NINTH ENTRY.

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[The PCD flickers on, the small light illuminating the dark room just enough to see a figure step back and sit down on a large slab of concrete, staring at the machine. It's fairly obvious that he has more than one roughly-bandaged injuries, heavily favouring one leg and sitting as as to avoid putting pressure on half his ribcage. The room he is in

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[fanguuuus]

[He glances up at the area freezes, bringing his hands up in front of his face. As Nena calls out, he grimaces.]

Yeah, I'm not fucking deaf!

[Anymore. He blinks in the light, brows furrowed and stands shakily.]

..So... uh....

...hi.

[fanguuuus]

[He frowned, sitting back on the concrete slab at Rukia's command.]

Don't think I could if I wanted to... the fuck'm I gonna do then-Gah!

[He winces as Nena hugs him, hissing due to rib injuries.]

Goddamnit, Nena, I love you too, now get the fuck off. I wanna sleep. ....And see Aniki.

[fanguuuus]

[He growls something about pride and masculinity, but sits back and lets her do it. Her hands glow, and that's enough of a resume for him.]

Argh... fuck. fuck.. ow. How the hell're you gonna carry me?

[He looks at their size difference, clearly unbelieving.]

I'll use you as a bit of support... you don;t need t' fuckin' carry me...

[fanguuuus]

...I'm like twice your size. Don't need to be carried by...

[He looked at Nena incredulously, before growling in frustration.]

Goddamnit. At least let me fucking walk sort of if there's any people. Because that the shit.

[He rubs his forehead in exasperation. So much for pride.]

[fanguuuus]

U-wah?

[He lets out a confused noise as he's lifted, still scowling.]

Fine... I just wanna get to Aniki... [He sighed, lifting a palm t his forehead, and gives up arguing]