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[desrever_god]

... I don't understand any of this.

What am I supposed to do now? Everything smells strange.

Calisthenics have been really easy so far.

((Yeah what fountain of youth - here's what he looks like. Currently bloody and standing near some blood-and-fur smears on the ground that, er, used to be dingos.))

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[chainsawing]

Pretty poppet all covered in red~

Might you be lost?

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[chainsawing]

What else, indeed...

[ he guided those small hands to his lips, brushing ghost-like kisses on bloodied palms, almost reverent. ]

So small, so slender. Appearances are deceiving, yes? My little soldier. ♥

[chainsawing]

You're stealing my ♥, darling.

[desrever_god]

*aslkfjfasj ||||*

... Oh.... *glancing away, mildly uncomfortable* ... Are you a doctor?

[chainsawing]

I'm quite good with a knife but not quite a doctor, love.

[ reluctant, he let's those hands go. his red, red, hair a veil around their faces as he leans in, brings their foreheads together, breaths words against the boys skin. ]

Why? Are you hurt?

[desrever_god]

*biting his lip and his voice is getting quieter, because he's really only used to Einstellsehn getting this touchy*

N... no. But they always show up after....

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[chainsawing]

Nobody is coming, I'm fairly sure.

It's just you~

[ a close lipped smile, hiding sharp teeth. ]

& me.

[chainsawing]

Does that frighten you?

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[desrever_god]

....

[desrever_god]

... That doesn't make any sense. Why isn't everyone else here?

[chainsawing]

Do you miss them?

[desrever_god]

.... *nodding and inwardly wanting some actual answers to his questions*