Will Scarlett (
will_scarlett) wrote2009-10-05 02:41 am
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Autumn has come to Sherwood and there's a bite to the air as the leaves change colors. Will pulls up his hood as he leaves Atton out onto the road,
"Lincoln, aye?"
"Lincoln, aye?"
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Atton stumbles backwards, one hand going up to his face instinctively to try to stop the flow of blood.
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Then he hits the ground, rather hard, and gives out a sharp noise of pain, because suddenly it's not just his face that feels like it's on fire, but his entire body.
There's blood on his chest and arms, though Atton isn't entirely sure of the source - a few scrapes, he thinks - and his left side hurts worse than the others. He thinks he may have broken a rib or two upon hitting the ground.
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So, he starts punching - fast flurries at at Much's face and body.
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Except then Much's foot hits his groin, and Atton bites back a noise, wincing and curling slightly.
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