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He has always known he had bad luck but this…
This was bad even for him.
His ears were ringing, a headache was currently terrorizing his brain, his mouth was a desert, all of him ached and he felt like he was about throw up his own stomach. And for some reason – perhaps the spirits making him pay for some unknown heinous crime – the ground kept on bouncing and shaking like an armadillo-bear stuck in a tree trunk.
Blearily he tried to open his eyes. To at least be able to see where he is, and hopefully get a better general understanding of what the fuck is happening.
The world however apparently likes fucking up his plans.
(why does that sound so familiar?)
Searing light burned at his eyeballs making it impossible to see anything, let alone make out where the fuck he was. His vision swam and black dots danced in his vision. The nausea and bolts of pain were cruel and overwhelming, and it was all he could do to not pass out again.
A sharp intake of breath snapped his focus back to the present. It had been quiet sound, but the silent surroundings had magnified the sound to seem as loud as a drum.
He tensed and quickly pretended to have fallen back asleep. This could be a potential fight and he had no clue who the other person was, so he had to be prepared for anything.
“Li!”
…Who the fuck is Li?
The voice obviously belonged to a child, it was high pitched and carried that unbearable enthusiasm only kids can have. It also caused evil spirits to tap dance in high heels on his poor brain. Spirits, he hadn’t been awake for long and already he was considering knocking himself out if only to stop the pain. However, he needed to stay awake because as the random kid just notified him by talking to a third person named “Li”, there was definitely more people in that room then just the kid and him.
Stupid, stupid, STUPID! He mentally berated himself. Why would he automatically assume that there was only one other person in the room!! Of course, there’s going to be more people it would be silly to assume otherwise, cause for all he knows he could be in a prison. Spirits, maybe he isn’t even in a room at all! He needs to be more careful and keep himself guarded, after all he has no idea where he is or apparently who he’s with, and that, is dangerous.
Across the (possible) room, some low scuffling and thumps drag him out of thoughts. Quick light footsteps dash towards him. Was someone coming to fight him? Before he could properly react, a small bony body propelled itself into his, with the force of a dragon but unfortunately none of the elegance. He felt a small crack from his ribcage that quickly blossomed outwards in pain. His stomach lurched and the nausea hit him in the gut nearly as hard as the kid had.
“-i, Li, Li!”
“Can you Hear me?”
The childish voice from before was back. Wavering and dancing in and out of hearing range. (he vaguely wonders how he does that, or maybe its just him flickering in and out of consciousness) and someone had decided to shake him (why? Couldn’t they tell he was in pain already?)
Slowly he willed himself to at least attempt to make words. Preferable asking him to stop shaking him and to shut up.
“shtopp-t” was all he was able to quietly slur out. Barely audible and hardly comprehensible but clearly enough to at least get the shaking to stop. Thank Agni, he didn’t know if he would be able to even try and say it again.
“Li?” a hopeful tilt coloured the kid’s voice.
“Are you up yet? You’ve been asleep forever; I was so worried Li. That mean poohead, Gow, knocked you out really REALLY hard and he was so rough and mean when taking you to th-” The voice slowly delved into mindless background chatter he didn’t have the energy to respond to.
All he could do was summon up the very last drops of his energy – before he was reclaimed by the muddied waters of sleep – and roughly ask through a tongue made of sandpaper...
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“Who’s Li?”
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The muddy quiet darkness swallowed him before he could get an answer. But maybe he didn’t actually want the answer now and he couldn’t honestly say he was upset to return to the silent mindless depths.
He could wait a while longer.