Lucas gave a small chuckle when he saw Arnakin(?) run off, making his chest move, which in turn made him groan in fücking agony.
"Oh goddammit just kill me right now.."
He muttered to himself, with a distasteful undertone.
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Ling got up. "Well I'm off now, hope I don't get scolded for being out late!" He said jokingly. "But yeah..just rest you two and the wounds will eventually heal themselves." Ling opened the door and let himself out. [spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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"Bye, Ling! Night, Chloe!" He said before passing out again, this time for a sleep instead of to have someone fish around in his chest cavity. [spoiler]Now end, yah. [/spoiler]