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cellar spider ([personal profile] longlegs) wrote in [personal profile] masticated 2024-12-09 09:49 pm (UTC)

thx

[ The phone is dropped carelessly on her lap, head resting against the wall with a deep sigh. Cellar's exhausted, but the pain is too loud to let her consciousness fade for anything resembling a nap. He'll find her sweating, splattered with someone else's blood more than her own and annoyed about it. The scrapes and bruises are unnoteworthy; she's only used her shadows to keep a broken tibia straight and make sure it stays that way. It's just until someone comes along to fix the fuck-up, really. Something that would have already been taken care of if Queen wasn't feeling lazy.

She puffs hair sticking to her nose. ]


Just the leg.

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