even the strongest get hurt.

[thestrongestin]

Characters: thestrongestin and vatheon
Location: Plaza
Time: May 27th. Late afternoon.
Style: Whatever you prefer.
Status: OPEN!

[ooc: For a heads up, the person who will be assisting Shizuo in getting medical help or whatever he needs is tangledlocks but everyone else is willing to wonder what the hell is up. Not that he needs it, he thinks he's perfectly fine.]

Comments

[letsgoonmyouji]

My my, you're looking a little worse for wear there, baby. You might wanna' get that checked out.

[thestrongestin]

[What was he just called..?

He'll give another annoyed grunt before looking up with an eyebrow raise.]

I'm fine.

[letsgoonmyouji]

Is that so? That's a lot of red you've got on you there. It doesn't look like your colour.

[Tap tap tapping his flute on his shoulder, tilting his head to the side gently.]

[thestrongestin]

[He'll be standing up before brushing himself off and giving another questionable look. It wasn't much of a nice one either.

He didn't like the way he was being spoken to but the guy was trying to help. Shizuo didn't need the help.]

It's nothing, just a scratch.

[letsgoonmyouji]

[Eyeing you as you stand! My, you're tall.

They didn't have 'guns' in Nippon, but then again this was Waka we're talking about here. He knows what a gunshot is.]

Those little 'scratches' should be removed. It wont be too fun, but I reckon a big guy like you can take it just fine.

[Grandiose shrug!]

[thestrongestin]

[Yeah, he is quite tall. And he isn't seeming to react to any movement he's making like one should when someone is shot.

But his leg could be quaking every now and then. After all, a lot of blood has been lost.]

I've had worse.

[letsgoonmyouji]

[You have piqued our interest definitely, beast-man. Because as far as we can tell you're completely human...but we can tell you'll be fine.]

Well, in more interesting news, big boy; I guess I should be the one to let you know you wont be going home anytime soon. [Tapping his flute to his cheek, that perma-smile never leaving his face once.]

[thestrongestin]

[He tilted his head to one side; he didn't look too happy about that bit of news.]

What?

[letsgoonmyouji]

Something you'll have to bring up with the big guy himself. [Tap tap...]

...oh, not that you'll be able to. [Shrug!]

[thestrongestin]

Who's the big guy, then?

[letsgoonmyouji]

Hm? Oh. Turn around. [Pointing at Lamufao with his flute.]

[thestrongestin]

...?

[Turning...]

You're talking about that thing?

[letsgoonmyouji]

Heheheh. Yes that's right. Tall bright and handsome back there.

[thestrongestin]

[...He'll look back now.]

I don't get it.

[letsgoonmyouji]

He usually keeps to himself. He's not really up to chats.

[thestrongestin]

What is it?