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[ticking]

Who: Slick and friends
When: Day 1, still morning...
Where: Apartment A
What: 8D;

[SO

while the rest of ya'll were trying to do sensible things like learn about the situation, Slick decided to take himself and his godmode to go kill everything as a nice little stress reliever

UNFORTUNATELY he didn't figure out that he'd been power capped.

So after a rather short and unpleasant exploration, Slick stumbles back to the apartment, bleeding heavily. Mostly from a dozen or so long claw marks on his back and a few heavy, deep bites on his shoulders and arms.

Whoops]

Comments

[edgeofjustice]

Sex?

[ticking]

Yes... I don't think I misread that.

[putting some soothing wound gel on you]

[edgeofjustice]

--Hold on, what is this stuff you got from this mysterious sex god?

[ticking]

[snort]

Just some sort of ointment, don't get too excited. I guess you could use it for other things but I think it ruin it.

[edgeofjustice]

You used some already, right?

[ticking]

When there's so many people here to test it on? Of course not.

[putting it on you. DOESN'T IT FEEL NICE]

[edgeofjustice]

H-hey--!

[definitely trying to squirm out of his grip] Quit that, it feels weird!

[ticking]

[grabs your wrist with his free hand and keeps smearing]

Take one for the team, bunny boy. Someone has to test it.

[edgeofjustice]

[quit fighting, since his wounds are pretty well-covered, and moves the scoop his hair to the other side to keep it out of the cream]

[ticking]

Good boy. [finishes and then starts wrapping] Better?

[edgeofjustice]

[suspicious]

Yeah.

[ticking]

[i am very trustworthy]

Then there you go. Finished.

[edgeofjustice]

[rolls his shoulder]

... It stopped hurting. And it feels kind of warm.

[ticking]

Oh? I guess they didn't summon us here just to poison us afterall.

[edgeofjustice]

Lucky us.

I don't suppose you have anything I could you for a spit?

[ticking]

Why would I have something like that? You're the one with a sword.

[edgeofjustice]

I'm not using my sword!

[ticking]

Why not?

[edgeofjustice]

It'll warp the steel. And it's a nice sword.

[ticking]

I've cooked on cheaper blades than that, it'll survive.

[edgeofjustice]

[SIGH]

They drag us all the way here and they can't even give us a pan and some salt.

[ticking]

[idly pats your wounded shoulder]

You seem like the type to get things done. I'm sure you'll manage.

[edgeofjustice]

[bah

swats him off and stalks into the kitchen]

[ticking]

[(= follows to wait for food to appear]