It was strange, seeing yourself bleed, X decided. He'd been familiar with the sensation from a Reploid's perspective, seeing the note of his leakage as a computer would take note of a missing file or an error. Simple. Straightforward, almost clinical.

...But this...

He could feel the liquid oozing from his body as the red stickiness seeped from his wounds. Red droplets dotted the countertop, marring what was once pristine tile. That was his blood...? This was what it felt like to bleed, truly bleed, like a human?

It was such a different sensation to what he'd known, but terrifying.

Glancing down on the tile he spied a long shard of glass, three inches in length, pointed at the end. He took his noninjured hand and touched it, gripping it by the dull end--

"Master X"!

--Harpuia's voice jolted him from his reverie. Turning towards him with a wide-eyed stare, X took in his expression, the horror that shaped his features.

His heart clenched at the sight. The last thing he'd wanted was to give his companion something to worry about...but at the very least, they had something they could use, even if it was rather reckless in the means in which he got it.

But if he'd used the flashlight, the chance of it breaking was high, and on top of that he wouldn't have been able to see what he was doing clearly enough and could have hurt himself worse than he did...

A reckless decision in hindsight, maybe, but it paid off in the end.

Once his hand was taken care of, he'd grab one of the other large pieces of glass for Harpuia to use.

Taking the shard in his injured hand, X grabbed Harpuia's extended hand with his noninjured one, balancing on him as he eased down--slowly--to the floor.


[X Received Item: Glass Shard.]


"I think I'm okay." X said, both feet firmly on the ground. "I was hoping maybe the glass could be used as a weapon of some kind, but I think I overestimated myself."

Wasn't that understatement of the year.