Mar 10, 2011 03:04
[Though he's nursing his wounds from the day he arrived, Spain looks very composed as he sits near a window, his arm in a sling and a bandage around one leg, bruising around his throat.]
[He can't think about his injuries, after all, because they'll heal soon and he'll be fine. He has more important things to worry about. If you look closely, there's a small cross mark smeared on his forehead with black ash despite there not being church services or priests of the generic kind in HQ, he found a way and he's drinking water, not coffee.]
[It may be raining, but he's smiling as he looks out into one of the gardens of the head quarters, finding it beautiful even with the weather.]
{ooc: First day of lent/Ash Wednesday was... three hours ago sob. Still, I wanted to post with him again.}
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