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Cathy replied to the topic Character Castle 2.5 in the forum Fantasy Writers 3 years, 8 months ago
Before Alessio could recover, an explosion of pain blasted his jaw.
“Don’t ever get anywhere near my mask. Do you understand?” His enemy snapped, sharp enough Alessio flinched, more from that than the bruise forming around the side of his face.
“What happe…?” He was going to actually ask what would happen if he did touch the mask but faded off.
“Heal your injuries and rest. After we get these handcuffs off, we’ll settle the matter.”
“So you won’t kill me as long as we’re handcuffed together?” Alessio asked warily, mechanically relocating his thumb with medical expertise. Ah the days when that used to be theoretical knowledge. The man didn’t immediately attack him in response so that was…something.
Very tentatively, Alessio poked the man’s side, just to prove to himself he wouldn’t instantly DIE.
He leapt back but his opponent didn’t kill him so he poked him again. And again. And again until the man glared at him and Alessio flinched and stopped.
“Yeah I’ll just spontaneously heal my injuries, that should do it,” Alessio grumbled under his breath – loud enough for his would-be assassin to hear. “That always works.”
He rubbed his side, where the man punched him in their last fight. It still stung to the touch, but it wasn’t bleeding so there wasn’t much he could do about it. Not the least because he’d broken a couple ribs before. It took several seconds to register how much his body ached and discern injuries from fatigue.
Mostly uninjured…at least nothing was bleeding so by that rubric he was uninjured.
So he dropped cross-legged on the ground and set to work on the handcuffs, consciously ignoring Scary Professional Murder’s presence as he tried to pick the locks. Which was hard to do since he had to actually turn so he could see Sir Scary to actually focus on the handcuffs they were both handcuffed with.
“By the way, thanks for your much appreciated help, Arsene, I’m so glad you tried to intervene before I got murdered, thanks for that!”
He doesn’t care about me anyway he hates me he hates me he’s just using me he hates me he hates me the whole world hates me…
Picking the lock wasn’t working. Alessio glared at it in frustration.
“Hey! Use your power and magic these out of existence will you?”












