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Sep. 23rd, 2004 02:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mnt_raph*It's been three days since he's ventured down to the Bar. Raph knows this because he can't help but constantly watch the clock.
Sure, there's quite a bit of time spent on training, and rooftop running, but it just doesn't shake the fact that he knows he has to go back.
If for no other reason than he's out of food. Damn mammal metabolism. It's to the point where even the Weasley Twin's candy is starting to look good. That can't be a good sign. Not at all.
And sight in his left eye would be nice too.
Of course, he knows it's got more to do with lack of food and temporary blindness.. Standing on the corner of his roof again, he watches the door. There are too many things left unsaid, and Raph hates not getting the last word. He hates the feeling inside his chest, and the buzzing in his head. Something has to be done.
And there's no time like the present.*
Sure, there's quite a bit of time spent on training, and rooftop running, but it just doesn't shake the fact that he knows he has to go back.
If for no other reason than he's out of food. Damn mammal metabolism. It's to the point where even the Weasley Twin's candy is starting to look good. That can't be a good sign. Not at all.
And sight in his left eye would be nice too.
Of course, he knows it's got more to do with lack of food and temporary blindness.. Standing on the corner of his roof again, he watches the door. There are too many things left unsaid, and Raph hates not getting the last word. He hates the feeling inside his chest, and the buzzing in his head. Something has to be done.
And there's no time like the present.*
