11-12-2020, 01:07 AM
SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON
There was so much talking. It was part of the reason that Roan despised monthly meetings so much. There were so many different faces that he just didn't give a shit about, and so many of them just couldn't shut their damn mouths. At the very least, one of the people he had actually been talking to had responded, which gave him one point to focus on for the moment. The soothsayer smiled slightly at Aine, his stitched up tail twitching behind him as he spoke, "Ah... yeah, Trygve can be a bit of a pain in the ass as a patient. I hope that things stay alright, though. And a bit less busy, for your sake." Roan wasn't sure whether or not The Pitt had more than one healer, but it seemed like Aine was really the only one that he knew of. He could still remember being the sole healer of The Typhoon, and what a shitshow that had been, so he hoped things weren't similar for her. Either way, he was quick to reassure her, shaking his head from side to side before he muttered, "Don't worry, I'm fine. No major injuries, or anything. I was just pretty aggravated when I woke up on a shore different from my own. I'm good as new now, though. Well... good as I was before, I suppose." He wasn't sure that anyone would categorize his current zombified form as good as new. Not unless they had a very different definition of new.
The shrill voice of Vale then interrupted Roan's temporary peace, causing the feline to scowl. Ve already had a way of disturbing the soothsayer with how vis body worked, and now ve had to come and shriek in his ear? The male had half a mind to just lash out and let his claws fall where they may, even if it wouldn't affect Vale much, but he ultimately decided against it. After all, he was supposed to be peaceful at these things, hard as that actually was to pull off. So, after temporarily digging his claws into the earth to stabilize himself, Roan snorted upon hearing Sweeney's comment, feeling much the same way she did. Seeing as there was nothing preventing him from being a little shit at these gatherings, the medic just glanced towards Vale, hissing in a monotone voice, "I'm not sure that any amount of therapy would be able to help you. Besides, therapy often involves diagnosing the brain. I can't diagnose something that isn't there in the first place." He wasn't going to be physically violent, but he had no intention of holding back his snide words. Particularly since Vale didn't seem interested in holding back vis snide words, even about vis own group.
The shrill voice of Vale then interrupted Roan's temporary peace, causing the feline to scowl. Ve already had a way of disturbing the soothsayer with how vis body worked, and now ve had to come and shriek in his ear? The male had half a mind to just lash out and let his claws fall where they may, even if it wouldn't affect Vale much, but he ultimately decided against it. After all, he was supposed to be peaceful at these things, hard as that actually was to pull off. So, after temporarily digging his claws into the earth to stabilize himself, Roan snorted upon hearing Sweeney's comment, feeling much the same way she did. Seeing as there was nothing preventing him from being a little shit at these gatherings, the medic just glanced towards Vale, hissing in a monotone voice, "I'm not sure that any amount of therapy would be able to help you. Besides, therapy often involves diagnosing the brain. I can't diagnose something that isn't there in the first place." He wasn't going to be physically violent, but he had no intention of holding back his snide words. Particularly since Vale didn't seem interested in holding back vis snide words, even about vis own group.
DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!
— Reggan
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