Sebastian Michaelis (sinfullysublime) wrote in marinasylum, @ 2012-02-15 14:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | :action, claude faustus, raistlin majere, sasha, sebastian michaelis, soubi agatsuma |
αсτïøṉ | øρεṉ!
Sebastian sat up with a start, hand instinctively moving to his chest to clutch the poorly stitched wound. Realization struck... for the first time in a few days. He'd been a drone; following the mundane rituals that the robotic orderlies had enforced. It hadn't sunk in, the magnitude of the situation, until now. The Campania had sunk, taking with it tens of hundreds of thousands of both the living and the dead, ...but he and his master had escaped. He had staved off another attack, running himself ragged until he'd... he'd... he'd ended up here?
"Master."
Sebastian stood, eyes combing the room for his charge, but he didn't feel his presence and that instantly set his nerves ablaze. He just had to find him and just had to make sure he was okay, but his body began to protest as he moved. Blood splintered through the severed skin, thoroughly soaking the bandages. His grip on his chest tightened and his eyes drew to a close, knees buckling and sending him straight to the floor. Exhaling sharply, he felt a surge of gore move up his throat, hand clasping his mouth as he started hacking. Sinews of torn tissue collected against his palm as hope of escaping and finding Ciel dwindled. "...Mas ...ter..."
( ooc | Cut for a bit of blood. Sebastian is fresh off the Campania and still somewhat hurt. He's confused and all that, but feel free to pester him! Or feel free to help him a la Misery, dohoho, for some event related adoration and ❛molestation❜. )