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[rape_o_clock]

[It's late, and while most of camp are probably asleep, there's a lone ATer making his way into one of the forest clearings. He seems to be favouring his left leg, and looks around the area before taking a seat under the shade of a tree. Glancing left and right, as if expecting someone, his figure finally relaxes and takes out a small tool kit

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[servicewitha]

[has been sitting high up in a tree across the clearing for the better part of an hour now, reading, because he has no idea what a normal sleep schedule is anymore and has taken to wandering on nights like tonight. noticing movement out of the corner of his eye, he goes absolutely still and silent, completely masking his presence until he realizes it's Aeon. opening his mouth to call out to him, he stops as he sees him pull something out of his pocket, and just watches for the moment instead, curious.]

[rape_o_clock]

[He sits back on the tree, and lays out the toolkit on the ground beside him. Aeon lifts his left leg up and bends it a couple times, grimacing at the action, then draws the knee close to him. Carefully tugging his pant leg up, Aeon inspects the damage]

Tch.

[servicewitha]

[stares first at the kit, then at Aeon's leg and narrows his eyes]

[rape_o_clock]

[picks up the screwdriver from the kit and takes it to the side of the knee joint and tightens one of the screws, then tests and bends his leg, before going back to the screw and fiddling around with it several more times. He does this on both sides, constantly tightening and loosening several screws around the knee and testing it]

[rape_o_clock]

I don't think it'll be much of a bother.

[servicewitha]

That's good.

Do you mind sharing with me, or would you rather sleep by yourself?

[rape_o_clock]

. . .

I wouldn't want to kick you out of your own bed.

[servicewitha]

It's really all right either way.