Lazarus

Everything was still echoey and blurry. He couldn't really tell what was going on, apart from he was being carried. He was being thrown about, and somehow ended up over shujin's shoulder in the guild.

Shujin

He sighed as Lazarus was dumped on him. He scowled, before throwing him down onto a couch in the guild hall. "You're lucky.... you're lucky you have friends that care about you in this guild Lazarus-nii." He got close, to whisper. "You should watch out for yourself Lazarus, accidents happen sometimes." That phrase perked Lazarus, as he realised everything. "Metal make..." A short blade formed in Shujin's hand. He held it in a 'dagger stab' hold, before bringing it down, Lazarus clenching. The thump of blade on wood sounded, as Shujin drove the blade into the wooden part of the couch, right next to Lazarus' head. "They'll need a knife to cut the herbs." With that, he stood back, and walked away.