[ it's easy to get the bits of dried blood off, but a faint pink hue stays on his hands no matter how hard he scrubs at it. it's becoming a little disconcerting to him because dammit, why isn't it possible for anything to go his way?
the sight of his hands makes him feel slightly ill the longer he stares at them and he takes a deep breath as he starts feeling his head begin to throb. now is not the time for any of the weird hallucinations he's been having and he shakes his head to himself to try and bring himself out of it. ]
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the sight of his hands makes him feel slightly ill the longer he stares at them and he takes a deep breath as he starts feeling his head begin to throb. now is not the time for any of the weird hallucinations he's been having and he shakes his head to himself to try and bring himself out of it. ]