it's in my head, it's in my veins, in my heart and in my lungs~
The laughter is echoing down the hallways, utterly, utterly amused. There are the sounds of a scuffle, of things hitting walls, murmured taunts
--a sharp cry of pain, a young voice crying out.
Silence.
A giggle, and more clearly.
"My win~"
Turn the corner, and there is blood on the walls - not much, a little splatter here and there, decorating the knives sunk into the plaster. A fight has taken place in this narrow corridor. Quick, violent, not enough room to maneuver properly, hits taken on both sides. A white-clad 1412 leans over an unconscious Conan on the floor, his face broken by a grin.
Come and interrupt him, if you dare~
--a sharp cry of pain, a young voice crying out.
Silence.
A giggle, and more clearly.
"My win~"
Turn the corner, and there is blood on the walls - not much, a little splatter here and there, decorating the knives sunk into the plaster. A fight has taken place in this narrow corridor. Quick, violent, not enough room to maneuver properly, hits taken on both sides. A white-clad 1412 leans over an unconscious Conan on the floor, his face broken by a grin.
Come and interrupt him, if you dare~