♠ THE SOUND OF THIS POLLUTION IN ME → { seven }

[medeating]

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[she hisses as a buzzing sounds over the network. Someone didn't report on the network on time. She meant to do a voice post buttt hit the wrong button. And now doesn't feel like changing it, a bit...concerned with other pressing matters]

Tch. How annoying.

[but her annoyed expression is twisted slightly with

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[theforceoncrack]

Hey, what'd you do?

[medeating]

[She doesn't know you too well, but although she's hesitant...]

I...cut it on glass. Outside.

[theforceoncrack]

What'd you do that for?

[It's a joke. He tries to peer at it through the communicator, but that's not working well.]

How deep is it? I've got a little first aid kit.

[medeating]

[she doesn't exactly get it, relying slightly snappishly]

I didn't do it on purpose.

[there's a pause before she adds on, more uncertain]

It's still bleeding, but I don't think it's too deep...

[theforceoncrack]

[curse my sense of humor!]

Just askin'. When'd it happen? Maybe you should get a doctor.

[medeating]

Just a short while ago. When I was walking back to the apartments. [....] I might.

[theforceoncrack]

Ah. Just probably wrap it and put some pressure on it, then. Want me to come over, or are you gonna go to the hospital?

[medeating]

A couple people are coming to help, I think.

[theforceoncrack]

Popular?

[medeating]

Hardly.

[theforceoncrack]

Okay, kid.