→ three.

[crippled_fox]

[hiding isn't the right word for it, because he can't really hide with hair like that. he's actually in the hospital area, looking for a cane. and... failing]

There's no fucking canes here. What kind of hospital is this?

What the hell are those things anyway? They remind me of the ghouls in the Warrens.

Comments

[blindrockstar]

A bad one obviously.

I've heard there's a lot of shops somewhere.

[crippled_fox]

Easier said than done with all those whats-its around.

[blindrockstar]

What 'whats-its'?

[crippled_fox]

Pale bastards with the teeth?

[blindrockstar]

Ooooh.

The annoying people who speak stupidly, tried to get me and aren't really there after all.

[looking toward where the Sphere is projecting his voice] Hadn't noticed. [Cheshire-cat grin XD]

[crippled_fox]

Ain't bothered me none.

[blindrockstar]

Lucky for you.

[crippled_fox]

Probably just don't have a taste for cripples.

[blindrockstar]

[sort of :| about that]

Or just guys from your town.

[crippled_fox]

Bit of a vague assumption when I'm the only one.

[blindrockstar]

Then it's something else.

You probably taste sour.

[crippled_fox]

C'mere and find out, smart mouth.

[blindrockstar]

[smirk] Later.

Doesn't sound like you'll be leaving there quickly anyway.

[crippled_fox]

Ain't you a funny one.

[very unamused]

[blindrockstar]

[grin] You got it.

[crippled_fox]

Got a name?