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KYD
"I don't need...your help...!" Kyd muttered, gritting his teeth. This would hurt. It would hurt way more than it was already hurting. And that was a lot.
He slid off the pipe slowly, until he was hanging by just his fingertips, then took a deep breath and fully let go. Twelve feet wasn't a huge drop normally.
He hit the ground with a low moan and grabbed at his legs.
Paid too much attention to one leg and fucked up the other.
Hopefully the sharp pain came only from a twisted ankle. Despite his soreness, Kyd managed to roll over enough to glare at the policeman.
"I'm not dead yet, you little piece of shit. Give me time, and I swear I'll poison you and send you on your fucking way to oblivion!"
Posted 03-29-2012, 12:36 AM