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Nov. 30th, 2011 11:57 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
dayeverlasting.livejournal.com[ Hinata feels strangely light-headed, but warmer than he had the moment before. His fingertips are still stiff and numb, his gait stumbling, but somehow his back feels sun-warmed and the breeze is gentle against his face. But that's impossible. Last he remembers, it was night and--
Night.
He drops to his knees, clutching at the diagonal slash wounds across his chest which are bleeding profusely, his torso in ribbons, sliced open almost deeply enough to see the whites of his ribs. It doesn't hurt much, though. Nothing does. He stares sightlessly at the ground, unaware of his surroundings. He's focused on just one thing. He tries to breathe and make his fingers flex, to make his body obey him as it wouldn't only minutes ago. Just one small twitch.
His fingers close, and his body sags in relief. His mind is empty, void of everything but himself.
That's good. That means it's gone, and he's himself again. That means-- ]
...Night...?
[ His voice is rasping and dry, and he sluggishly lifts his gaze to try to find his familiar. ]
Hey, Night-- I'm... I'm sorry.
Night...
[ ooc note: Yep, OC from the pilot chapter here. This is Satou Hinata, better known as the host body to Night from the Miyama-Uguisu Mansion Incident. All of this is completely made up with no shortage of gratuitous made-up details. More details can be found on his profile! Please do forgive us for our self-indulgences and bother him a little if you'd like! ]
Night.
He drops to his knees, clutching at the diagonal slash wounds across his chest which are bleeding profusely, his torso in ribbons, sliced open almost deeply enough to see the whites of his ribs. It doesn't hurt much, though. Nothing does. He stares sightlessly at the ground, unaware of his surroundings. He's focused on just one thing. He tries to breathe and make his fingers flex, to make his body obey him as it wouldn't only minutes ago. Just one small twitch.
His fingers close, and his body sags in relief. His mind is empty, void of everything but himself.
That's good. That means it's gone, and he's himself again. That means-- ]
...Night...?
[ His voice is rasping and dry, and he sluggishly lifts his gaze to try to find his familiar. ]
Hey, Night-- I'm... I'm sorry.
Night...
[ ooc note: Yep, OC from the pilot chapter here. This is Satou Hinata, better known as the host body to Night from the Miyama-Uguisu Mansion Incident. All of this is completely made up with no shortage of gratuitous made-up details. More details can be found on his profile! Please do forgive us for our self-indulgences and bother him a little if you'd like! ]