1 Back to Society [Invite only/No kill] Tue Sep 20, 2016 4:02 pm
Dameon
D-rank
Dameon felt weak an unusual feeling for him as he entered the city of Kumo for the first time in a long time. His clothes tattered and torn and barely holding together. While in captivity both of his legs had been broken completely to prevent his escape and he had to wait for them to heal before he could do anything. Now he had to gather himself again. The drugs were still in his system having only escaped a few hours ago and he was pretty sure he still had multiple fractures. Some cuts had yet to heal as well. Dameon sluggishly made his way to a shopping center and upon inspection realized that he looked almost completely different from before his capture. The mirror he looked at showed a man well into his twenties when he himself wasn’t even twenty yet. He realized this could be both a good and a bad thing as he needed to find new clothes and get himself to look not as rugged as his face was covered in facial hair he usually had kept under control and his hair was much longer than it normally was. When he escaped he had managed to get some of his items back. Most of his cash had been spent but he still had his sword and a few kunai. He kept them all hidden for now as he snuck his way into an alleyway and found himself a chunk of broken glass and took out his kunai to properly trim his facial hair and hair. Once he was as smooth as he could get and a few inches shorter in his hair length he his kunai again.
He would proceed slowly to the markets and used what cash he had left to purchase all new clothes that fit both his style and needs to try and blend in. He felt comfortable in all black as night was approaching and it would help conceal him. He coughed into his hand as he finished changing in the store and noticed blood on his hand. This wasn’t a good sign as he had been running on nothing but pure adrenaline and will power since his escape. His body felt like he would collapse at any moment. He needed to get in contact with someone that he knew but even as he tried to think his vision began to get blurry. His body had been deprived of so much all the exertion was tearing him apart after a year of starvation and torture. He continued to sluggishly walk as he headed in the direction of where he hoped he could find someone he knew like Gin or Sanosuke. His body though seemed not as up to the task as he coughed yet again feeling short of breath and passing out on the side of the road. Where he was hopefully less likely to be noticed so as to not draw attention to himself. He opened his eyes slowly and cursed himself for being so weak as he tried to will himself to move but found himself unable to do so.
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He would proceed slowly to the markets and used what cash he had left to purchase all new clothes that fit both his style and needs to try and blend in. He felt comfortable in all black as night was approaching and it would help conceal him. He coughed into his hand as he finished changing in the store and noticed blood on his hand. This wasn’t a good sign as he had been running on nothing but pure adrenaline and will power since his escape. His body felt like he would collapse at any moment. He needed to get in contact with someone that he knew but even as he tried to think his vision began to get blurry. His body had been deprived of so much all the exertion was tearing him apart after a year of starvation and torture. He continued to sluggishly walk as he headed in the direction of where he hoped he could find someone he knew like Gin or Sanosuke. His body though seemed not as up to the task as he coughed yet again feeling short of breath and passing out on the side of the road. Where he was hopefully less likely to be noticed so as to not draw attention to himself. He opened his eyes slowly and cursed himself for being so weak as he tried to will himself to move but found himself unable to do so.
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