010 ± [visual] could've been should've been worse
It was several days after D-Day (Detonation Day? Destruction Day? Doctor Does Damage Day?) and between the usual synapses misfiring, a concussion, and some hefty pain medication Glitch had...just about no idea what had transpired in that time. All things considered it was likely for the best that he was left with a litany of injuries instead of details.
Now all he had to do was recuperate and stave off boredom, and since misery loved company he bravely turned his tablet to visual. Glitch was sprawled on a heavily-pillowed chaise lounge, battered and paler than usual, left arm in a sling and tired eyes bleary. Nevertheless, his crooked smile was still evident
"Hello all," he began. "Just confirming that I'm okay, sorry if I gave you a scare." He closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head delicately. "Um. I'm home now, obviously, s-so if anybody who isn't Angelus wants to come by you're welcome to."
Yes, after the de-invitation he'd been given strict instructions, several reminders, and a note on how to ask people over for future reference.
Now all he had to do was recuperate and stave off boredom, and since misery loved company he bravely turned his tablet to visual. Glitch was sprawled on a heavily-pillowed chaise lounge, battered and paler than usual, left arm in a sling and tired eyes bleary. Nevertheless, his crooked smile was still evident
"Hello all," he began. "Just confirming that I'm okay, sorry if I gave you a scare." He closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head delicately. "Um. I'm home now, obviously, s-so if anybody who isn't Angelus wants to come by you're welcome to."
Yes, after the de-invitation he'd been given strict instructions, several reminders, and a note on how to ask people over for future reference.