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realityshifted2011-06-18 06:17 am
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[Mu's arrival is heralded by the clatter of cloth pieces, falling out of their presentational form, jarred by the suddenness of the transition to the Astral Plane. Mu is in his plainclothes, knelt next to the pile, bloody-tipped tools in one hand.
The other, his right, is bleeding profusely.
Mu seems concerned, but not at his hand gushing blood. In fact, he only spares that enough thought to move it over the pile of cloth parts, letting his blood fall onto them, and while he's staring at the wound, he's making no effort to close it.
Eventually, he sighs, balling his injured hand into a fist.]
Damn.
The other, his right, is bleeding profusely.
Mu seems concerned, but not at his hand gushing blood. In fact, he only spares that enough thought to move it over the pile of cloth parts, letting his blood fall onto them, and while he's staring at the wound, he's making no effort to close it.
Eventually, he sighs, balling his injured hand into a fist.]
Damn.