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[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

Who: Parrot, anyone
Where: All over :U
When: Day 243, morning
What: Visitiiing!


[This Ophi, armed with a cape and a squeaky hammer, has escaped the Ophi dorms to make his rounds-- well, no, he's just going around visiting people. Cetus, Pyxis, and hydracula, especially.]

(OOC: I'll be poking at and picking up both posts for the rest of the week. Feel free to tag around and/or hit me if I skipped over you)

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[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

I'm on Ophiuchus now.

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

What? How?

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

Foreman put in a word for me and that's where I woke up.

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

So what, you chose this?

[this body language is getting thorny fast]

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

I did.

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

............

[reaches for Parrot's shirt]

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

[lets him]

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

[grips it weakly. lifts his hand to punch him but. just. too many injuries. settles for a rough shove.]

Bastard!

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

[rocks back then slowly looks around to see if there are cloth or a bowl of water nearby]

How long have you been like this?

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

[both are nearby, though the bowl is empty.]

Why the fuck do you care?

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

Because you're my friend.

[picks up the bowl]

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

I ain't friends with traitors. Especially ones who used t'be my leader.

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

It doesn't change how I feel.

I'm going to change your bandages.

[stands to go to the kitchen]

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

I don't want your goddamn help!

[struggles to get up, but. too weak for that.]

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

[returns and crouches next to]

That's too bad. You're getting it anyway.

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

I'll hit you, asshole!

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

You can hit me all you want.

[I am still changing these bandages]

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

Tch...

[struggles weakly, but there's not a lot he can do. so instead he reaches for the squeaky hammer on the floor.]

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

Ah. Really?

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

[grabs it and holds onto it stubbornly]

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

... you can kick me out when I'm done. And I'll keep coming back no matter what.

[keeps working 8|]

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

[the wounds are nasty, but healing. thank god for regeneration. of course he's also incredibly hungry now, but hey. alive.

anyway, he keeps holding onto the hammer but flopsback against the mattress while Parrot works.]

Fucking asshole.

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

... you must be really hungry.

[is being gentle as he goes, setting the bandages and cloth aside for washing.]

[got_axed.insanejournal.com]

Tch. Starving. Not like you'd know any more.

[doggedjustice.insanejournal.com]

Be nice. I'm trying to help.

[Unwrapping and rewrapping is going to take a while. ho hum]