[Sora's vision is wavering in and out, pounding from where his head had hit the floor, the coppery taste of blood in his mouth. Vaguely, he's aware of Minako a few feet away, tussling with the guy who'd hit him, but he's not in much of a state for coherent thought at the moment. There's a throbbing in his side where he'd gotten slashed, but he's mostly sure it didn't puncture any organs or anything. Probably.
It takes a few moments for the darkness at the edges of his mind to begin ebb away, and he thinks, 'I have to help Minako'. Sora forces his eyes to open, blinking a few times to clear them, and finds that perhaps his cousin didn't need his help after all.
She's still standing in the same spot, hands and spear covered in blood, and he wonders whose blood it is, exactly. He can't see the attacker from his spot on the floor, and he doesn't dare try to lift his head to try to find him.]
Mina...?
[His voice is small and croaky, like a child who'd woken up from a bad dream. It all came on so quickly, he's not even sure what just happened. But there's blood slowly soaking his shirt and dripping down his cousins hands and he needs to do... something.]
Minako omg
It takes a few moments for the darkness at the edges of his mind to begin ebb away, and he thinks, 'I have to help Minako'. Sora forces his eyes to open, blinking a few times to clear them, and finds that perhaps his cousin didn't need his help after all.
She's still standing in the same spot, hands and spear covered in blood, and he wonders whose blood it is, exactly. He can't see the attacker from his spot on the floor, and he doesn't dare try to lift his head to try to find him.]
Mina...?
[His voice is small and croaky, like a child who'd woken up from a bad dream. It all came on so quickly, he's not even sure what just happened. But there's blood slowly soaking his shirt and dripping down his cousins hands and he needs to do... something.]