3rd Match - [Buttdia--Accidental Voice]

[beanies]

[The buttdial curse has finally struck this kid! (Because he bumped into the wall, lol.) There's a grunt, followed by a soft hiss. Seifer inhales sharply through his teeth, and there's silence.

If your ears are sharp enough, you can hear an odd, rhythmic sound of flesh smacking against flesh for a moment.]

Oh... God...

[Seifer exhales in a huff and inhales again, then grunts. And another grunt. He breathes a bit sharply, and the flesh-smacking sound continues for a few seconds.

After around a minute or so, Seifer exhales shakily, and his boots squeak as they slide on the ground. The communicator makes a scraping noise through the fabric as it brushes against the wall. Then there's just Seifer trying to even his breathing. He shifts against the ground, and the post turns off when he sits on the thing.]


[[ooc: Dez, you're never allowed to give me ideas anymore. Also, Seifer will deny everything. :|]]

Comments

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

...yeah.

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

What happened? I doubt picking a fight with Chicken Wuss does that kind of damage.

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

No. One of his lamer friends--some Roxas kid--we went for struggling practice and these things attacked us. Lost my bat... few scratches but just a pretty bad one on my arm. Itches like no other, ugh.

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

...

You didn't get any medical attention?

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

Nope. There was a first-aid kit in my room.

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

You imbecile! Why didn't you get any help?!

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

It's fine.

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

Don't make me come over there.

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

Don't you even dare.

[And there's the sound of him grumbling and crashing into things. Tiny bathroom is tiny.]

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

Actually I would.

Don't hurt yourself, Hatless.

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

Tch. I'm fine.