[*] Kunzite

[dramatispersonae]

[ Your team is left alone - strange, how it didn't seem like you went anywhere, just everyone else disappeared.

A woman's voice - can be heard now ]

Ah . . . what I would give . . . no, what you will give? Your choices will determine that, so let us play a simple card game. But first, choose your stance.

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[dramatispersonae]

Ah. . . it seems someone attacked you. You gained a minor injury card.

[ from nowhere a huntsman's ax strikes out - at all of you. And you all gain a long gash, six inches long and nearly half an inch deep on your body. . . part/area. . . of choosing. ]

[isfet]

[gash right down his shoulder and across his chest, oh boy.]

Fuck--!

[surefire]

[ouch gash on the arm. bites her lip a tiny bit, but mostly seems blase]

Oh, is that all...

[isfet]

Don't sound cooler about it than I do!

[surefire]

Don't get mad at me because you couldn't suck it up!

[supersensitive]

Ow, fuck--

[gripping his arm |(]