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[contract_star]

[And here's Hei again, back to his normal blank and emotionless self--except maybe for a vague sort of frustration--sometime after this. Oh, and he's also pretty much covered in blood. It's spattered all over the front of his coat and the sleeves are largely drenched in it. There's some spatter on his face and neck as well, though he doesn't really seem to notice. He's also holding his knife--also covered in blood and dripping it onto the floor, adding to the mess.]

[He looks around, a bit surprised by his surroundings, then just shrugs.]

So much for that.

[And he sets about trying to clean off his knife with a rag, muttering about drycleaning.]

Comments

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

I know. [Strained chuckle] Being a Mafai heir doesn't leave you much time for childhood illusions.

[contract_star]

It's unfortunate.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

It is. [Closes his eyes] But life is never fair, and that's just the cards we were dealt.

[contract_star]

[Smiles, because Dino seems to be one of the few people who understands this.]

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Sits there for a while, taking stock of his injuries and trying to come up with a good story to tell Romario and everyone else]