temperm: (oh dear.)
Meguro Gau // 目黒 俄雨 ([personal profile] temperm) wrote 2013-10-22 08:29 am (UTC)

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[He saw orange hair, he saw a flash of dirty green, he heard something spat at him-

And he felt pain, red pain, flash across his face, obscuring any claim to vision the boy had.

(He had to breathe and he couldn't, he had to breathe and all he could do was gargle blood down his throat, it was that memory all over again, the suffocating memory of his death).

Instantly, he stumbled backward, unseeing and hazed eyes wide, covering his nose desperately with his hands but still standing, unbelievably.

(He's terrified, terrified beyond belief that the same madness that drove that man to knock him to the ground had infected Badou, that Badou would do the exact same, but with the viciousness Gau knows has been building up for some time.)]


S-ST-!

[He scores the room for a weapon, a pole, anything to strike the other boy away, strike him down, kill him if he had to-

Such thoughts reflected in those green, wild-looking eyes.]

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