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[kepthishead]

[So this one day in a zombie farm, Elliot Nightray watched as his girlfriend set herself on fire and then got decapitated, tried to form a contract with yet another eldritch abomination, got himself blown up and torn apart for his troubles and then he made yet another Good Decision: promising Oz Vessalius that he would be available to tell him

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[pellameno]

[oh hey i work at the hospital. what. the. fuck.]

[kepthishead]

Yes?

[pellameno]

Are you part of my rounds?

[kepthishead]

Am I?

[pellameno]

If a staff member hasn't been by this shift, yes, that usually means I'm meant to check on you.

[coming in]

[kepthishead]

Well, I'm fine. I'm only here because Robin needed to go.

[pellameno]

You weren't hurt?

[kepthishead]

I said that I'm fine. I was surprised, that's all.

[pellameno]

[nods quietly]

Can I bring you anything?

[kepthishead]

I said I'm fine! I can walk.

[pellameno]

Yes, I heard you. But it's a big hospital and not everything is in the likely places. And I'm guessing you don't want to leave your friend, we usually just bring meals from the mess hall.

[kepthishead]

I'm not hungry.

[watch him go green at the idea!]

[pellameno]

Ah...

[okay coming farther in]

Humor me?

[kepthishead]

Do you listen to me when I talk? Ever?

[pellameno]

[...sighs. turns. heads out.]

[kepthishead]

[AWESOME YOU WON'T SEE MY EPIC ESCAPE LATER. 8D]