Hunters Townhouse, roaming [open]
I should get this taken care of, somehow ...
Should be something useful in the medlab downstairs, I think ...
X's thoughts weren't exactly as collected as usual, as he wandered down the corridor; but they nicely matched the glassy and slightly-dazed expression in his eyes, and the decidedly waxen complexion of his face.
And the exposed flesh of his shoulders and neck -- where his blood-soaked shirt had been pulled away -- was equally waxen.
Except for along the side of his throat and down his shoulder, where there was nothing but blood and shredded synthflesh and exposed inner workings, some bright where a fang had been at work and scraped the alloy.
His offer to Nightmare had been more than X had expected --
Should be something useful in the medlab downstairs, I think ...
X's thoughts weren't exactly as collected as usual, as he wandered down the corridor; but they nicely matched the glassy and slightly-dazed expression in his eyes, and the decidedly waxen complexion of his face.
And the exposed flesh of his shoulders and neck -- where his blood-soaked shirt had been pulled away -- was equally waxen.
Except for along the side of his throat and down his shoulder, where there was nothing but blood and shredded synthflesh and exposed inner workings, some bright where a fang had been at work and scraped the alloy.
His offer to Nightmare had been more than X had expected --