[ Black's never been good with this sort of thing--the whole blood and gore thing, the whole dead body thing--and God, hadn't Zagi been dead? But no, he's right there, attacking Kamui, and--
as quick as it's started, it's over, or so it feels. Black's hands have involuntarily covered his eyes, fingers curled a little, and the sight's not really any better to peek out at.
...so he doesn't, not for long anyway. He turns away and leans back against his podium, only letting his hands drop to his sides after a few deep breaths. He's fine, he's fine, he just--needs a moment so he doesn't completely empty his stomach in front of everyone like he did in year five. ]
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as quick as it's started, it's over, or so it feels. Black's hands have involuntarily covered his eyes, fingers curled a little, and the sight's not really any better to peek out at.
...so he doesn't, not for long anyway. He turns away and leans back against his podium, only letting his hands drop to his sides after a few deep breaths. He's fine, he's fine, he just--needs a moment so he doesn't completely empty his stomach in front of everyone like he did in year five. ]