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wilderlogs2018-03-27 09:27 pm
balladin) wrote in wilderlogs2018-03-27 09:27 pm
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Overheard at Camp Melai; Does this mean Robbie's Klinger?
Who: Robbie and anyone (special starter for Dixon and Sirius)
What: OVERHEARD AT CAMP, Robbie accidentally figures out the healing thing. Someone tell him about it in the morning.
Where: Camp 1 - Melai Temple
When: Shortly after arrival. All conversations will pre-date that with Dixon and Sirius.
Warnings/Notes: "Overheard at camp" is basically my idea for posting several quick, one-off lines that can be taken out of context (or maybe in context) and seeing what people make of them. Possibly some talk of Dixon and Sirius' injuries.
[ 1: In the kitchen. ]
Dibs on the fleshhook!
[ 2: In the main hall, as he dumps a collection of wood-ish things in a pile in the center of the room for an anticipated fire. ]
Yay, carbon monoxide!
[ 3: Anywhere. ]
Hey, V- guys? This old Enya statue won't not stop undressing me with her eyes. It's freaking me out.
[ For Dixon and later Remus. ]
[ When Robbie heads over to Dixon, he doesn't have a specific plan in mind. He's got what small bits of cloth he could find, not wanting to cut up blankets; anyway, he's unsure how to bandage a face without mummifying Dixon. He remembered to clean them by boiling and to boil separate water for cleaning the wound, which has him feeling rather pleased with himself. He's no doctor, and he wouldn't call any of this sanitary, but Robbie's doing what he can. ]
Hey, I figured you might want to... I don't know, get the day's crap off of that.
[ He looks pointedly at the burn and then resumes talking to Dixon's face as a whole. ]
Or whatever your doc told you to do. If it's one of those things where you flinch too much to do it yourself, I'm not skeeved out by it. I can help.
[ Infections are nasty business, and his pockets don't have any Tylenol. You get a high fever - you're dying. ]
What: OVERHEARD AT CAMP, Robbie accidentally figures out the healing thing. Someone tell him about it in the morning.
Where: Camp 1 - Melai Temple
When: Shortly after arrival. All conversations will pre-date that with Dixon and Sirius.
Warnings/Notes: "Overheard at camp" is basically my idea for posting several quick, one-off lines that can be taken out of context (or maybe in context) and seeing what people make of them. Possibly some talk of Dixon and Sirius' injuries.
[ 1: In the kitchen. ]
Dibs on the fleshhook!
[ 2: In the main hall, as he dumps a collection of wood-ish things in a pile in the center of the room for an anticipated fire. ]
Yay, carbon monoxide!
[ 3: Anywhere. ]
Hey, V- guys? This old Enya statue won't not stop undressing me with her eyes. It's freaking me out.
[ For Dixon and later Remus. ]
[ When Robbie heads over to Dixon, he doesn't have a specific plan in mind. He's got what small bits of cloth he could find, not wanting to cut up blankets; anyway, he's unsure how to bandage a face without mummifying Dixon. He remembered to clean them by boiling and to boil separate water for cleaning the wound, which has him feeling rather pleased with himself. He's no doctor, and he wouldn't call any of this sanitary, but Robbie's doing what he can. ]
Hey, I figured you might want to... I don't know, get the day's crap off of that.
[ He looks pointedly at the burn and then resumes talking to Dixon's face as a whole. ]
Or whatever your doc told you to do. If it's one of those things where you flinch too much to do it yourself, I'm not skeeved out by it. I can help.
[ Infections are nasty business, and his pockets don't have any Tylenol. You get a high fever - you're dying. ]
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See, at least you've got that going for you. On top of the half-alien thing I'm also a clone so "unique" has always taken a little work.
As in, I tried a little too hard at it. You should've seen me when I was a little younger. Fade haircut [He smooths back his hair like some kind of 50's greaser gang member] an earring, leather jackets, and an attitude to match.
Oh! Oh, and belts. Completely random belts on my costume. That didn't hold anything up.
So if you managed "unique" without that much work...
[He steeples his hands and bows slightly, as if bowing to a master.]
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Ooh, ooh! I know this one, I've got two clones on my team! Being a clone doesn't mean you are that person, and I solemnly swear to not call you Spider-Man or Namorita. Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye. Your choice between a pinkie swear and spit shake, man.
[ Granted, not calling Kon Namorita is 1000% due to Kon not looking a darned thing like her, but it's the thought that counts. ]
Man, I had a bad hair and piercings phase. [ He gets a dreamy, fond look that says he would go back in a New York minute. ] I had the whole metal mullet, dangling cross earring, thrift shop wardrobe... ah, youth.
[ He tried really, really hard to be cool. ]
When I realized I was in danger of setting off metal detectors, I took out all the piercings. They were a pain to keep clean anyway - so, yeah. I worked at it on a personal level. Powers wise? [ He shrugs. ] I got lucky. The only other person caught in the lab accident that made me was my cat.