Characters:
beforethehero &
erhabenheit, [closed]
Location: Deck 11 fire
Date: Backdated to the 24th,
after this thread's conclusionRating: PG-13 for Bass' mouth
That hadn't gone quite as he'd expected it would.
Lost his temper again. Hm. That had been happening more and more often since he came to Elegante.
Bass rubbed at the blood against his knuckles idly as he made his way to Deck 11. With Jennifer still on the loose, not many people were out and about so it was unlikely that he would be stopped. Not that it mattered if he was stopped anyway, but he'd rather not get thrown into the brig when he just went to so much trouble to stay out of it.
The fire roared and Bass admired it for a moment -he could really put this to use, nobody ever thought about the benefits of having an undying flame handy- before pulling his shirt up over his shoulders and off his body. He flapped it out to examine it -yep, there. It wasn't like it was drenched in blood, but even a few splotches were enough.
He tossed it into the fire and watched it burn.