[it works because Badou immediately releases him in favor of holding his stomach hopefully back together, it felt like something was punctured or maybe its just because he's a weakling to all this fighting.
in the fray he gets pushed clear to the other side of his seat, pressed against the window. wheezing, he presses his foot back into Renji, where this all began]
YOU GONNA INTERVENE FOR ME?! ACTING LIKE YOUR OWN SHIT DON'T STINK-- YOU GOT NO RIGHT TO TALK!
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Date: 2016-12-12 03:38 am (UTC)in the fray he gets pushed clear to the other side of his seat, pressed against the window. wheezing, he presses his foot back into Renji, where this all began]
YOU GONNA INTERVENE FOR ME?! ACTING LIKE YOUR OWN SHIT DON'T STINK-- YOU GOT NO RIGHT TO TALK!