[ SOUJIROU!!!!!! Well he isn't dead so it's fine I guess. The way we lost Lucretia... help...
Aikawa continues to not be in any reasonable shape to respond to all the hubbub, though, wheezing as he tries to maintain consciousness in splitting pain plus the large amount of blood loss. Adrenaline is fully gone by now, and he can only do his best to keep his equally splitting consciousness together. Out of spite more than anything, that after all they went through, after all this pain and bullshit and misery -- the last thing he's going to let happen is crawl out of the grave with his body no longer his own, yet again.
Or so he can try, at least, because whether he wills it or no, and even if his body is somewhat of a war tank (also whether he wills it or no), both bodily limits and CYOA have decreed his consciousness will fade.
Soujirou's words, though -- he'll remember that. Maybe.
Who doesn't deserve to go home -- have a place to call home? ]
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Aikawa continues to not be in any reasonable shape to respond to all the hubbub, though, wheezing as he tries to maintain consciousness in splitting pain plus the large amount of blood loss. Adrenaline is fully gone by now, and he can only do his best to keep his equally splitting consciousness together. Out of spite more than anything, that after all they went through, after all this pain and bullshit and misery -- the last thing he's going to let happen is crawl out of the grave with his body no longer his own, yet again.
Or so he can try, at least, because whether he wills it or no, and even if his body is somewhat of a war tank (also whether he wills it or no), both bodily limits and CYOA have decreed his consciousness will fade.
Soujirou's words, though -- he'll remember that. Maybe.
Who doesn't deserve to go home -- have a place to call home? ]