[After the initial shock wears off, Kimblee moves to sit up only to be met with a dull ache in his back. He can already tell there'll be a bruise in the morning, but he's alive. Nothing was broken as far as he could tell, but he was still winded. Having someone crash into him like that was the last thing he expected--actually, freezing up like a deer caught in headlights was the last thing, but he could barely think straight the way it was.
Once he realizes that someone was on him, his expression turns dark and he bites back a small growl.]
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Once he realizes that someone was on him, his expression turns dark and he bites back a small growl.]
Get off of me.