Jun 06, 2011 18:37
[Hidan stumbles form the catacombs, he is covered from head to toe in dirt, thick lines over his body making him look as if he had been patched together. He wobbls with each step, as if unaccustomed to walking, and his lips move ever so slightly, mumbling to himself. He doesn't make it far before stumbling and falling, the communicator in his hands turns on when it hits the ground, stopping around the same place his head.
All that can be seen in the feed was a portion of his face, his unfocused magenta eyes staring on ahead, his white hair stained brown from blood and dirt. From where the communicator is sitting, he can be heard.]
Didn't... he didn't... bastard... are you there... my lord... please... didn't... please...........
[He continues to mumble for a while before he breaks out in laughter at a joke no one told]
c: chise,
c: unit 202,
c: john egbert,
hidan,
c: kakuzu,
c: switzerland