[The first thing you'll notice is the blood.
The entire left side of his face is covered in it. It's in his hair, on his clothes-- no wonder he's walking a little haphazardly. Not that he seems to mind much. That's the second thing you notice. He's smiling, smiling through the blood on his teeth. Because insanity has a funny way of insulating you
(
Read more... )
Comments 60
As someone that's lost an eye in her world (and then regained it!) Margot is particularly sympathetic to his plight. Losing an eye sucks.
Rushing over, she'll try to steer him towards steps if he'll let her get close enough/allow her to.]
Ooooh, holy weaver, what the fuck happened?!
Reply
Post office... Things must cost more, here...
Reply
[Pushing him down to sit and tearing off strips of her shirt to hold to his face in order to stem the bleeding. Really, this is the best she's got, good job Mayfield for making her a nurse.]
Okay. I don't think that really matters now.
Reply
[He looks up at her with his normal eye.] Your shirt's ripped.
Reply
Reply
Reply
. . . You? I don't believe it. You used the boxtops?
Reply
[And then he looks at his hand.]
... Huh.
Reply
Reply
[aw yeah, shock]
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment