[The pain is blinding, and familiar - he's been hit in the stomach before, slashed just like this, even down to his spine - but he doesn't his Zanpakuto, or anything like that. He just has a normal sword, but there's no way he can ever hurt Mary.
There's a taste of blood in his mouth, and he realizes he bit his cheek when he reared back - another familiar sensation, even among all this pain and despair.]
Why did you - have to -
[He cuts himself off with a hiss, shakily reaching for the badge in his pocket on instinct, because this isn't something that will kill him right away - the angle was bad for that, and it hurts.]
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[The pain is blinding, and familiar - he's been hit in the stomach before, slashed just like this, even down to his spine - but he doesn't his Zanpakuto, or anything like that. He just has a normal sword, but there's no way he can ever hurt Mary.
There's a taste of blood in his mouth, and he realizes he bit his cheek when he reared back - another familiar sensation, even among all this pain and despair.]
Why did you - have to -
[He cuts himself off with a hiss, shakily reaching for the badge in his pocket on instinct, because this isn't something that will kill him right away - the angle was bad for that, and it hurts.]