Harboring a Burning Passion

Law stood his ground, putting slightly less weight on the leg that was less stable, and stared down Ulv. It was true that he was on the losing end of this encounter, but that didn't affect the fiery passion that always burned within him. He was never one to accept defeat, not even when the combat was a simple training session. He gave every battle his absolute all, and that frequently fucked him over, but it also helped him to grow, and rapidly at that. Because of that fact, it wasn't something he was willing to disregard, not even when he was getting knocked around. Especially not when he was getting knocked around.

As Ulv spoke he kept his cool, however he did once more raise on eyebrow at what he said.

"I appreciate the advice, but we're in the middle of a fight, are we not? Let's keep things moving."

Shortly after he'd said this he noticed that she was indeed keeping things moving, and had probably been intending to do so whether or not he'd spoken. Still, snarky remarks had a mind of their own, and they would come and go as they pleased. Within the next second she was moving towards him at what could only be considered super-sonic speeds. Yes, he was certain he'd hear the boom shortly after she reached him. With only the smallest fraction of a second to determine what her exact speed and trajectory were, his brain set off at super speed. He could determine by the way her body had originally been positioned just what she was aiming for, now the real test of wits came into play. Luckily, mentally, he was no slouch. As Ulv rocketed towards him he determined her exact velocity, and measured that against the speed with which he could move his arms to determine exactly when he should make his move.

As Ulv's shoulder slammed into his own chest Law's arms tightly gripped themselves around her entire torso, ensuring that she would be taking this ride with him, wherever that took them. He'd already determined the amount of force this attack would hold, but that didn't mean that he was any less affected by it when it did hit him. He could feel every bit of air he'd held in his lungs instantly escape. Both of his shoulders were severely dislocated, his sternum was fractured, all of his ribs were severely damaged, the upper ones taking the brunt of the force and breaking, but there were fractures all the way down his rib cage, as well as a few more internal injuries he couldn't accurately asses at the moment. At the same time he could feel her body pressed firmly against his own, warm and comforting as it was. A worthwhile compensation, in the end. As his back slammed against the ground, Law looked up into the face of this extraordinarily muscular woman. Her muscularity was something he was all the more aware of at this moment, but at the same time he could feel the softness that a woman would normally have. It was jarring, but pleasant nonetheless. He smiled, and gave her a wink, hoping to show that even though he was physically outclassed, he wasn't at a complete loss in terms of what to do. A bit of blood trickled from his lips as he did so.

Law could tell that his body was a bit fucked, but he wasn't really too concerned. Sure, it hurt like crazy, but he could fix himself up by morning. He could also tell that he was imminently close to blacking out, which would almost certainly not be good, but he could hold that off for a while longer yet. He was a bit surprised when Ulv managed to remove herself from the shirt he now held in his arms, but he supposed he should have expected something like that.Looking towards Ulv, he gave her a bloody smile, winced slightly, and then began to speak. His words weren't really in response to her own, in fact they were entirely unrelated, but to be fair he was sort of out of it at the moment, so that couldn't be held against him.

"Is this a souvenir? Fuck that, I'd rather have the bra."

Closing his eyes for a moment, Law could tell that he needed to deal with his injuries as soon as possible, but walking on his own back into the building was clearly out of the question. He realized now that he should have brought his Zanpakuto along with him, even if he wasn't planning on using it, but oh well, you live and you learn. Hopefully Ulv would bring it to him.

"Could you bring me the big ass sword I left on that bed? I kinda need it."

After saying this Law blacked out for about a second and a half, then opened his eyes once more. He began to cough, which caused the pain in his ribs to increase exponentially, and the metallic taste of blood in his mouth was almost overwhelming. He really needed that sword. He also realized that he hadn't actually said why it was that he needed it, but he hoped that wouldn't matter.

Law allowed himself to be transported without much protest. After all, it wasn't like he had much left in him. The sensation of traveling across the city so quickly was slightly disconcerting, however. He wished that Ulv would have simply brought him his sword instead of moving him across the city though. After all, it wasn't like he was unable to repair himself. Still, it made sense that she would have done this. He didn't exactly explain why it was that he simply wanted his sword, and he didn't expect her to intuitively know that he could heal himself with his powers.

As they arrived at the place of business of this local healer, Law could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness. He recognized that Ulv was making noise, and that the noises she was making were almost certainly words, but he didn't actually understand what it was that she was saying. Oh well, he didn't concern himself too much with it, and just allowed himself to black out.

When he did finally awaken from his slumber Law sat up before remembering why it was that he was here in the first place. Even so, it didn't seem to make much difference. He inspected his body thoroughly, and soon discovered that he was perfectly fine once more. That wasn't something he'd expected, but it turned out that this healer Ulv had brought him too was quite skilled. There was hardly a trace of the grueling combat he'd just been through left on his body, and that was good enough for him.

It was around this time that he began to crave a smoke, and so he removed himself from the bed and looked around. Upon finding nobody in his immediate vicinity he exited the building and rested his body against the wall. Moments later he fished the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and brought one to his lips. It was then that he realized they'd all been destroyed.

"Fuck."

He ripped one of the mangled cigarettes in half so that it could actually be smoked to any reasonable degree, then planted it firmly in his mouth. He then took out the silver lighter that he always carried with him, struck it, and lit the flimsy excuse for a cigarette that hung from his lips.

"Better than nothing... I guess."

He had the strange feeling that Ulv would be returning to this place, and because of that he didn't simply walk off. Instead he stood patiently as he smoked the cigarette, and awaited her return. Still needed that sword after all.