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| El opened the door almost before the engine was killed, one boot already in the dirt as Sphinx spoke. He paused, his body half twisted away as he'd been preparing to get out, his shoulder and wounded side turned towards to the larger man. His mood had darkened the closer to the beach they'd come, though he'd been careful to keep it from spilling over too much. "Des got herself in some trouble last night.... Took my truck when she split... Beyond that, you gotta talk to her" He exited the challenger stiffly, nearly slamming the door as he moved towards his truck. As he walked away, his back to Sphinx, it was easy enough to see that the left side of his body was the cause of his stiffness. It could have been the lower ribs, but for the fact that his breath wasn't shallow. His stride wasn't too clipped, meaning it wasn't his hip or leg. That left the space between the two. He wanted to get out of here, didn't want to think about what had happened here less than 6 hours ago. Glancing down at the pools of dried blood in the dirt, as he moved past them, knowing one was his. He didn't want to think about what had almost happened. |
.twenty.two. .6'4". brown hair .brown eyes. .scar on left cheek. .Ford F-100 Cruiser. Dove Grey .Marine Scout Sniper. .Gunnery Sergeant. .Third Tour of Duty. |