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[not_unhaunted]

[Tyki is just chilling here in a random kitchen. It's cheerful enough, bright with lots of fluorescent lights, and it's not exactly a mess- although it's not a decent hour by any standard. There are a couple rolls of bandages, one half-gone, on the table he's sitting at, along with a scotch tape dispenser, lots of snapped matches (hard to light up

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[dollmaker_noah]

[He's just looking for something to eat when he stumbles across this scene. Wisely just stands there for a moment, trying to decide whether he should offer to help or turn around and find another kitchen.] ...Tyki?

[not_unhaunted]

[gives a vague, distracted smile.] More or less, Spider.

[been a while, Wisely~.]

[dollmaker_noah]

Spider? [Slight twitch at the nickname but oh well. He's heard worse.] You okay, Tyki? You don't look too good...

[ooc:Hi~ New muse is new so sorry if he's a little off >> And is it alright if at some point, Wisely tries to read his mind?]

[not_unhaunted]

[he motions slightly unsteadily to Wisely's head.] Mm, lots of eyes, you know.

...The hell're you talking about? [see this utterly confused expression? he has no idea why he wouldn't be okay~.]

[[OOC: Oh, you're good! And yeah, go ahead ♥.]]

[dollmaker_noah]

[Wisely blinks at him for a minute before sighing. He's completely out of his head, isn't he? He glances at the bottles of pills and then back at Tyki.] Your hand. What happened to it?

[After a moment's diliberation, Wisely crosses the room to help finish bandaging the wound. He reaches out for the injured hand but pauses, making sure Tyki won't smack him away.] Need help bandaging this?

[not_unhaunted]

[pretty much.] Lying Exorcist bitch snapped some bones is what happened. [with tired venom.]

[he shakes his head.] No, it's good enough.

[dollmaker_noah]

[Exorcists. Wisely grimances, he has some experience with exorcists and none of it is pleasant.] Well, that sucks. Did you at least pay her back for the damage?

[He begins cleaning up the bloody mess. Not because he wants to clean it or anything. He just plans on eating on the table in a few minutes and he doesn't want to have to deal with blood near his food.] Have the pain killers kicked in yet?

[not_unhaunted]

No. [looks a little bitter.]

[just watches hazily.] Think so. [ALWAYS ON PILLS ANYWAY, no1curr.]

[dollmaker_noah]

[He pauses and glances at Tyki. That isn't like his brethren. He considers probing his mind a little. He decides against it, though, since his mind will probably be a little foggy right now. He can probe later.] Do you want something to eat?

[he disposes of the bloody bandages and eyes the bloody shirt in annoyance. He'll take care of that later. Washing his hands and going over to the fridge.]

[not_unhaunted]

[shakes his head.] I'll pass, don't bother.

[he'd help, really he would, but. too drugged and too lazy.]

[dollmaker_noah]

Got it. [Then Wisely is going to make himself a meal and keep his brother company. He doesn't trust Tyki not to pass out at the table. He sits down at one end of the table with a sandwich a few minutes later.]

[not_unhaunted]

[will just watch him and his sandwich with the intensity of the functionally crazy!]

You new?

[dollmaker_noah]

[Glancing at Tyki, Wisely nods absently.] Yes. I don't think this place likes me very much. [Looking at his sandwich worriedly. Why is Tyki staring at so intensely?]

[not_unhaunted]

[ffff don't worry about your sandwich, bro.]

Doesn't like anyone.

[dollmaker_noah]

[Taking a hesitant bite of it. It tastes normal enough.] Did it drop a couch on you too? Or am I just special?

[not_unhaunted]

[resists the urge to snicker.] ...Ah, no, I think you're just special.