Hell hath no fury
Seer
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
11-07-2019, 06:09 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-07-2019, 06:10 PM by Sirius.)
After his argument with Io, he slept fitfully, refusing herbs no numb the pain, and feeling every bit of the fire in his leg. It left him often pale-faced and shaking, but he was a stubborn old bastard, and he ignored it with a fierce savergy. The nasty break had punctured his skin, and the wound of its exit still remained. The broken leg, held in a cast, was all but useless and he could do nothing more then hobble with it. Still, he had conducted lessons for his pupils, and talked over with Deathbelle plans for supplies and keeping the great gear of the Empire moving. What time he was forced to spend idle, he hated. His nightmares were stronger than ever, and what little bits of sleep he was able to catch were riddled with them. Lost in his world of misery, he almost didn’t notice Zee’s appearance. He had expected her to keep away, and would startle, surprise, at seeing her in his den entrance. He paused, captivated by the light bathe before him. She was a sight for sore eyes, more so than he could ever admit. He looked longingly at her, but it was clear from her tone that her anger was yet to abade. “I decided there was only one sure way to take a holiday.” he said, voice dry as could be as he met the icy, angry stare of his blue eyed Wife. |
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