[ Funny the things the brain does under sudden stress, because the first thing that comes to mind when the jug connects with Giles's skull is 'at least I put the tray down first'. The second thing that comes to mind isn't a coherent thought so much as it is blinding tangle of pain and confusion. The third is something about Arcadia, that he's clearly displeased The Master of the House, but it barely has time to surface before it's drowned out by the continuing pain.
He grunts, falls to his knees, reaches blindly for something, anything, to grab hold of, something to fight with, or protect himself with. There's something- he can- a contract, he can disappear if he can just clear his mind long enough to use it ]
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He grunts, falls to his knees, reaches blindly for something, anything, to grab hold of, something to fight with, or protect himself with. There's something- he can- a contract, he can disappear if he can just clear his mind long enough to use it ]