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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

[lamb_of_gold]

[Blink!] How much of that blood belongs to you, hm?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Sheepish grin] I'm not sure. Half I think. People like taking shots at me.

[lamb_of_gold]

Well, you'll have to point out your injuries, otherwise I will not find them in this mess.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Takes off his coat so you can see the slash on his arm.] There's this and a stab wound on my leg...

[lamb_of_gold]

Sit.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[More or less flops downs. His leg his hurting him more than he'll admit too.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Kneels and checks out his arm, glowing briefly before the cuts seal themselves shut, then moves on to the leg wound]

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Looking at his arm interested. No one can do that in his world] That's useful talent.

[lamb_of_gold]

It certainly can be... [Focusing on the leg. A moment later, it closes up as well]

There. Stay off it a day or two. The flesh is still tender, and it would not do if you tore it open or injured it worse.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Flexes his leg a bit] I'll keep that in mind. Thanks umm....[Realizes he and Mu have never been introduced]

[lamb_of_gold]

I am Mu.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet Mu. I'm Dino Cavallone.

[lamb_of_gold]

Good to meet you as well.