Taking in deep shallow breathes, tharn furrowed his brow to then slowly open his eyes to look to the ground to see the puddle of water, he then groaned has he was laying to his side to feel a huge ache to the back of his head, he then closed his eyes to place a hand to it to rub.
Ooow!
Tharn signed to then slowly open his eyes once more to widen them has he looked across the way to see type in a similar position. He was to his side to be breathing in shallowly to be still unconscious, tharn then peered his eyes down to his one hand that still held his sword to then peer his eyes slowly back to type to then flex his jaw.
I can take him out, right here and now.....
Tharn then slowly brought up his sword about to strike to then sign to lower it.
He's still unconscious, where is the honor? This is just back stabbing and....
Before tharn could really think, type then twitched to slowly open his eyes to drop the sword in his hand to then go to his back to place his hands to the back of his head to groan.
Oooow! What the hell!
Tharn stayed to his position to eye over type who kept rubbing his head to then slowly get up to have his head hung to keep rubbing.
"What..... What happened?"
Tharn slowly then moved up to place a hand back to the back of his head to rub to continue to eye him to keep his hand to his sword.
Type signed.
"Your quietness is very....."
"Knocked the other out. Due to water exposure."
Type slowly opened his eyes to then turn his head to look to tharn who then hung his head to keep rubbing.
"Well, this isn't a good place for us to train I see. Think we also might have a concussion."
Tharn shrugged to keep rubbing the back of his head for type to then hang his head to keep rubbing.
"Do.... You have the time?"
Tharn brought up his arm with his sword to look to his watch to widen his eyes to grit his teeth.
"It's.....4am."
Type parted his lips to groan.
"Crap! We've been here for the last 6 hours! My dad is going to kill me."
Type then placed his hands to the ground to get up a bit to fast to then wobble to place a hand to his forehead to rub to whimper.
Tharn placed his hand down to look up.
Believe we do have a concussion.
Type then started to go forward a bit to then laid his body to the wall to place his hand back to the place it hurt.
What the hell! How did he hurt me this much when we fell? Him and I really are evenly matched.
Type signed to then use the wall to start to step about to go to his bag, tharn turned his head to eye this.
"Where are you going?"
"Home."
"When your in this much pain?"
"Can't stay here. Need to make sure I stay awake for the next 24 hours, need to see a doctor."
Tharn darted his eyes over type to then turn his head to look forward to make a face.
"I know.....of a doctor that will remain silent. Do you?"
Type stopped when he grabbed his back to sign.
"No. But if I have a concussion....."
Type then moved his body to lay it to the wall to look to the side to see tharn get up to wobble to keep one hand to the back of his head to then keep his hand to his sword to then slowly step forward.
"Follow me."
"Where?"
Tharn stopped to eye down with a face.
"We can't go home, not like this, we can't fully explain, we will just have to keep the other awake for the next 24 hours, I know of a doctor who will not talk. Now come."
Type narrowed his eyes.
"I'm not your...."
Tharn turned to give type quite the stare down for him to roll his eyes to take in a deep breathe to push his body against the wall to keep a hand to his head to rub to have the bag to about his body has it had a strap, to then go slowly behind to second guess this.
Has they ventured out, type kept his hand to his head has it was throbbing to be eyeing tharns one hand that had his sword and tharns to roll his eyes to then look forward.
That sword is super glued to his hand I swear.
Has type walked his vision started to go a bit blurry his body to then hit the wall to breathe and hard. Tharn stumbled a bit to then stop to turn to have his other hand to his head to eye over type to make a face to sign. He then turned his head to look forward to stumble forward to keep going.
"Pathetic." He worded every syllable slowly.
Type took in very deep breathes to gulp to move himself away from the wall to then continue to follow.
After a very long time, types legs buckled for him to fall to his knees to hang his head to have a hand to the ground, his other to his head to shake his head a bit.
"I.....I can't keep going....."
Tharn stopped to darted his slightly blurry eyes to make a really hard face to grip his swords to his one hand.
This kid is never going to make it, should just take him out now!
Tharn took in a deep breathe to then look forward to see someone walking to him, he then made a face full of relieve.
"Doctor."
The doctor nodded to then move his head about to widen his eyes has who he saw to the ground, he then looked to tharn.
"Is that who I think....."
"Long story. We both might have concussions, do you have your car?"
The doctor nodded to then watch tharn go about him to find his car to then turn his head to look over type to then turn to go to tharn who then opened the passenger door to place his swords in to then eye the doctor who was coming forward.
"You need to gather up him, he won't make it."
The doctor stopped to wrap his arms about himself.
"I am not going to help a duungis. I don't know what you two are up to but.... Hey!"
Tharn rolled his eyes has he talked to then slam the car door and hard to then go back to type wobbling a bit to stand before him.
"Get up."
Type kept his head hung to try to move his feet to no avail.
"I'm.... Trying.... Not working......"
Tharn rolled his eyes to then grab off types bag to place it over himself to the pick up type to place his arm over his body to help him to the car for type to keep his head hung to be so very confused with these actions to be pulled to the doctors car to sit in the back while tharn sat in the front for them to go to a place where type was on edge about, but what else could he do. Especially when he found out a bit earlier, due to the hit, his phone broke.
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Fanfictionin Thailand there were two very big rival gangs, one the naritams, they were precise, quiet and deadly the other the duungis, they were gentle, intelligent and very hard to defeat. years ago all the gangs in Thailand got along well, however with the...