dijun: ostian.dw (033.)
zhongli ([personal profile] dijun) wrote2025-02-07 10:31 pm
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fried: (seventy-four)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-07 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ HE'S FINE ON THE COLLAR gives you my injury copypaste:

he has like, stab wounds everywhere. it's his shoulder, his legs, and in his stomach. they look like someone was trying to run him through with a sword with the shoulder and stomach, but the legs are more shallow, thinner. one of his arms is just absolutely useless - a gouge near the inner elbow/forearm, something that looks like it was made with some sort of sharp teeth. it's messy. there's also some sort of gouge-y bite wound on his shoulder, too.

he's got slash marks across his face, too. kind of claw like. and his left ear is ripped in half - it's missing the top half of it, so he's just got half an ear. it's all bandaged as much as it can be.

he doesn't move again, breathing harshly. ]


I should be restrained.
fried: DNT (ninety-six)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-07 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ uwu ]

I tried to... I tried to strangle Shadowheart. [ he says, distantly. ] The woods are behind my eyes.
fried: (eighty)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-07 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ OH, YOU KNOW, ]

Yes. [ he says, finally, swallowing hard. ] The car crash was my fault.
fried: DNT (ninety-nine)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-07 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ he closes his eyes. his fingers twitch. ]

Possession, I suppose. Whatever it was wanted the rest of them dead, by any means necessary.
fried: (eighty)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-07 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ no!! apparently not!! CAN'T WAIT FOR MY CLOSEST CR TO BE DEAD TOMORROW ]

Mm. [ that's... all he can manage. he's trying very hard not to drift. ]
fried: DNT (eighty-six)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-07 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ i hope i die for my birthday

he takes the cup, and while he feels a slight bit of shame at the straw, he's too tired to really feel it. it's embarrassing, but he knows his limits, and his gratitude is clear. his pride is his own problem.

a deep breath. ]


I'm here. [ ... ] I don't have the time to leave, anyhow. Or the ability, between you and Anders.

[ anders just slaps him upside the head every time he drifts ]