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*has, once again, managed to get himself into a Situation with a pissy demonthing*
*clutches a bloody scalpel in his right hand -- this isn't, however, the first thing one might notice. that honour goes to his wings, still out and unfolded. one is merely soaked in blood; it's still bleeding from a long gash just above one of the veins. the other is in much worse shape: halfway down, the bone of the wing has been broken more than a little messily -- in addition, a metal rod has been jammed deep into the marrow itself*
*is still crying, but smiles -- faintly, shakily, maybe a little dazedly given the amount of blood he lost and is still losing plus the pain* That was -- painful, yes, but -- somehow worth it.
Mephistopheles? I hope you're all right. I'd apologize again, but --
*will just sit down rather suddenly now, bury his face in his hands, and cry as quietly as he can manage*
*clutches a bloody scalpel in his right hand -- this isn't, however, the first thing one might notice. that honour goes to his wings, still out and unfolded. one is merely soaked in blood; it's still bleeding from a long gash just above one of the veins. the other is in much worse shape: halfway down, the bone of the wing has been broken more than a little messily -- in addition, a metal rod has been jammed deep into the marrow itself*
*is still crying, but smiles -- faintly, shakily, maybe a little dazedly given the amount of blood he lost and is still losing plus the pain* That was -- painful, yes, but -- somehow worth it.
Mephistopheles? I hope you're all right. I'd apologize again, but --
*will just sit down rather suddenly now, bury his face in his hands, and cry as quietly as he can manage*