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tampered2007-01-21 02:13 pm
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Log, finished
When; January 21st
Rating; PG/-13
Characters; Nico Robin [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
blackhibiscus] & Jyabura [maten_rou]
Summary; They see each other the first time after that massive "He beat you up and I beat him up for that!"-stuff that's going around lately
Log;
This was the first time he went to the hospital by choice. Not that he had another choice while almost bleeding to death with that frickin' hole in his neck. He let the doctors patch him up that far to be at least out of life danger, for the rest he'll find some kind of healer. Getting back home was a bad idea. Staying outside was no option either. Well, there was still that second apartment he shared with Robin.
He spent the night with drinking a bit to numb the pain, uselessly sitting around, thinking about this and that and recovering a bit from his injuries after he washed all the blood off himself. That apartment wasn't fun without Robin at all. The last thing he remembered was the sight of the moon from the window, merely visible as a thin silver sickle, in the slowly approaching morning before he fell asleep on the couch.
Rating; PG/-13
Characters; Nico Robin [
blackhibiscus] & Jyabura [maten_rou]Summary; They see each other the first time after that massive "He beat you up and I beat him up for that!"-stuff that's going around lately
Log;
This was the first time he went to the hospital by choice. Not that he had another choice while almost bleeding to death with that frickin' hole in his neck. He let the doctors patch him up that far to be at least out of life danger, for the rest he'll find some kind of healer. Getting back home was a bad idea. Staying outside was no option either. Well, there was still that second apartment he shared with Robin.
He spent the night with drinking a bit to numb the pain, uselessly sitting around, thinking about this and that and recovering a bit from his injuries after he washed all the blood off himself. That apartment wasn't fun without Robin at all. The last thing he remembered was the sight of the moon from the window, merely visible as a thin silver sickle, in the slowly approaching morning before he fell asleep on the couch.