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Mar 19, 2008 19:53

Who: Kurapika and Mirai Trunks
When: After Trunks entry
Where: The building Kurapika is in
Rating: PG
Warnings: Blood wounds the most.
Summary: After hearing Kurapika was attacked by Yuusuke, Trunks decides to meet him. Trunks has questions and most likely Kurapika does as well. After a little chat, Kurapika is now unconcious. Trunks carries ( Read more... )

hunterxhunter: kurapika, dbz: mirai trunks, !complete, !incomplete

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avenging_chains March 20 2008, 01:25:39 UTC
"You may pass." A voice replied from the inside of the glooms. The old wooden door sprinkled the ground with splinters. Maroon dots formed an irregular trail on the ground, leading inside the marred building.

He remained seated on the ground, leaning against the cracked wall. His forehead resting against his knees, an improvised bandage wrapped against his chest.

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return_time March 20 2008, 01:41:26 UTC
Talk about past repeating itself. Trunks look at the ground took note of the trail. His eye brows narrow possibly containing his anger. Walking in, Trunks lets go of the door allowing it to close by itself. At the end of the trail, Trunks remain looking at the floor til the feet of human came to view. Looking up, there he is, a blond young boy.

Trunks eyes twitch looking at the bandage and possibly the damage he endured. He was in disbelief. "He...did that."

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avenging_chains March 20 2008, 02:03:47 UTC
Carefully listening to the steps approaching, at least it was someone reliable. The searing pain spread through his side with the movement as he glanced up at Trunks. Scarlet, nearly glowing red eyes stared at him behind a curtain of blond hair. "Superficial injuries." A bit shoulder, a crimson thread down his cheek born in his temple, numerous scratches from their fight. "Foolish Yuusuke," he muttered locking his gaze in Trunks.

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return_time March 20 2008, 02:17:22 UTC
"Damn," was the only word came to mind over looking the injuries. One eye twitch with his jaw shut. Unbelieveable. "We'll figure what to do about him later, just..worry about yourself." Tilting his head down, the boy let out a sigh. "Let's get you cleaned up," Trunks announce regarding his injuries.

Sitting down, the boy lifts the sash off his back where his sword held. Setting it down a side, the boy reaches into his pocket pulling some wrapped bandages and such to treat injuries, usually kept for his own. Handing the cloth to him, Trunks spoke, "here."

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