[b]Ite begins to chuckle, blood spattering the ground, flying from his mouth and eye socket. He then walks over to the clinic, thinking about how JT was never going to live this down, being felled by a rock. Heck, perhaps he could even get it in the newspaper. "Mighty Veteran Struck Down by Dirt", the headline would read. But, honestly, this should probably be kept private, to, ahem, save face.[/b] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]