Mar 13, 2010 16:09
[Ukitake is lying in bed, but to anyone who knows where he lives, it's obvious that this isn't his bed. Or his room. Or his house.
Oh right, he got tossed around by Kyuubi a week ago and hasn't been sent home by his captors caretakers yet.
The PCD shows him sitting up slowly, hair hair limply hanging down, hiding his face from view. Rinoa is a good healer, and her magic took care of his gashes and burned hands relatively easily, but his ribs still hurt. He has no plans to get thrown through walls again any time soon. An arm holds onto his bandaged torso as he carefully pulls the covers off of his legs.
And then Angelo appears, playing guard dog and growling at Ukitake in warning. She's not letting him go anywhere.]
Shh, Angelo, I'm all right.
[She continues growling and standing her ground, even while Ukitake manages to pull himself out of bed. He goes over to the dresser and starts to put on the yukata laid out on top of it. He only gets one arm through before his luck changes and Angelo's growling progresses to short barks.]
Hey, there's no call for that, girl. I just have to move around a little.
[He reaches out a hand to pet her, and hopefully calm her, but then she snaps at his hand, causing him to pull back quickly, and then lose his balance. So he's back on the bed, half-dressed, and holding his sides in some more pain. He's not getting out of the house at all. Angelo barks some more to get her owner's attention and then the feed cuts out.]
[ooc: The keywords for this icon are a little too fitting, I think.]
dogs and escape plans do not mix,
don't tell squall,
ukitake jyuushirou,
don't tell rinoa,
ow ow ow pain pain pain