Dead right hand?
Characters: Johann Georg Faust VIII (Verweile_Doch), Tachibana Shito (UncaringCorpse)
When: When Shito visits Faust to see if there anything that can be done for the poor zombie's guy's hand.
Where: Faust's clinic.
Rating: PG for adult themes.
Summary: Faust does Necromancy! Zombies are a product of...Necromancy! Oh and he's also a doctor so it's kinda implied he'll try to help stop the guy's hand from rotting.
The lobby was white, large, and empty. The smell of disinfectant ran rampant through the facility despite there being only one man running the place currently.
Faust sighed, unbuttoning his labcoat. He wouldn't need to hide his...experimentation from Shito it seemed. He continued musing even as he gently brushed the grayed flesh and a few of the stitches that held it in place. "Perhaps I should keep you out of sight for a bit?" He looked at his side, the duffle bag and chain he kept on him at all times sat on a desk, looking out of place, but not necessarily dangerous.
Nonetheless Faust placed the bag unto the desk, having a seat in the chair. The only thing to do was wait.
When: When Shito visits Faust to see if there anything that can be done for the poor zombie's guy's hand.
Where: Faust's clinic.
Rating: PG for adult themes.
Summary: Faust does Necromancy! Zombies are a product of...Necromancy! Oh and he's also a doctor so it's kinda implied he'll try to help stop the guy's hand from rotting.
The lobby was white, large, and empty. The smell of disinfectant ran rampant through the facility despite there being only one man running the place currently.
Faust sighed, unbuttoning his labcoat. He wouldn't need to hide his...experimentation from Shito it seemed. He continued musing even as he gently brushed the grayed flesh and a few of the stitches that held it in place. "Perhaps I should keep you out of sight for a bit?" He looked at his side, the duffle bag and chain he kept on him at all times sat on a desk, looking out of place, but not necessarily dangerous.
Nonetheless Faust placed the bag unto the desk, having a seat in the chair. The only thing to do was wait.