[but his teeth snap on it, tear it apart before it can get out, that naked vulnerability too easily preyed on (besides, what difference does it make? you'll still be you when you get there)]
[Badou wipes an oozing arm on his shirt, picks a direction -- it isn't the way he came -- and starts to walk off]
[ he could go after badou, chase him, bodily haul him back to 1470 and toushirou and carol or he could take him back to heart-attack manor and pray the world didn't implode from the force of two different monsters in the same general space.
he could, and he doesn't. tired and weary and smarting every which way, he limps back to the car.
the first time in a decade he feels closest to defeat. ]
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[Badou wipes an oozing arm on his shirt, picks a direction -- it isn't the way he came -- and starts to walk off]
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he could, and he doesn't. tired and weary and smarting every which way, he limps back to the car.
the first time in a decade he feels closest to defeat. ]