( izou swallows, the mere mention of being carried in such a way while his head is floating with the warm ecstasy of tonight's escapades too embarrassing to even picture. a moment of thanks to every god out there, if they're still out there, for sparing him that sort of humiliation in the middle of the city where everyone can see. )
O-Onh... I... 'course I can, stand...
( like a wounded animal suddenly freed from its confines, izou totters forward, one foot after the other... slowly, slooowly—oh! there he goes. or, wait, he catches himself before he trips over the curb, the tattered edges of his hakama brushing against a partially melted patch of snow. what a mess.
it's here where he's starting to gain some clarity though, the implant humming inaudibly as it feeds him information in the form of images and a name. )
J-Jing Yuan? But, you're...
( that teacher who talked him in circles, and the way that name unravels from mind to tongue makes him feel like he shouldn't be allowed to speak it with the sorry state that he's in. )
no subject
O-Onh... I... 'course I can, stand...
( like a wounded animal suddenly freed from its confines, izou totters forward, one foot after the other... slowly, slooowly—oh! there he goes. or, wait, he catches himself before he trips over the curb, the tattered edges of his hakama brushing against a partially melted patch of snow. what a mess.
it's here where he's starting to gain some clarity though, the implant humming inaudibly as it feeds him information in the form of images and a name. )
J-Jing Yuan? But, you're...
( that teacher who talked him in circles, and the way that name unravels from mind to tongue makes him feel like he shouldn't be allowed to speak it with the sorry state that he's in. )