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apaintingdarkly[ Infirmary Spam ]
[ Dying, Dark has learned, sucks. Of course he had died once before, but he didn't think of that as such. Being shot with a magic bullet was totally different from being stabbed in the back and left to bleed out.
More importantly, death tolling sucks. He already has to deal with the shame of letting Omar sneak up on him and having lost all of his combat magic. Now he also has to deal with being bedridden, weak as a puppy. It is not a good look for him, he thinks.
There is one thing that's good though: nobody else is dead because Dark got them into trouble or failed to protect him. He's really thinking for the first time about the fact that he has his own body now, for better or for worse. A real, proper body that belongs to no one but himself.
It doesn't mean he won't brood though, staring into the distance like the tragic lead of a film. ]
[ Dying, Dark has learned, sucks. Of course he had died once before, but he didn't think of that as such. Being shot with a magic bullet was totally different from being stabbed in the back and left to bleed out.
More importantly, death tolling sucks. He already has to deal with the shame of letting Omar sneak up on him and having lost all of his combat magic. Now he also has to deal with being bedridden, weak as a puppy. It is not a good look for him, he thinks.
There is one thing that's good though: nobody else is dead because Dark got them into trouble or failed to protect him. He's really thinking for the first time about the fact that he has his own body now, for better or for worse. A real, proper body that belongs to no one but himself.
It doesn't mean he won't brood though, staring into the distance like the tragic lead of a film. ]
