Feb 18, 2009 18:39
Win.
That's all that needs to be said. Just win. We won. Riku won. Axel was a flaming beast.
It was fantastic. Got myself a little German Shepherd puppy. Apparently one of the bastards brought a guard dog with him to fight. A severely pregnant bitch. Felt terrible about having to do her in, but at least her pup can have a chance at a better life than violence.
Anyway... surgery... he's in it. Riku is. He's going to need some serious healing time and they'll probably keep him sedated to semi-coma for at least two or three days, possibly up to a week and a half, to give his system time to repair itself. Personally, I'm in severe physical pain. Ugh... I have fourteen stitches. Not total- total, I have about 86. But I have fourteen stitches. In my nipple. What kind of bastard stabs someone there? That's just wrong, man... oh, and I'm deaf on one side. My ear was wounded and now it's wrapped up and stuff. I can't hear shit out of it. I'm not sure what's up with Axel. He seemed okay last I saw of him. One of the trained boys jumped on him with gauze and iodine, so I assume nothing's too bad with him... as soon as I find out which room he's in I'll check up on him and make sure he's alright...
Jen, there were words that I hit you or something. ... sorry... I'll hold still if you wanna hit back. I don't recall it happening, but... I was not in control at all there at the end. I'm sorry.
I'm waiting for cast plaster to harden around my foot. I'm not in too much of any hurry for it to dry. The moment it does, there's something I have to do. And I don't want to do it.
I thought that after this, I would need him less and I would be stronger, and this would be so much easier.
It's not.