[A flash of unhidden irritation passes over his own emerald-green eyes as he stares up at this lousy excuse for an angel, his fingers clenching a little against the blanket he'd woken up underneath. 'leave that behind you', what the hell was that supposed to mean.
Cedar, an easy enough name. Like the tree, he thinks, and it sounds familiar enough to be from his own world. That's enough to make him chill out, just a little, but his shoulders do rise a little in defiance as he prepares himself for a reply.
The motion was a bad idea, it seemed, as a sharp pain rockets down his spine for moving in that way. His teeth clench in his attempt to hide it, but given the other had asked...]
...Like absolute shit. Head's swimming and it feels like someone did a tango on my back.
[A pause hits him, and the thoughts start bubbling up in his head. His dream, the weapons, the smell of blood, the feeling of adrenaline in his veins--]
I didn't go and get myself killed, did I. [That biting tone hasn't gone, but it seems to be starting to fade. The aching in his back wasn't getting better, either.]
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Cedar, an easy enough name. Like the tree, he thinks, and it sounds familiar enough to be from his own world. That's enough to make him chill out, just a little, but his shoulders do rise a little in defiance as he prepares himself for a reply.
The motion was a bad idea, it seemed, as a sharp pain rockets down his spine for moving in that way. His teeth clench in his attempt to hide it, but given the other had asked...]
...Like absolute shit. Head's swimming and it feels like someone did a tango on my back.
[A pause hits him, and the thoughts start bubbling up in his head. His dream, the weapons, the smell of blood, the feeling of adrenaline in his veins--]
I didn't go and get myself killed, did I. [That biting tone hasn't gone, but it seems to be starting to fade. The aching in his back wasn't getting better, either.]