[grunts] No metabugs. Not much point.

[lamb_of_gold]

Have they replenished themselves back home then?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

Not really. Since Amasawa almost got Coiled.

[lamb_of_gold]

Coiled?

[didorothy]

[hands in pockets, somewhat concerned, somewhat amused] What happened to you, Daichi?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

My dad put me through ten hour training...

[didorothy]

What for, a zombie apocalypse?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[looks at Sam like he's an idiot] Nooooo! He says I'm not manly enough. And I've gotta inherit the dojo.

[didorothy]

[amused] That'd be a sight.

But you're all right, Daichi? Not badly injured?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[is an idiot] What would?

I felt like I was dying! Everything hurt!
[jerks his thumb at Shun] ...But he helped me out.

[mustbesymmetric.livejournal.com]

Looks like you picked a fight and lost.

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[glares at strange new person] Yeah, so what?

[mustbesymmetric.livejournal.com]

What were you fighting over?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

Not fighting. Karate training.

[mustbesymmetric.livejournal.com]

.... You must train like Black Star. Making any progress?