Entry tags:
[closed] black and blue
WHO: Kamui (
foeyay) and Kei (
livingimpaired)
WHERE: RAMEN
WHEN: Late March
WHAT: Kamui pays Kei a visit after getting punched through a brick wall.
WARNINGS: Blood, also everyone involved, eye gore
RAMEN's front entrance inched open at a painfully slow pace only to not close afterward, drawing all eyes to see what strange person had decided that the doorway was the best seat in the house. The sight that met any poor customers of the not-so-ramen shop was that of a young man slumped against the open door. His legs were shaking under his own weight, and he was clutching his stomach with both arms. A plip plip against the otherwise spotless floor emphasized the deep red color of blood that had soaked through the back and side of his shirt. When Kamui lifted his head, the ghostly pallor of his skin contrasted the blood on his lips in a terrifying way. He smiled up at Kei like he'd just come in to browse the menu.
"Yo."
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WHERE: RAMEN
WHEN: Late March
WHAT: Kamui pays Kei a visit after getting punched through a brick wall.
WARNINGS: Blood, also everyone involved, eye gore
RAMEN's front entrance inched open at a painfully slow pace only to not close afterward, drawing all eyes to see what strange person had decided that the doorway was the best seat in the house. The sight that met any poor customers of the not-so-ramen shop was that of a young man slumped against the open door. His legs were shaking under his own weight, and he was clutching his stomach with both arms. A plip plip against the otherwise spotless floor emphasized the deep red color of blood that had soaked through the back and side of his shirt. When Kamui lifted his head, the ghostly pallor of his skin contrasted the blood on his lips in a terrifying way. He smiled up at Kei like he'd just come in to browse the menu.
"Yo."