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“you could have a concussion. ”

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   “ i-i’m… i’m fine !! 

   albeit shakily, she tries to stand, uses the wall behind her for stabilization. the room is spinning, sort-of, and she blinks a few, tries to clear the black dots that try to fill her vision, even shakes her head for emphasis.

   there’s blood leaking, streaming down her face from the top right side of her head; she glances up at him, breaths heavy from bruised lungs and strained chest.

   “ you seem no better, y’know… ” though it’s hard to tell if he really is okay from the battered armor he dons, though there seems to be a small crack evident on his visor.

loyalty

a fighter who has defied death itself, stared it in its face and laughed.

pain

ind. sel. final fantasy vii. tifa lockhart.

hope

est. dec. 2018 // roleplaying of 8 years.