64 Near Disasters

[cal_sitter]

Has anyone happened to notice my brother wandering the streets? Dark hair, grey eyes, pale skin, resembles a walking coma and answers to the name "Cal." Will run from dirty dishes and old laundry. Has a strong appetite for New York hot dogs and deep dish pizza

Comments

[reaping_havoc]

What happened to Cal?

[cal_sitter]

He went for a walk.

[reaping_havoc]

And...never came back.

How's he made it through the curse days?

[cal_sitter]

He's armed.

How do you think he made it?

[Action]

[halfed]

[And with less than an hour to midnight, the door swings open slowly as Cal heads back inside, looking a little worse for wear. It's shut and locked behind him before he limps over toward the bathroom.]

You're worrying again.

[Action]

[cal_sitter]

[Retrieves the auxiliary first aid supplies from the kitchen cabinet.]

You were out late.

[Action]

[halfed]

I'm back now.

[He heads inside for a few minutes, digging out a pack of cleaning supplies. Then it's back out to the table, weapons being pulled out of their holders and placed down.]

[ooc: Fail! That was meant to say bedroom, not bathroom. >__>;;]

[Action]

[cal_sitter]

So you are. Let me see the reason you're limping.

[Spins a chair around so Cal can rest his leg on it.]

[cal_sitter]

He's taking his time.

[cal_sitter]

I don't mind that he is, as long as he comes back safely and within a reasonable period.

[cal_sitter]

He is ... and he's finally dragged himself home.

[cal_sitter]

Generally speaking, yes.