ᴇɪɢʜᴛʜ ʜʏᴘᴏᴛʜᴇsɪs ⊗ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴏʟᴏɢʀᴀᴍ ☼ ᴅᴀʏ

[robotheads]

[See Jacob.

See Jacob finishing shaving in nothing but a pair of old swimming trucks.

Then watch him clean off the razor and go for a plastic trash bag in his crutches and try to finagle his leg into it. He's recently put the injured half of his leg in a splint to help the process and doesn't want to ruin it

Comments

[aeterno_arma]

Sir!?

[robotheads]

Oh, it would be recording. [Torn between a groan and a sigh.] I'm fine!

[aeterno_arma]

Yes, sorry but it was. Are you all right? Do you need help?

[robotheads]

I'll be just fine.

[aeterno_arma]

You don't really look fine. I can come over and help, I don't mind.

[robotheads]

I'm already meeting someone with help for my leg.

[aeterno_arma]

Well if you are sure.

How did you get hurt?

[robotheads]

Didn't you just see the whole thing?

[aeterno_arma]

I saw how you got injured now, but your leg was already bandaged. I don't know how that happened.

[robotheads]

I was shot.

[aeterno_arma]

With a crossbow? [Guns doesn't exist in his world.] Why?

[robotheads]

With a gun... and I don't want to talk about it.

[aeterno_arma]

Ok,...sorry.

I don't know what's a gun.

[robotheads]

Really?

[aeterno_arma]

They don't exist where I come from.

[robotheads]

How do you know if they do or don't if you don't know what one is? It's possible you've just never seen one.