187 Near Disasters
At this juncture it would be reasonable, despite the inherent contradiction, to wonder if my rational mind is finally gone. The City being what it is, the better presumption would be that self-diagnosis is premature and I was indeed ambushed by a handful of aspiring ninja at four o'clock this morning. Something about proving themselves. I'm afraid I was preoccupied keeping sharp objects away from my throat and refraining from breaking their necks. The next individual who attempts to separate me from my sword will become intimately acquainted with the hassles of a broken collarbone.
[ooc: Memory alteration wore off and the dreams came back, thus awake insanely early again. He's wondering what happened to him, not that he'll say as much. This is post two-of-two that I wanted to get in despite semi-hiatus. *crawls back into hole, makes occasional short excursions*]
[ooc: Memory alteration wore off and the dreams came back, thus awake insanely early again. He's wondering what happened to him, not that he'll say as much. This is post two-of-two that I wanted to get in despite semi-hiatus. *crawls back into hole, makes occasional short excursions*]