Date: 2009-10-30 01:13 am (UTC)
Den reaches out and the corpse shifts, gets to its feet and staggers away from Sark before dropping to the ground again. It probably leaves quite a few spines embedded in Sark's back.

"Be nice," he grunts. Den sits up slowly. "I have been."

At least it's a through-and-through shot. He sighs. Another trip to the healing angel's pen.
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