Yojimbo landed akwardly and fell forward on his face. He picked himself up clutching his very broken arm. He reached down to his shoes and grabbed the bottom of his long pants and ripped upwards to his knee, and tore what he had ripped away from the now short legged pant. Yojimbo wrapped the fabric around his shoulder and arm and created a sling so his arm didn't have to hang in pain for ever. He began to walk but stopped as his arm got used to the sling (his broken bone moved over his hurt skin tearing it up). Yojimbo winced for a second and moved over to the other side of the room.
'I wonder if Musashi is alright' Yojimbo thought sliding down a wall and landing in a heap on the ground. "Who needs blood" said Yojimbo to himself as he passed out from blood loss.
OOC- You wouldn't be able to read that note unless you specifically landed on the guardian's lookout, and i think its protected by an energy field so that my not be possible...just FYI
"God I'm lucky" Yojimbo said to himself as he lifted himself off the ground by means of flight. His entire arm was numb and was looking fairly dirty. Infected most probably. He had lost alot of blood, but he figured he was going to be alright. The wound was serious, but too much to the blood cells. "Time for you to go back in" he said to his arm grabbing one of the skin free bones. He held back the scream and roared under his breath heavily as he moved the bone through his skin and back into place. Still broken, but he wouldn't have it cutting him in other places. He ripped the next four less painfully, but none the less still dangerous. "Done" he whispered. But his arm was still painfully, and that's when he realized his shoulder was dislocated from the socket. "DAMMIT!" he screamed looking at his arm. Yojimbo didn't think twice and popped it back in as fast as he could, but the pain was still the same, painfull. He was as good as new. Of course his arm was broken, and he had holes where the bones had come through, but he could move it into a more comfortable position.
Yojimbo now standing, walked over to the ledge he had flown in on. "WHERE AM I?" he screamed at the open, hoping someone would hear him, "WHERE CAN I GET MY ARM FIXED?" he joked. Nothing happened so he sat on the ledge. "I'm not leaving until I found out where the hell I am and where Musashi is" he said to himself beginning to think of what his plan would be.