Where the hell are my nakama-
Characters: Zoro and anyone!
Time: Evening
Location: In a crater near the Millenium Park bean
Content: A green-haired dude just crashed down from the sky into a ginormous crater. BUT WHERE'S THE UFO.
Format: I feel I should be proper and start with prose, but feel free to go action
Warnings: He's covered in blood and looks slightly murderous. That's Zoro all right~
"Fuck..."
It hurt. It really did hurt. He could tolerate the physical pain, but knowing that he had failed his nakama and was unable to protect them...
"Fuck."
Zoro winced and stared up at the dim sky through half-closed eyelids, trying to gather his bearings. He remembered yelling, everyone was panicking - we really couldn't face them that time, couldn't we - then... he was flying through the air. Away from everyone else, who needed him. Zoro cussed and spat up some blood, nearly slipping away from consciousness again. His hands immediately moved to his hip to pat at his swords. Good, they hadn't left him. That was good...
Clenching his teeth from his injures - I can't rest now Chopper, sorry - Zoro slowly pulled himself upright and stood up, slightly swaying back and forth.
"Damn it," Zoro growled. He took a step forward and was forced to stop from a sharp throb in his head that nearly threw him off balance. Still refusing to sit or lie down, Zoro simply stood in the middle of the crater he had created, impatiently waiting for his strength to return.
Time: Evening
Location: In a crater near the Millenium Park bean
Content: A green-haired dude just crashed down from the sky into a ginormous crater. BUT WHERE'S THE UFO.
Format: I feel I should be proper and start with prose, but feel free to go action
Warnings: He's covered in blood and looks slightly murderous. That's Zoro all right~
"Fuck..."
It hurt. It really did hurt. He could tolerate the physical pain, but knowing that he had failed his nakama and was unable to protect them...
"Fuck."
Zoro winced and stared up at the dim sky through half-closed eyelids, trying to gather his bearings. He remembered yelling, everyone was panicking - we really couldn't face them that time, couldn't we - then... he was flying through the air. Away from everyone else, who needed him. Zoro cussed and spat up some blood, nearly slipping away from consciousness again. His hands immediately moved to his hip to pat at his swords. Good, they hadn't left him. That was good...
Clenching his teeth from his injures - I can't rest now Chopper, sorry - Zoro slowly pulled himself upright and stood up, slightly swaying back and forth.
"Damn it," Zoro growled. He took a step forward and was forced to stop from a sharp throb in his head that nearly threw him off balance. Still refusing to sit or lie down, Zoro simply stood in the middle of the crater he had created, impatiently waiting for his strength to return.