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realityshifted2008-09-13 02:07 am
saythistostart.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-09-13 02:07 am
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[On the Plane appears a large mound of rubble, shifting uneasily as though it were just placed there and didn't have time to settle. A slightly corroded pillar stands next to the mound, teetering back and forth before it balances and stays where it is.
For a moment, nothing happens. Then... the rubble shifts and a hand pops out. It waves around before it finds good purchase among the rest of the debris, and soon, Ryotarou pulls himself out of the mess and rolls off the mound, stopping on his side. He's dirty and bloodied, and there are rips in his clothing where the sharper pieces broke through. The smaller cuts have healed already, but the larger ones are taking longer.
As it is, he just lets his head fall to the 'ground' and breathes in the fresh air.]
(ooc: ... This time, it is the fault of AIM dice.)
For a moment, nothing happens. Then... the rubble shifts and a hand pops out. It waves around before it finds good purchase among the rest of the debris, and soon, Ryotarou pulls himself out of the mess and rolls off the mound, stopping on his side. He's dirty and bloodied, and there are rips in his clothing where the sharper pieces broke through. The smaller cuts have healed already, but the larger ones are taking longer.
As it is, he just lets his head fall to the 'ground' and breathes in the fresh air.]
(ooc: ... This time, it is the fault of AIM dice.)
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