Reaching up to undo the buckles for his coat, Aya ignored the shaking in his hands just to force the thing to open. He had to see how bad this was. He could tell that most of the problem was blood loss but...had there been any other damage?
"Help me," he said softly, when he realized he couldn't get the damn thing open to expose the blood. The coat was too close to the actual color to really show him anything.
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Date: 2012-04-11 02:07 am (UTC)"Help me," he said softly, when he realized he couldn't get the damn thing open to expose the blood. The coat was too close to the actual color to really show him anything.