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[whetblood]

Who: Senji, Enkidu, and anyone who wants to deal with a corpse
When: Day 28, evening
Where: coming down from level 4 and then the shrine room
What: corpse retrievals

[a man walks down the steps from the fourth floor, carrying two corpses: one the moss lion that left the bloody wounds across his chest and face and the other trails long green hair across the ground from where it hangs strapped to his shoulder. this body has a couple of stab wounds in the back


... he looks a little grim as he heads for the shrine room to dump the bodies off]

Comments

[whetblood]

Upstairs or outside. Plenty of work to do up there still.

[lostontheroadoflife]

[knowing my lucky I'll end up against three frogs again]

Right right...

[whetblood]

You need'em for something in particular?

[lostontheroadoflife]

... I've got one out of two skeletons I need for a stove. Then it's either killing a couple of invisibambi or feeding two bottomless pits and a god to get things to cook with. I'm not sure which is more impossible than the other right now.

[whetblood]

Huh. I could keep a look out for some if you want me to.

[lostontheroadoflife]

It'd help. As it is, I know they tend to show up in the later hours...

[does have a bit of the stance of someone bracing themselves for another long night and early morning]

[whetblood]

Huh. Don't tend to go out at night. Could be interestin'.

[lostontheroadoflife]

It's been pretty quiet. But I may have just in the wrong place.

[whetblood]

...

Wouldn't mind goin' with you if you wanted.

[lostontheroadoflife]

[watches for a moment]

... I'd appreciate the help. Another pair of eyes would be useful.

[whetblood]

[snorts]

Can't bring a pair, but maybe one will be enough.

[lostontheroadoflife]

. . . ah.

--I forget most people don't have eyes under the patches...

[whetblood]

Nah. Last I saw it, it was on a tray beside me.

[lostontheroadoflife]

... not sure if that's better or worse than getting it sliced in half while in your head--but it's an uncomfortable image either way.

[whetblood]

... I would've rather lost it in a fight.

[lostontheroadoflife]

I can understand that.

Anyway, whenever you're ready to head out.

[whetblood]

Lemme put this stuff down and get cleaned up some. Blood ain't gonna help with huntin' them.

[heading back towards the apartment]

[lostontheroadoflife]

[will just be dozing sitting and closely reading his book in the hall when he gets back]

[whetblood]

[takes about an hour then because he's going to take the time to take care of the lion first before he washes off. he comes back with wet hair]

Ready?

[lostontheroadoflife]

[starts more fully alert, clapping the book shut near the same time as he makes the motion into one for standing]

Yep.

[whetblood]

[arches an eyebrow, but doesn't comment]

Fourth floor or outside?

[lostontheroadoflife]

I'm not looking forward to defending myself from frogs...

Upstairs.

[whetblood]

[snorts and heads for the stairs again]

[lostontheroadoflife]

[following this time, tilting his hitai-ate up and clear from his eye]

[whetblood]

[up the stairs again today]