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exsiliumlogs2013-01-21 12:14 am
blacklord) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-01-21 12:14 am
[closed] after all that was said
Date & Time: 01/23, morning
Location: OUTSIDE. STREETS. IDK THEY'RE OUT ON A NICE WALK
Characters: Bariyan e Kodhi (blacklord), Koltira Deathweaver Brightdawn (brightdawn), Martin "wHERE DID ALL MY DEAD DADS GO :'(" Darkov (theguideless)
Summary: bariyan gets timeswapped, chaos ensues
Warnings: bariyan's princess self is bleeding all over the place yeah w/e MOSTLY WARNING FOR MELODRAMA
[ He drops mid-sentence.
There's no smooth segue into the switch, no warning beforehand, hardly even a pause in his speech before he's gone and changed. Blink of an eye. Not enough time to even draw a breath. Then Bariyan hits the ground with his knees and flinches, eyes shutting, head bowed, shoulders tensing in anticipation of a blow that never comes. Numb and wounded and waiting.
The seconds tick by.
Blood soaks into his torn shirt. It trickles down his shredded arms, flecks onto the medallion that now swings loose from his neck. There is a single, shallow slice in the left side of his throat and it's this cut that he brings a hand to, blinking in the strange dim light as he realizes...
He brings his head back up, sharply, staring at Koltira with dazed blue eyes. His eyebrows draw together in bewilderment.
Bariyan opens his mouth to speak. He chokes on the first syllable as the pain finally registers, and doubles over again. ]
Location: OUTSIDE. STREETS. IDK THEY'RE OUT ON A NICE WALK
Characters: Bariyan e Kodhi (
blacklord), Koltira brightdawn), Martin "wHERE DID ALL MY DEAD DADS GO :'(" Darkov (theguideless) Summary: bariyan gets timeswapped, chaos ensues
Warnings: bariyan's princess self is bleeding all over the place yeah w/e MOSTLY WARNING FOR MELODRAMA
[ He drops mid-sentence.
There's no smooth segue into the switch, no warning beforehand, hardly even a pause in his speech before he's gone and changed. Blink of an eye. Not enough time to even draw a breath. Then Bariyan hits the ground with his knees and flinches, eyes shutting, head bowed, shoulders tensing in anticipation of a blow that never comes. Numb and wounded and waiting.
The seconds tick by.
Blood soaks into his torn shirt. It trickles down his shredded arms, flecks onto the medallion that now swings loose from his neck. There is a single, shallow slice in the left side of his throat and it's this cut that he brings a hand to, blinking in the strange dim light as he realizes...
He brings his head back up, sharply, staring at Koltira with dazed blue eyes. His eyebrows draw together in bewilderment.
Bariyan opens his mouth to speak. He chokes on the first syllable as the pain finally registers, and doubles over again. ]
no subject
He turns back to Koltira when the other man speaks, blinking equally sadly into the bright grin. ]
Kol...tira? [ Bariyan tilts his head to the side. There is something he should say... oh, yes. Solemnly: ] Thank you.