Demon Overlord: Kazuya Minegishi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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museboxofmuses2013-02-07 10:58 pm
belfire) wrote in museboxofmuses2013-02-07 10:58 pm
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[CLOSED] DUH DUH DUH DEMON KIIIING
Kazuya's landing was less than graceful.
He hated jumping dimensions. It felt like flying on a roller-coaster, except you weren't strapped in and when it came to the inevitable loop de loop you were launched through the air of time and space with all the force of a dead cow flung from a catapult. You also landed like you were launched from a catapult, with a crack of reality and the pain of hitting something at 120mph.
So Kazuya took a few moments of just lying on the ground, face down with his ass up in the air, his cape flung right over his head.
Ouch.
Oww.
Come on he's done this like six times he needs to learn how to do this gracefully.
After throwing himself a mental pity-party, Kazuya slowly pushed himself up onto his knees, throwing his cape back over his head so it settled properly over his shoulders, a hand pressing against his bloodied nose. It felt a bit broken, but he sincerely hoped it wasn't, and instead pushed a wave of healing magic through the throbbing thing. The pain dulled, but he still felt like he'd been smacked in the face with a steel pipe, so he pulled a face - only for his eyes to tear up a bit when that motion just made it hurt more.
God it just wasn't his day!
God... fucking asshole, this was all his fault...
He hated jumping dimensions. It felt like flying on a roller-coaster, except you weren't strapped in and when it came to the inevitable loop de loop you were launched through the air of time and space with all the force of a dead cow flung from a catapult. You also landed like you were launched from a catapult, with a crack of reality and the pain of hitting something at 120mph.
So Kazuya took a few moments of just lying on the ground, face down with his ass up in the air, his cape flung right over his head.
Ouch.
Oww.
Come on he's done this like six times he needs to learn how to do this gracefully.
After throwing himself a mental pity-party, Kazuya slowly pushed himself up onto his knees, throwing his cape back over his head so it settled properly over his shoulders, a hand pressing against his bloodied nose. It felt a bit broken, but he sincerely hoped it wasn't, and instead pushed a wave of healing magic through the throbbing thing. The pain dulled, but he still felt like he'd been smacked in the face with a steel pipe, so he pulled a face - only for his eyes to tear up a bit when that motion just made it hurt more.
God it just wasn't his day!
God... fucking asshole, this was all his fault...