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[faygot]

[ LOCKED TO LYSUNDER ]

[Okay. Okay, he goes. He has been psyching himself up for this since he woke up, all throughout fixing his paint and... kinda just letting his hair be what it was. He's gotta do this, that much is sure. Lysunder deserves an apology for what Gamzee said to him. Text would probably be easier, but no, this kinda situation

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[redbullrenegade]

[He watches when the video pops up, but he doesn't turn on his video or respond for a while. Not necessarily to make a point or anything, just because he's not sure what he should tell the kid. After a bit of thought, and starring into his campfire for a while, he finally turns on the video feed. The sound of the crackling fire is heard first, and the 'sky' of the bubble is seen before he turns the camera to himself. Another pause before an audible sigh.]

Yeah, you did fuck up, kid.

[A purse of his lips, his vision snaps back to see Gamzee back to his self during that Aradia situation, yelling, angry, hands with nails in his skin. It was like some other wordly reminder of home, just like when he saw the Grand Highblood. Summoner didn't enjoy it, that feeling, remembering without getting to be there, getting to do something. But the kid did something that should be acknowledge.]

But you realized you fucked up and said apologized, so don't worry about it.

[faygot]

... really? Just all like that?

[He can't help but sound a little hopeful. He knows he is not the most pleasant to deal with like that. He knows Lysunder was already giving him an extra chance. He had been pretty sure he had blew it with that, to be honest.]

[redbullrenegade]

Yes, really, yes, just like that.

[A small sigh as he leans back a little bit, looking away from the camera.]

Now about your arms. Have you washed and properly bandaged them?

[He doesn't want to linger on that subject too long. He doesn't want to think about it honestly. Gamzee does something no indigo blood he's ever seen before do, and ontop of it, he was apologizing. He's pretty sure this wasn't a trick.]

[faygot]

Thanks. I'm really sorry.

[The question about his arms distracts him though and he glances down, dragging the camera down with him. His arms are a colourful mess of stuck on bandaids. Because he was left to patch up himself.]

Yeah. I all like took fuckin' care of it.

[redbullrenegade]

I know you are, hence why I said it's okay.

[Smile.]

...That. [A very dismal expression at Gamzee's arms.]

Gamzee, that isn't how you take care of that many deep wounds. Is there someone that that can properly dress those for you?

[faygot]

[Hmm, lets see. Equius would just crush his skinny arms trying. Karkat ain't much of a nurse as far as he knows. Actually, are any of them? Kanaya could've done it probably, but she ain't there.]

Nah. But it's chill. I'm all like being sure it'll be fine.

[redbullrenegade]

...Where are you?

[Infections are not fine.]

[faygot]

[miracles counter infections!]

Uh. All up near that motherfuckin' village.

[redbullrenegade]

Hmm. I might have to take a quick fly by there then. I promise it won't be too long. Claw marks tend to leave nasty infections if not properly treated due to dirty finger nails.

Would you be opposed to me visiting for that purpose?

[He'll probably make sure Aradia is safe somewhere, laying low before he comes up. She has that robotic guardian with her for now as well. And he most definitely won't be taking too long.]

[faygot]

[Gamzee's fingernails do tend to be the least clean thing about him.]

Nah, brother. If you wanna come fuckin' hang, that ain't something I would all be getting my opposing on at.

[oh man, are they going to actually meet. That would be awesome.]

[redbullrenegade]

[Yeah... main reason nail scrapes and claw marks cause infections right there.]

All right, I'll be there soon.

[A smile, standing up and clicking off his video feed. Summoner moves to the campfire and snuffs it out before going to his respitblock and heading inside. He grabs a medkit and exits, heading to that... elevator? It takes him a little bit to find it and figure this out... he CAN fit in here... right? He's not quite sure. And even when he manages to get inside he's unsure as to how because um... he was sure this was too small from the outside?]

[Either way, he's on his way, will probably fly around the island a bit first because HOT DIGGITY, LOOK AT THIS PLACE!]

[And then find Gamzee... he'll have to come up here again soon...]

[faygot]

[Gamzee just waits patiently. If there is one thing he can do is wait patiently for people who said they were going to meet him. In fact, if Summoner wouldn't show up for some reason, Gamzee'd probably sit there for three days just waiting.

He plucks a bit at the many bandaids that cover his arms, finds one that is peeling a little, and slaps it back in place, flinching a little when the pain hits. That... was possibly not his best plan!]

[redbullrenegade]

[Let's... be happy that doesn't happen. Because Summoner does show up eventually, having spotted Gamzee from above. A small smile as he swoops down in a space between trees, wings fluttering a bit till they finally fold behind his back. The older troll looks Gamzee over for a moment, drinking in his appearance, really seeing just how young this indigo is. It's an odd experience. Being near an indigo when he's NOT going to attack them or kill them. Infact, he's helping him. The feeling makes his gut curl a little but he does his best to stop it.]

[No, he's no one of them. Ugh, it's hard when he still kind of smells like them, looks like them. Summoner curses himself for being so manipulated by the war. But his smile pulls over his face again, moving towards the other troll and taking the medkit out of his sylladex.]

Bandaids... really, kid? [An small sigh and shake of his head as he kneels infront of him, sitting on his legs. Summoner puts out a hand and beckons with his fingers.]

Arm.

[faygot]

Didn't know I was up and suppose to do some shit else.

[Gamzee looks down at his bandaids for a moment, before flopping comfortably onto the ground in front of Summoner, nothing but trust in his eyes as he extends his arm as requested.]

[redbullrenegade]

[...Uh, okay weird. Still having a hard time dealing with this kid, and now he's just... trusting him. There's not scorn, hate, doubt, just sprawling out and giving him his arm, open. Summoner stares at the arm for a moment before finally going to remove the bandages, hands careful, quick, curling them up and disposing them on an open stretch of gauze.]

[The whole situation is surreal to him, that colour scabbed on the other's skin making his mind ping, asking him what the fuck he's doing. But his hands continue to work, all bandaids eventually off and he takes out a bottle of cleaning solution.]

This is gonna sting, okay?

[faygot]

[Gamzee keeps still, before nodding faintly. He can deal with pain. Pretty well, really.

He has never been this close to Lysunder before and to be honest... well... he's getting kind of distracted by that rack. His eyes just continue to drift upwards to stare at those horns. Man. They looked even bigger in real life.]

Aight.