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[yieldingly.livejournal.com]

[ever since his encounter with Roxas, his back has been itching worse and worse, and when it starts to just ache, he takes his shirt off, trying to look over his shoulder at it, just barely catching glowing blue lines that swirl across it, all the way up his shoulders and to his sides and to the curve of his ass]

Can....can someone help me?

[rasps it, his voice still rough from earlier]

[ooc; j-just so you know, anyone who helps him may get a face-full of blood and goo from his wings saying hello to the world. Y-yeah.]