Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

[snowblindmods]

Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

Comments

[lacecase]

O-Oh!

[Congratulations, Squalo. She definitely looks surprised and awkward. If they were somewhere else she might have laughed, but as it is, she looks around her as if she's checking to see if there's anyone else who could help him...but, hm...no, not really. And she feels bad just leaving him if he really needs help with his, um, functions...! So Ginger starts to step toward him.]

I'm not much of a nurse, but...I'll do my best! One good arm should be enough, right?

[You've underestimated her ability to take things absolutely at face value. Surely, he wouldn't be trying to make her uncomfortable!]

[sharktrash]

[ He'll take the awkward! It's nowhere near as entertaining as he'd hoped, though. He'll blame it on the pain and not the fact that somebody acting so goddamn pure just sort of deflates him. ]

Absolutely.

[ She's... actually coming closer? It's still a pretty good scenario, but. ]

Just kidding. The towel's knot on the right. Take it and wrap up. [ He's giving up his dolphin cape for you, Ginger. How touching is that. ] I'd offer my coat, but...

[ spreads his arms a bit the best he can with the splints and whatnot. his sleeves are bandaged to his arms so even with help there's no way to take that off now. ]

[lacecase]

[Oh, thank God. Ginger's expression softens as Squalo offers her his towel, and she sits down with him so she can untie it. Between this and the other pieces of clothing she's been offered, all of her bits and pieces should be covered just fine. She feels a bit like she's slowly being transformed into a patchwork nun, but it's better than the alternative.]

Thank you...I'll make sure to return this A-S-A-P.

[With a little something extra...but she'll figure out the logistics later, when they aren't here.]

They really got you bad, didn't they?

[sharktrash]

[ HEY DON'T MENTION IT. SHE'S KIND OF LIKE A PUPPY. YOU CAN KICK THEM REGULARLY BUT THERE'LL STILL BE A DAY WHEN YOU PICK ONE UP AND GO "AWW". He just can't bring himself to continue acting mean for no reason to someone like that. There's no points to prove or anything right now. ]

I'll make do.

[ KEEP IT IF YOU WANT he will probably be grateful if he gets it back though, he'd kind of gotten fond of it in an ironic way. ]

[ He lets her work the knot, making a disgruntled sound at the question. ]

This shit was really personalized, wasn't it?

[ Most people he'd seen had very different injuries, but it seemed to be things that would hit them where it hurt. ]

[lacecase]

[Don't kick puppies, Squalo! They'll grow up to be loyal dogs! DON'T YOU WANT A LOYAL DOG?]

Yeah, that's what it seems like...but I don't know how they could know what would hurt the worst for each of us. Nobody could have that much information, right?

[It's a bit of a job to get the knot untied with one hand, but ultimately gets it done as gently as she can, wrapping it around her chest.]

[sharktrash]

[ HE IS A LOYAL DOG. ]

They monitor us 24/7 and they got us to this town in the first place. Doesn't look that far fetched to me.

[ He absolutely hates it, the idea that anyone could have this much power over him. But there are certain facts they just can't ignore. Really, Miller or Eve figuring out where to hurt them for maximum efficiency is the least unbelievable bit of the bunch. ]

[ He gives her a skew smile when she secures the towel. ]

Hey. Blue works for you.

[lacecase]

You think so?

[She'd be even more flattered if she didn't feel so miserable, but she still manages to return his smile.]

You should've seen me when I first got here. I was wearing a blue dress and looked pretty hot, I think.

[That feels like an absolute eternity ago. She can barely even remember what she looked like then compared to now, much more tired and gaunt from stress and lack of nutrition.]

What's your favorite color? I'll need to know for when I return the favor for this.

[sharktrash]

[ LISTEN SHE MIGHT BE MISERABLE BUT SHE'S STILL ENJOYING THE HELL OUT OF A WORKINg ARM, ISN'T SHE ]

Man, I almost regret I didn't get here earlier.

[ Of course he doesn't, but it's the sentiment that counts. It's also a bit unexpected; he hadn't taken Ginger for a girl who's aware she looks good and doesn't shy away from saying it. A whole new onion layer. ]

[ The question catches him by surprise. ]

Uh, light blue. [ Is it really, or is it just thematic color for his merch? ] Or dark red. It's pretty close.

[ And yet he wears almost entirely black. Some things are nice to look at but not to put on yourself. ]