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[hello hunter. ryn's busy checking out what they can see of the dorms, already changed into a different outfit-- long-sleeved, high-necked dark grey robes and gloves, leaving only his face and ears uncovered. nooo more jumpsuit.]
...so, what do you make of our [air quotes included] 'eternal punishment'.
...so, what do you make of our [air quotes included] 'eternal punishment'.
[Farewell jumpsuit. Hunter has changed into another outfit as well, but... It is honestly not that much better than the prison garb. He's still wearing crocs. Willingly. Awful.]
It's stupid. [LIFE IS ALREADY A NIGHTMARE. He huffs.] But I can't tell if they're really that into it, or overcompensating for something. [Or both. Mystery.
Hunter isn't alone, though. There's red cardinal perched on his shoulder, just chilling.]
It's stupid. [LIFE IS ALREADY A NIGHTMARE. He huffs.] But I can't tell if they're really that into it, or overcompensating for something. [Or both. Mystery.
Hunter isn't alone, though. There's red cardinal perched on his shoulder, just chilling.]
[hey what the fuck i did NOT get a notif on our first pc. god. we're fixing it now because he's seeking out hunter, wherever he happens to be, however long after execution works for you.]
Hunter? How's your condition.
[straight to the point. he might not heal anymore, but still.]
Hunter? How's your condition.
[straight to the point. he might not heal anymore, but still.]
[Hunter is probably tucked away in some corner of the hell void, checking out his nose on his phone's front camera while Flapjack fusses at him. He will at least put down his phone when Rynlan finds him, though.]
... I'm fine. [But then the bird promptly yanks on his little hair noodle, chirping like he's calling him out.] Ow— I said I'm fine!
[He is very fine and also nursing some flash burns, cuts, scratches and a whole lot of bruising. Public executions just be like that.]
... I'm fine. [But then the bird promptly yanks on his little hair noodle, chirping like he's calling him out.] Ow— I said I'm fine!
[He is very fine and also nursing some flash burns, cuts, scratches and a whole lot of bruising. Public executions just be like that.]
[Flapjack preens like, yes, he IS a good bird despite the fact that Hunter is staring at him like he's committed high treason. Betrayed by his own support animal.
After a moment, though, he sighs.]
Any experience with these? [Gestures at the flash burns...] I don't care if they heal "right," I just don't want to deal with an infection.
After a moment, though, he sighs.]
Any experience with these? [Gestures at the flash burns...] I don't care if they heal "right," I just don't want to deal with an infection.
[some googling on my end later:]
Hm. The good news is they won't require much, but a little more than we have on hand here. Cooling, cleansing; normally a salve to prevent infection, but in the absence of that, careful cleaning whenever the bandaging is changed... I'm sure there's something we could use for those.
[is this a use for the sexy school uniforms back at the campus? he sure thinks so!
but his ears perk-]
Oh, the bar must have ice for the drinks, if not a source of water to clean glasses.
[they will at least be able to handle cooling, if not actually cleaning the burns.]
Don't use ice directly, it'll need to melt and warm so it isn't too cold.
Hm. The good news is they won't require much, but a little more than we have on hand here. Cooling, cleansing; normally a salve to prevent infection, but in the absence of that, careful cleaning whenever the bandaging is changed... I'm sure there's something we could use for those.
[is this a use for the sexy school uniforms back at the campus? he sure thinks so!
but his ears perk-]
Oh, the bar must have ice for the drinks, if not a source of water to clean glasses.
[they will at least be able to handle cooling, if not actually cleaning the burns.]
Don't use ice directly, it'll need to melt and warm so it isn't too cold.
[The sexy school girl uniforms have found their true calling as subpar bandages in hell.
He nods, looking off to the side while he listens, taking mental note of the recommendations...]
So... Stick ice in water, and let it melt completely first?
He nods, looking off to the side while he listens, taking mental note of the recommendations...]
So... Stick ice in water, and let it melt completely first?
That should work. It'll be hard to keep up, with how warm it is here, but it's better than nothing-- the important part is getting it clean.
[as he turns to go back to the bar-]
Wait if you want, or come with me if you don't. As long as it doesn't aggravate injuries I won't insist you stay put.
[as he turns to go back to the bar-]
Wait if you want, or come with me if you don't. As long as it doesn't aggravate injuries I won't insist you stay put.
... I've had worse, I'll deal.
[Which is to say, yeah. He scoops Flapjack up and moves to follow.]
[Which is to say, yeah. He scoops Flapjack up and moves to follow.]
[Hunter, coming up from the laundry room and stepping right into this. Help.
He freezes immediately to stare.]
... Did I miss something.
He freezes immediately to stare.]
... Did I miss something.
Titan, why.
[HE HATES THIS... He balances his clean laundry on his left hip, warily staring at the the grossness.]
This is gonna be a pain to clean up.
[HE HATES THIS... He balances his clean laundry on his left hip, warily staring at the the grossness.]
This is gonna be a pain to clean up.
[CATTE... Hunter is immediately getting drawn over by the allure of cat, looking at it curiously.]
You got one, too?
You got one, too?
Oh, no. I'm not suggesting we clean it. [he Refuses to touch the cake goop.] But I bet we're gonna keep finding frosting between the couch cushions for weeks.
[That sure all happened! Hunter will be in the common room, idly tracing a finger over a scar on his neck while he looks at Flapjack thoughtfully. For once, the bird isn't using him as a perch, but instead sitting on the back of the couch while warbling in concern.]
Hm? [Still a little distracted by the bird, but.] Oh, uh, yeah. I guess. I didn't get off as badly as the others.
Hm? [Still a little distracted by the bird, but.] Oh, uh, yeah. I guess. I didn't get off as badly as the others.
Well, this is hell.
[Besides the new scar for his collection, there aren't any other visible injuries... Though, it's hard to tell if he's hiding anything under his clothes.]
[Besides the new scar for his collection, there aren't any other visible injuries... Though, it's hard to tell if he's hiding anything under his clothes.]
... What do you mean? Where was she?
[a baby... flapjack chirps from where he is perched on hunter's head, staring at the catte thoughtfully...
and then he flies off to fetch a single raw chicken wing.]
[a baby... flapjack chirps from where he is perched on hunter's head, staring at the catte thoughtfully...
and then he flies off to fetch a single raw chicken wing.]
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