Who: Old Man
charientisms and you~
Where: Random field, Espoir
Style: Whichever! I'll match you~
Status: Open open open! ♥
Note: Pandora Hearts spoilers inevitable! Also blood and such.
[All it took was the slipping shut of his eyes--a moment's blackness, a moment's slip of consciousness--
And Break opens his eyes, once again, in Somarium.
He is startled, upset; the white-haired man lurches to his feet--
And sinks down to his knees, wincing, bloody, gloved hand reaching the deep, still-bleeding wound in his side and fingers pressing, pressing, despite the pain. He is in terrible shape, it is clear; despite the fancy clothing he wears, he is covered in blood, breathing harsh and pained.
A long pause. He looks around, expression tightening, unamused.]
What--
[He flinches and begins to cough, then, already bloody hand going to his mouth to catch the blood he coughs up.
And then he catches his breath and closes his eyes for the briefest of moments, for that brief moment alone and harmed, and focuses on breathing.]