[And perhaps for the better because, somehow, despite it all, like the resilient fucking cockroach he seems to be, Sha Gojyo managed to hobble his way to his directed position beneath the Shuten bridge.
And, well, he looked like absolute shit.
Bruised, swollen, bloodied up in some areas, and most certainly seeming to have a few broken bones, Sha Gojyo leaned against the underside of the bridge wall only to come across what could be described as an exciting spectacle.
Damn, what the hell did Bishop even do?
Whatever was in that damn bag had to be something big.
So Gojyo silently watched from the shadows, hurrying forwards despite the aches in his body to catch the bag as Bishop flung it to him and-- Promptly fell backward with the impact. Damn, his body hurt.
Laying there tiredly out of sight for a few seconds before he finally mustered enough strength and curiosity to roll to his side and take a peek at the contents.]
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Date: 2022-08-09 02:05 am (UTC)And, well, he looked like absolute shit.
Bruised, swollen, bloodied up in some areas, and most certainly seeming to have a few broken bones, Sha Gojyo leaned against the underside of the bridge wall only to come across what could be described as an exciting spectacle.
Damn, what the hell did Bishop even do?
Whatever was in that damn bag had to be something big.
So Gojyo silently watched from the shadows, hurrying forwards despite the aches in his body to catch the bag as Bishop flung it to him and-- Promptly fell backward with the impact. Damn, his body hurt.
Laying there tiredly out of sight for a few seconds before he finally mustered enough strength and curiosity to roll to his side and take a peek at the contents.]