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Who: Heroes
When: Day 36 night
Where: Back outside the train

[Well. You’re all in some kind of. State. A rather chagrined voice mutters on the wind;]

That isn’t quite how I envisioned it going…

[At any rate! There are new stars in the sky in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple and senna terracotta.

Well how are you all doing?]

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[ Faito’s just going to lay here on the ground with her new clockwork arm and leg, staring dazedly into the sky, her face flushed with fever ]

What the ffffuck, I can’t dickpunch the wind ...

[TERRIBLY, THANKS!!

that is to say, he has a nice new steampunky automail arm which he's using to cover half his face, and he's kind of. shaking and panicky. looking for escape routes like a trapped animal.]

[ Well, Crow was curled up on the ground but he picks himself up fairly quickly and looks around pretty wild-eyed for a moment before he pulls out his orbal guns from ?somewhere? and just starts fucking shooting at anyone who gets near him. ]

[Morning is crylaughing and hysterical, but she's managed to fashion her clockwork heart to her shirt sleeve and-]

Funny, right?

[Wanting to eat human flesh really badly was not on his list of things-to-do today. Neither was having his heart turn into a metal clock around his neck or being really cold or turning transparent at a much more alarming rate due to the extreme hunger.

Oh there's a truth compulsion effect, too.

Either way Noon has seen better days probably! He's just gonna. Lie here, hunched over. Just gotta willpower over the flesh desire for a second, especially since it's everywhere around him now.]

[Hey, got a clockwork heart and all sorts of tense and my left hand has bruised knuckles, BUT OTHERWISE]

[Keeping it together]

[Not like he wasn't a kind of lich before or anything]

Yeah. Real hysterical.

[Are we still hugging? Might still be doing that.]

[It's the worst thing to be on the to do list today.]

Hey....hey, you still with us?

[There is a groan with some mumbling.]

...Not because I want to be.

....you think it's actually possible to get your heart back in like that?

[Mister transparent.]

If only.

[Well]

[At least it's just your limbs.]

[He's. He's got a clockwork heart.]

[Well she was approaching to try and figure out what was going on

and then he fucking shot her.

Luckily for them both, she used a power token just before this. So the wound starts to regenerate immediately--

Naeva, however, is less than amused.]

--FOR FUCK'S SAKE, CROW.

...Noon?

[Sir she doesn't mean to alarm you but you appear to be a ghost.]

If I was honest, which I don't wanna be but I can't help myself for some reason, I have the feeling you'll be able to get it back in, but closing it up is gonna be a pain in the ass.

[mumbles to himself for a long while but there is a dejected mutter underneath all of that:]

I gotta get a contract.

[ Yeaaaah. Yeah. It still hurt like fuck, and there’s tears as well as fever-sweat dripping down her cheeks, but. She’s alive. This is fine. It could have been a whole lot worse. ]

[ Waggles her (human) fist clumsily at the sky. ]

Where’s a will, where’s a way! There. Where there. [ Ugh. Flops her hand down towards him. ]

Got anyone in mind? I can go get them.

I seem to have the....urges, under control.

[That is indeed true!]

[Mumble mumble mumble]

[ He looks over at her and he hesitates for a moment-- that sounds like Naeva?-- but what he sees is this so he starts shooting again after the moment passes. ]

....maybe you should just sleep for a while.

Are you...hungry at all? [Asking for a friend.]

[She takes a shot in the shoulder instead of elsewhere as she dodges swiftly.

Just not enough.]

Crow-han!

No? Nnnno.

[ Squints at him, her hand landing vaguely ... somewhere ... on his person. ]

Do ... do you need a sandwich?

Are you okay? What happened?

[well. it SOUNDS like the girl on thyme, and it IS thyme-colored, but that is a big green monitor lizard trying to climb up onto your knee]

Ah, what happened?

[this looks like a disaster.]

[Shit, she wouldn't blame you, if she knew, dude, what the fuck.

But there's a loud shriek--and it definitely sounds like naeva being shot, thank the malice you know what she sounds like when she's shot--

And she snarls, diving to tackle him and pin his hands down. Something's clearly wrong, but you know, she has to stop being shot at to fix it!]

Crow! Drop them.

[She's used that tone before, too. Strained and commanding. Like in the church...]

Edited 2019-07-28 02:04 (UTC)

[Uh. New stars. Well fuck he's racing back and...]

Faito?? What the hell happened to you?

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