Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140521023836/@comment-11588669-20140527002609

He grabbed Shika's hand, and let her pull him up-

And nearly fell again as his limbs screamed in pain. Kumori quickly caught him, throwing him a scowl.

"Dumbass...you used too much energy. Again. Stop draining yourself, damnit. You're gonna get killed at this rate." Shaking her head, the Spirit gestured for the two to talk. Kūkan nodded, and looked at the cool-colored girl.

"I assume you want an apology for me knocking you over?" He asked in a calm, if fatigued manner. A shock of pain hit his side, and his breathing shallowed a bit. "Alright...I'm sorry...for not paying attention to my surroundings...and being a dick...now can I please resume sleeping? Or maybe go to the infirmary for a nap on a bed...yeah...that sounds nice....maybe some water while I'm at it...and a waffle...." He slumped over, unconscious. Kumori rolled her eyes, and adjusted her grip on the swordsman.

"You got your apology....now mind helping me take him to the infirmary? Wherever it is in here? You can talk to him once he wakes up. Also...I may kick your Class President's ass myself...fucking tire my wielder out to this level, and completely misread a situation...isn't he supposed to be good at this type of shit...motherfucking..." She trailed off to mutter more obscenities under her breath, gesturing for Shika to walk with her.