deathsdoctor: (Fight | Sticks and stones)
deathsdoctor ([personal profile] deathsdoctor) wrote in [personal profile] yourhatred 2012-01-27 10:55 am (UTC)

[Action/December 20/morning]

Alright. [He drains the last of the water, puts it down on the nightstand.] I'll try for a few more hours.

[He's going to settle down and crawl back under the covers of the bed. It will take a few minutes, but he slowly drifts off.

The next few hours are like the night before. Except Law's slightly more restless in his sleep. Overall, the chakra levels rise, a tide of energy coming in, slowly, choppily, and dip, siphoned away somewhere else, the water returning to the sea. Not quite normal, no. There is something unusual going on. And who knows what the Sharingan can perceive in regards to a Devil Fruit and its powers and its demands from its wielder.

And so Law sleeps and is silent.

Until he jackknifes up with a gasp, blue fire liming his form for a second. His eyes snap open, nearly wild - migraine at now manageable levels and not blinded by it - and he suppresses a grunt of a different kind of pain, because...

Shit.

HUNGRY.]

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