seekingmystrength: (Shouting)
seekingmystrength ([personal profile] seekingmystrength) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2012-05-09 04:13 am (UTC)

The trees at the roadside weren't at all impressive from what he could see, but he wasn't looking to go carving a wooden sword from one just right then. A sturdy branch would do, and having anything would be better for him than attempting to use only his fists, even if only facing nurses. His body was just as bad as the night before, if not more so, and after how horribly he'd failed then he couldn't let the same happen again.

Not if he wanted to survive the night.

Screeches different from those of the nurses told him to hurry as he left the road and ducked into the brush. With his good arm ahead of him, he pushed back what bushes blocked his way and tested the trees he came across. While the first all but snapped in two the next one proved sturdy enough for its size with its branches near to what the ninja was looking for. He reached up just as the sounds of something ramming metal carried over to him. A pull, and then a second did not move the branch enough to snap and forced his injured hand up to help. Grasping the rough wood with his left only irritated the rash more, but he couldn't do anything more than ignore it as the branch finally snapped off.

"Finally!" he huffed before spinning back on the scene. Birds. Those monstrous ones that liked him for some reason. It had been some time since he'd even seen the things - his nightly outings had kept him mostly indoors - but he hadn't forgotten how one had torn his arm up all those nights ago. Now that one was slamming the bus he'd just been on with others swooping down, his mind came to one conclusion as he kicked off to get back, "Damn, that girl... Tsubaki!"

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting