☠ if you know where to stand then you know where to land

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[limping unsteadily toward the bathrooms, his back a mess of torn clothing and blood.] 

I give up on playing nice.

[ooc; pwn'd. ]

Comments

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[... alright, this god watches carefully. just in case he has to protect some children.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

This your way of offering your condolences?

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[this vampire is just stumbling across the room, trying not to look like a total wimp.]

[llameante.livejournal.com]

See, there's your problem from the get-go.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

You'd do better if you curved your back.

[nonchalant.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[tries to leer, but ends up wincing as he sinks to the floor. there's not much shirt left to take off.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

I'm fine how I am, thanks.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I'm not really in the mood to play with my doubles.

[llameante.livejournal.com]

Who's playing?

S'your own fault for getting caught up in that little web of yours, there.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

Hey, you actually came back.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

Okay, so if you bleed out and make a mess and slip on your own blood afterwards, I'm going to laugh.

[... no he won't, and it shows on his face that he has some sort of concern.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

So sorry to disappoint.

[llameante.livejournal.com]

Hard to be disappointed when you don't have the old 'ticker.

And here I thought I knew better. Guess I'll have to keep setting the standard for good behavior.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

If I bleed out, I'll be dead. I won't be able to slip in anything.

[v-victorious.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

To find a torch and pitchfork, maybe.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

Aren't you undead to start with, vampy?

[huff. sun god is unamused.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

Go for it.

[keeps draggin' himself along. he's definitely not wasting energy on talking.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

Owwww.

[flinches every time he touches those bite marks.]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

Alive, undead, it's all the same in the end.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[eyes it suspiciously.]

Is that really necessary?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[sigh. waves a hand.]

Right, right.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[through gritted teeth.]

This is definitely not how I imagined you touching me.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[made to a doorway. what an accomplishment.]

I should get some kind of karmic compensation for dealing with all of this shit.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow, then sighs--he goes over to him and puts a hand on his wounds. selfless god has to be selfless, as it's painfully starting to heal.]

Maybe you could be a little less pigheaded.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

I think the phrase is 'bottoms up'.

[reaches for the (metaphorical) sky.]