Date: 2009-05-03 03:19 am (UTC)
"Shi--" and then the fist connected, knocking the wind right out of Auria's lungs. Her grip weakened and her hammer left her hand as she crumpled, vision turning black at the edges. She stayed there, wheezing.

Don't go down this easily! What the fuck is wrong with you?

Auria forced herself to lift off the ground. Her ribs bitched about being moved so soon--she had to get her hammer. Where the hell was her hammer. It was there, at the edge of her sight. She rolled her eyes up and lurched forward, still wheezing.
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