Overheard at Camp Melai; Does this mean Robbie's Klinger?

[balladin]

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.

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[ 1: In the kitchen. ]

Dibs on the fleshhook!

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[ 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!

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[ 3: Anywhere. ]

Hey, V- guys? This old Enya statue won't not stop undressing me with her eyes. It's freaking me out.

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[ 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. ]

Comments

[awfulcer]

[Dixon is miserable, and for the last several hours has been keeping uncharacteristically to himself, sitting with his back to one of the temple walls with his eyes closed but clearly not sleeping. His heart's been pounding on and off, he's sweating, and any attempt to try and nap it off is met with a sort of skin-crawling anxious feeling and trembling. Any painkillers he had for his face are long out of his system, and Brainy's high-tech medicine was not a curative so much as a temporary anodyne.

He knows it's not the burn that's the worst part, though. The most lethal if it gets worse, possibly, but right now he'd take that risk over the shakes and cravings he has as circumstance forcibly cuts him off from two decades of habitual, aggressive drinking.

When Robbie approaches, it's a kindness. His eyelids flutter open.]

Huh?

[It takes a moment to place Robbie, but he puts it together soon enough. The kid who stood up for him when there was that stupid debate about rocks and Phos tried to whale on him. He winces and sits up straighter.]

My doc told me a lot of things that ain't happening here. You're looking out for me?

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[wherenoonegoes]

[Hiccup looks up from where he's inspecting Toothless's tack, doing basic maintenance and cleaning. If a part broke, there was no telling how long it's take before he could find or make a replace it, so it was best to make sure things were in working order now that they had some breathing room. Toothless is nearby, resting on a spot that looks somewhat fire-blackened.]

Either explain your strange future words when you say them, or stop using them. Personally, I'd prefer the former.

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[followingdawn]

All yours, but I hope you're not asking me to toss it over there.

[ Because Sothe does happen to be standing closer to the fleshhook in question, rummaging through all of those implements...and tucking a couple of the better looking knives away. Don't mind him.

But yeah, he's not throwing you that, Robbie. ]

3.

[outofresets]

[ Not picking up on it being a joke, Imp looks curiously between Robbie and said statue before settling a confused look on Robbie. ]

Your clothes look okay to me.

3

[suckitblue]

[ Simmons squints at the statue. ]

Crap, now I can't unsee it.

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[konman]

[Kon looks up at Robbie from rummaging through kitchen implements.]

And I thought I was oozing creepy right now.

[Anytime he steps inside the temple, the whatever-it-is that's curled up somewhere deep and dark inside him stirs up like it's uncomfortable, and the changes happen. Blackened eyes, thin black veins spidering around his face around his eyes.]

[He's already had his freak out about it and is trying to just... work around it. He can still see, even if his vision is a little warped and weird. It's not like he can just sleep alone outside or something. Too cold and too dangerous.]

[Kon peers at Robbie with those blackened eyes but there's a twinge of a smile on his face that softens up the creepy a little bit. How much it does so is debateable. He picks up a knife and wiggles it in the air.]

Want this, too? It's probably better for if you want to get a good REE REE REE in. If you're going slasher monster, I don't see anything creepy you can use for a mask but I guess that's what human faces are for.

[The question of the hour is whether Kon is joking about horror movies or offering advice on actual murder. Time for Robbie to guess: 1, 2, 3 go! ]

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[fiteclub]

[Anita looks up from where she's carefully sharpening one of her swords on a whetstone she liberated from the kitchen. At some point she snagged a tan cloak, which she's got the other matching one carefully laid on.]

Mon, we'd need a way bigger fire for that to be a problem.