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[Russel his kindof limping and stumbling in the street. Something had exploded and he'd taken cover. When he came out from his cover, he was in Central. He'd never seen this city before. This Russel was from Xenotime, Kentucky. Central City didn't exist. He was willing to believe that this was the aftereffects of someone's mutant powers.
Dressed in jeans, a tshirt, and jean jacket, all of which were steadily being covered more and more with his own blood. Embedded in his side was some wooden schrapnel. He pulled out some of the bigger bits, and just wrapped his arms tightly around himself.
To say he was shellshocked would put it mildly. He's in a daze. And losing a lot of blood.
...And on his forehead is CE.]
((This is Russel from xi_rpg. Priority goes to phytokinesis but anyone is fine to bother him.))
Dressed in jeans, a tshirt, and jean jacket, all of which were steadily being covered more and more with his own blood. Embedded in his side was some wooden schrapnel. He pulled out some of the bigger bits, and just wrapped his arms tightly around himself.
To say he was shellshocked would put it mildly. He's in a daze. And losing a lot of blood.
...And on his forehead is CE.]
((This is Russel from xi_rpg. Priority goes to phytokinesis but anyone is fine to bother him.))