Animus Vox
Aug 18, 2011 0:04:11 GMT -8
Post by Kii! on Aug 18, 2011 0:04:11 GMT -8
”Heh, don’t worry,” I said, giving Masuerta a weak grin and flexing my skinless arm, though grimacing as I did at the sharp pain it caused. ”I won’t die,” I grunted, sitting up. ”Not that easily, at least.” Still, I gave a wary look down at the patches of deep red on the titan’s palm.
From my high spot, perched on the hand of an earthen titan, I could see the entire clearing that had so recently been a battlefield. My ashen eyes darted this way and that, taking in everything I could--and most importantly, everyone I could. It had all happened so fast, though I couldn’t deny that it felt like ages while it was happening. My memory was a bit fuzzy, too, probably because I lost control. Even then, I wasn’t sure what happened. All I knew was that I couldn’t resist everything building up inside. It was hard to recall how many people had been there at the start, though I knew--I knew so well that I’d seen only one person die. I wasn’t going to forget it, a memory frozen still in my head like some nightmare buried in my psyche. With a shake of my head, I looked to the spot where he’d perished, then cringed and turned away. I hadn’t even known him; he had a name, a past, friends, a family, and most importantly, he had a future. But in that moment, it had been taken from him. I knew now how naive I’d been to consider ever bringing peace to the world without death, but I still just couldn’t swallow it yet. I knew I would soon, though. I had to.
Eventually, my gaze settled on a person I hadn’t recognized as a participant in the fight, apparently speaking with the unarmored man that had so easily destroyed the Hachibi. I couldn’t tell where he was from, but my guess was Kumogakure; after all, it seemed that had been the Bijuu’s destination. Either way, I wanted to thank him for saving us. All of us. If they hadn’t come, I knew too well, now, that we’d have died. Yet, I knew I needed medical attention--but my chakra was all but dried up, and there was no way I was going to be able to repair a wound of this magnitude. So I’d simply do what I could. Unfortunately, the bandages I wore around my arms were destroyed by the Hachibi along with my skin, and so I could only use whatever clothing I had on me. Removing my blazer, I simply tore it in two and began wrapping it around my arms, tight as I could to stop the constant blood flow. Luckily, I’d taken a blood increasing pill, or I’d likely already fallen unconscious. Sighing, I tugged at the tie around my collar until it came loose entirely, holding it in my right hand lazily.
”I want to thank them,” I said, glancing up at Masuerta, then to the men who’d destroyed the Bijuu.
