One Hundred Twenty-Four
[a page is torn out of the journal.
and another.
and another.
a smudge of what might be dried blood appears in the corner, accompanying a frustrated, desperate sob]
Why can't I...
[one breath, two]
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... six. One is gone. One is gone. BUT WHAT IS IT?
[another noise, frustrated, desperate, confused]
I can't... I can't.
[hushed:] Everything's wrong.
((ooc: So uh, basically, the Master broke Ten's mind yesterday. He'll be messed up for a little while until he can heal. Please don't treat him too harshly. D:))
and another.
and another.
a smudge of what might be dried blood appears in the corner, accompanying a frustrated, desperate sob]
Why can't I...
[one breath, two]
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... six. One is gone. One is gone. BUT WHAT IS IT?
[another noise, frustrated, desperate, confused]
I can't... I can't.
[hushed:] Everything's wrong.
((ooc: So uh, basically, the Master broke Ten's mind yesterday. He'll be messed up for a little while until he can heal. Please don't treat him too harshly. D:))