With his now-working hand, some pained groans, and a lot of wiggling, RED managed to get himself out of that hoodie with the dog ears and give himself as proper a washing as he could muster with a cast on one arm. Even the man who threw Jarate had a point where he felt dirty, and he had reached it. Once out of the bathroom, he found the room he'd
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Bein' held hostage in yer own base?
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No, I'm not being held hostage. Gettin' down the stairs with this crutch is a right problem, s'all.
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*He's trying SO HARD to not just laugh in your face RED.*
You do realize ya called everyone roight?
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[No, he's not going to admit he doesn't know how to work the phone, especially when he knows exactly what expression you're wearing under that mask. Stupid newfangled technology.]
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[His eyebrow rises as his communicator beeps at him. Oh, he seems to be getting another call. From Pyro. Fantastic.]
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*Watch him fold his arms and wait for you to answer that other call. Go ahead. You know how to do it right? You'll figure it out.*
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[The communicator continues to beep. Time to pointedly ignore it.]
I haven't seen the doc since the party. He not work at the hospital?
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I wouldn't be surprised if he killed th' whole damn staff.
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An' now yer livin' with him. Lucky you.
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I've not seen him here yet. Maybe he doesn't come upstairs.
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He probably don't come out 'f his lab. I rarely see him around town an' I'm usually up on th' roof. 'Cept now when it's freezin' out there. Too much snow.
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