❝backdated fallout after stuff.

[notonboard]

[SOMETIME LATE SEPTEMBER, a scarfed kid is stumbling out of the cornfields onto hir knees, holding one side of hir face with both hands. whatever sie's covering, it seems to be bleeding profusely.]

Shit--!

[ belated fallout post for dietrich stuff. anyone is welcome to comment; i just didn't want to make it its own post /o/ ]

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[knightlyriderp]

What is--what happened?

[notonboard]

[--half deer in headlights, but narrows eyes]

--Nothing. It's... nothing. Why are you--?

[knightlyriderp]

I was just walking by--that can't be nothing!

[notonboard]

It was an accident. Look, you -- know where the hospital is?

[knightlyriderp]

Yes, I can show you the way.

[notonboard]

... thanks.

[getting up carefully, not removing hands; though they're pretty soaked by now]

[knightlyriderp]

...do you want...a cloth or something?

[notonboard]

It's fine. Let's go.

[shoots a glance at, going ahead by a few steps to change hir hands with the cloth of hir scarf as quickly as sie can. still, the gash was still visible for a moment, if barely.]

[knightlyriderp]

[...did I just see--holy crap!!]

Your wounds-

[notonboard]

Nothing.

[if you aren't going to be helpful i will start going in whatever direction i think the hospital is okay]

[knightlyriderp]

--ah, it's this way.

[notonboard]

[jeez.]

Should've said so earlier.

[knightlyriderp]

S-Sorry. Let's hurry so you can get that treated.

[notonboard]

[yes please. just following.]

[knightlyriderp]

[Very brisk jogwalk to the hospital ._.]

[notonboard]

[and assuming they're there-!

... doesn't actually know where anything is, balls]