[ Mikoto's used to getting into fights. Even when he doesn't seek them out violence somehow always finds him. And this is no different.
It gets harder and harder to stay upright but he manages. Still, it makes his mind sluggish and he only manages to hear about half of what he says. And he said a lot. Always rambling just like his shinki. What an annoying pair. ]
What. You plan on attacking me in my sleep?
[ If he had the strength, he'd smile, but he doesn't, so the words come out flat. Yet, at those last words, the smile that eluded him before suddenly pulls firm on his lips as he gestures to the mass of rubble that was once his temple. ]
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It gets harder and harder to stay upright but he manages. Still, it makes his mind sluggish and he only manages to hear about half of what he says. And he said a lot. Always rambling just like his shinki. What an annoying pair. ]
What. You plan on attacking me in my sleep?
[ If he had the strength, he'd smile, but he doesn't, so the words come out flat. Yet, at those last words, the smile that eluded him before suddenly pulls firm on his lips as he gestures to the mass of rubble that was once his temple. ]
You're trying to protect the wrong guy.