2nd Orders
[Danny's arm is mostly healed now. He's used to being patched up -- or being handed the materials and told to do it himself, which he never does -- and tossed aside to heal by himself. This is definitely a new thing for him and the lingering achiness is something he can handle.
Clutching his sore shoulder, he curls up on his side next to the temple. Unfortunately, Loe had neglected to explain to Danny exactly what his keycard was for and how to get back to his pod, so he'd been sleeping outside since he arrived in Verty. He's hungry, still covered in dried blood and he's a little dirty under that metal collar of his. Actually no, he's filthy, years of caked in grime now supplemented by mud from the ground. On top of that, he's got some annoyingly itchy rashes on his hands.
All in all, he looks pretty pathetic.]
Clutching his sore shoulder, he curls up on his side next to the temple. Unfortunately, Loe had neglected to explain to Danny exactly what his keycard was for and how to get back to his pod, so he'd been sleeping outside since he arrived in Verty. He's hungry, still covered in dried blood and he's a little dirty under that metal collar of his. Actually no, he's filthy, years of caked in grime now supplemented by mud from the ground. On top of that, he's got some annoyingly itchy rashes on his hands.
All in all, he looks pretty pathetic.]