"Hold still ye bloody minger-" Swing and a miss, though by the whistle of the end of the gun flying through the air, that one would have hurt. Honestly, knocking Sanzo out and then clumsily dragging him to an inn seemed like the best idea. Tack some anti-vampire wards on the door, he can get out in the morning and Cass will be long gone.
Good plan. He likes this plan.
He does however, take a full fist in the ribs, and that does indeed start up a deep, ragged series of coughs.
It also has him stumbling back quickly to try and keep out of range, spitting a mouthful of thick fluid out of his mouth. It's not red.
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"Hold still ye bloody minger-" Swing and a miss, though by the whistle of the end of the gun flying through the air, that one would have hurt. Honestly, knocking Sanzo out and then clumsily dragging him to an inn seemed like the best idea. Tack some anti-vampire wards on the door, he can get out in the morning and Cass will be long gone.
Good plan. He likes this plan.
He does however, take a full fist in the ribs, and that does indeed start up a deep, ragged series of coughs.
It also has him stumbling back quickly to try and keep out of range, spitting a mouthful of thick fluid out of his mouth. It's not red.
But it's not good either.
"DAMN YE, ye petulant ugly horse faced-"