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TYPHOON
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
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Coming back with Lucifer, she found Captainpaw and his ragtag group of supporters (though Rosemary supposed Caesar failed to qualify - he seemed as comforting as a wet blanket in a blizzard) rather quickly. Before she took off, though, she grabbed a leg of deer from the pile; by Lucifer's description, the apprentice needed a lot of good meals now that he returned. As she looked over the boy's thin form, she silently wondered if she should've brought him a whole damn horse.
"Well, you're a fine sailor if you managed to make it back like that," Rosemary complemented with a nod, though - per usual - her kind words fell a bit flat as her compassion failed to shine through her eyes. Internally, of course, she felt quite happy that the apprentice managed to live and return to their happy group; self expression, simply, came difficult to her. But she expressed her feelings better with tangible acts, anyway; as she did now, by placing the deer leg in front of him as well as a flask of fresh water. "Three days of bed rest for you, with plenty of food and water - I want to keep an eye on your fluid intake. Did you suffer from any headaches, eye strain, things like that since you were... stranded? Did you drink any sea water?" she spoke, a bit worried about how far his dehydration went.
[/td][/tr][/table]"Well, you're a fine sailor if you managed to make it back like that," Rosemary complemented with a nod, though - per usual - her kind words fell a bit flat as her compassion failed to shine through her eyes. Internally, of course, she felt quite happy that the apprentice managed to live and return to their happy group; self expression, simply, came difficult to her. But she expressed her feelings better with tangible acts, anyway; as she did now, by placing the deer leg in front of him as well as a flask of fresh water. "Three days of bed rest for you, with plenty of food and water - I want to keep an eye on your fluid intake. Did you suffer from any headaches, eye strain, things like that since you were... stranded? Did you drink any sea water?" she spoke, a bit worried about how far his dehydration went.
© MADI
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?