12-09-2018, 01:05 AM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 65%; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"].. Royalriddler, huh? Jim's ears press flatter against his head still. There's something dizzying about knowing the name of the deceased. Knowing who the person lying at their feet was.
Jim may be desensitized to it, but that doesn't mean he won't be distressed when it happens to clanmates.
Jim sighs, softly.
"No. I came here after Feverdream, he was already dead." He tells Morgan, shaking his head softly. The Pitt? .. Morgan seems very familiar with them. Jim's unease is spiking, his claws digging into the soil. He needs to remind himself he does not actually has any physical power here. No ship or crew, he is just a fucking dog.
Doesn't mean he can't be pissed, though.
"I'll help .. clean him up," Jim offers. Not right now, immediately, of course. They'd still need something to put the guy and his organs onto. Jim hasn't quite gotten a grasp in the disparities between their cultures, so he's not sure how delicately they handle this stuff(not that it mattered to Jim), but regardless they can't just stuff his organs back into his body like a fucking deboweled teddy bear. "Here's to hoping this can be prevented from happening again," Jim huffs. His ears would flatten more, if possible. As it was, they'd basically vanished into his skull. He's not a guardsman, but he'll be damned if he doesn't end up glowering protectively regardless.
Jim may be desensitized to it, but that doesn't mean he won't be distressed when it happens to clanmates.
Jim sighs, softly.
"No. I came here after Feverdream, he was already dead." He tells Morgan, shaking his head softly. The Pitt? .. Morgan seems very familiar with them. Jim's unease is spiking, his claws digging into the soil. He needs to remind himself he does not actually has any physical power here. No ship or crew, he is just a fucking dog.
Doesn't mean he can't be pissed, though.
"I'll help .. clean him up," Jim offers. Not right now, immediately, of course. They'd still need something to put the guy and his organs onto. Jim hasn't quite gotten a grasp in the disparities between their cultures, so he's not sure how delicately they handle this stuff(not that it mattered to Jim), but regardless they can't just stuff his organs back into his body like a fucking deboweled teddy bear. "Here's to hoping this can be prevented from happening again," Jim huffs. His ears would flatten more, if possible. As it was, they'd basically vanished into his skull. He's not a guardsman, but he'll be damned if he doesn't end up glowering protectively regardless.
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