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“Sorry I think that’s my blood” (To Friedrich from Charlotte; @mxrvelouscreations

The injured and the healers.  Sentence starters.

He offered a smile, as a religious man, covered in blood, her blood, apparently, he thought this was fairly ironic, if not, pleasant. But he had to keep a faint smile on his face, minister or otherwise, he teases with a "Would you like it back?" Friedrich lift his arms a bit, wondering what in the world this young woman had been getting up to that made this all come about. But at least she had not seen what he was up to, at least "A I believe, as a man of the cloth, this isn't a good look for me anyway." He jokes.

[thornstocutyouwith]

[ FOLLOW ]  for sender to find receiver at the end of a trail of blood. (Charlotte for Hermes; @mxrvelouscreations )

even more injury memes

A golden blade dropped slightly, golden blood making the sword in the gods hand seems as if it were melting into a pool beneath it. Hermes was splattered in this gold, himself. Though, even if he were injured, he still stood, having just defeated whatever...or more so, whoever, had been attacking him moments earlier. The war between the gods was still as intense as ever, and he had mistakenly allowed himself to be revealed to the enemy, it seemed. Panting he turned to the new presence, a human. Eyeing her, cold blue eyes scanning her form before he gasped, holding a hand to a wound at his side.

Bringing the tip to his sword down he leaned onto it for a moment as he moved to crouch, balancing himself with his bloodied hand, moving it from the wound onto the pavement "You know...I did worse to the other guy." He tried to joke, humans were so soft about these kinds of scenes, he almost expected her to react very poorly, and he didn't think he had the energy to stop her from calling too much attention. He turned his head away, dropping it a little as he continued to try and catch his breath.

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