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[masticated]

[he watches her lean down, the second's worth glean of her teeth used for such a gritty task making the corner of his mouth tug upward. he moves on to the next, every gash a little less worse than the one before. it's clear he started strong from where the gashes are and dodged the fatal attacks before tiring, body capitulating to assault.]

I'm not livin' like a cripple. If anything else happens to me, I dunno.

[a shrug. he pauses, abandoning his job to remove the cigarette from his lips.]

On a scale of one to ten how fucked up do I look?

[longlegs]

Ten's the max?

[ A little sarcastic, but her concern is there. She crosses her arms once he's got nothing else to ask of her hands or her teeth. ]

Who were the guys? Did you know them?

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[masticated]

No idea, I think they knew tiny.

[koby.]

Red hair, blond hair, black hair. Black hair didn't do as much as the other two. He tried to break the fight up. [he shimmies himself backwards until he's pressed up against the wall.] They ring any bells to you?

[longlegs]

[ Cellar frowns, thinking. ]

Long red hair?

[masticated]

Not that long. I guess kinda longer than mine... [trailing off, his one good eye blinks as he tries to remember.] I think his name was Shanks. That's what one of them called him.

[longlegs]

Okay.

[ Shanks. She'll have to remember that name, watch out for him. Not that Saber's a stranger to fights - or to giving as good as he gets - but it has to be jarring to be this hurt and without the option of using his Raíz-given power to heal. ]

You wanna rest for a while? I can bring you food. Try to grab some painkillers while I'm at it.

[masticated]

Uh-huh. Get me the good stuff, will ya? Bet that crazy bitch Misty would have somethin' to knock me out.

[he slumps a bit lower, fingers tracing over a few stitches.]

If I'm dead before you get back, you know who to blame.

🎀!

[longlegs]

[ She's not above sneaking and stealing from Crazy Bitch Misty; there's no way in hell Cellar's properly asking her for anything. The more distance she has from that woman, the better. ]

Except you won't be dead before I'm back. You're not doing that anymore.

[ curbyourenthusiasm.mp3 ]

See you in a bit.