Mortality [Closed]

[pi_tothe_nth]

Characters: Sho Minamimoto and Medusa Gorgon
Content: Sho finally arrives for his 'appointment' with Medusa, a lot worse for wear.
Setting: Draklor, upper levels
Time: After Sho's fight with Ikkaku
Warnings: The evil twins doing mad experiments, what warnings DON'T you need? Okay, so more might be needed. Now rated R for your mental safety~

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[snakesnvectors]

He was an hour and a half late

[pi_tothe_nth]

He didn't speak, only dropping his sliced hat to the floor and stepping fully inside. As he walked towards the table he shed tattered clothing, not showing any care for modesty. His only reaction he showed at all was a pained hiss as he removed first his jacket, then his uniform shirt. His back was flayed, still raw and bleeding, and the movement hurt. A lot.

He layed on his belly on the table, hiding his face in the crook of his arm. Normally he would have been nervous about having her poke and prod him, but he couldn't work up the energy. Snarking at Edgeworth had stolen all he had left in him.

[snakesnvectors]

Supplies found, Medusa drew a basin of hot water - not enough to scald, but enough to help clean the wounds - and set them by the operating table

[pi_tothe_nth]

Sho slowly rolled over and off the table, hissing again. She was right, his left leg left numb and watery. He... whimpered... leaning against the wall.

"I... got into a fight." He finally said, his voice still breathy. "I miscalculated his power. By far. He was... powerful. More then me." Saying this was obviously hurting something deep down in the young man, and as he spoke his claws flexed and unflexed, his power rising and falling with his breath. "He... he almost KILLED me." That last bit was a furious growl, his whole body shaking with it.