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[charring]

[It's audio for a reason. She sounds annoyed and there are sounds of things being picked up and set down and faint hissing sounds from her. Sharp intakes of breath through teeth indicating something hurt. Or probably hurts.]


..ow. Son of a...Okay. Yesterday? Didn't this happen during October? That whole cannibal thing? [Another muttered swear or two and the sound of fabric or something tearing.]

To the people I set fire to, you only get half an apology. You were cursed, yes, but while cursed you tried to eat me. It was purely self defense. [Which means at most, it'd feel like a bad sunburn and there were people missing eyebrows. There's more sounds. More things being moved, plastic bottles thinking together and a metal box opening and shutting. Phantom and Petrichor start arguing in the background and Charlie huffs in exasperation.]


...Rapunzel. Pie jars for that B you didn't actually get. I still want to do this and I found information on lanterns. You still in? [The arguing animals stop and Charlie resumes whatever it was she was doing. Something bumps the device and there is a good shot of Charlie's right arm. It's bandaged in spots, bruised in others. All injuries in the shape of bites. Charlie notices this and the feed switches off.

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[candothat]

Charlie? Should I bring the dermal regenerator over?

[charring]

That sounds like it'd be super useful right now. Thank you, Pavel.

[candothat]

Of course. Yesterday did not go well for you?

[charring]

Not at all. This whole people trying to eat me during curses thing is becoming a disturbing theme.

[candothat]

I hope that it will not repeat itself; I would rather you stay uneaten.

[charring]

You and me, both.

How about you? You were safe yesterday, right? Stayed out of the woods?

[candothat]

Yes, and I didn't leave my room once I knew what was happening. That was cowardly, maybe.

[charring]

I had to. Phantom got out and was off-leash. I wanted my idiot back.

[candothat]

Did you get him back?

[charring]

Yeah. He's pretty much not left my sight since we got home. Not because I'm following him. He's following me everywhere. So is Petrichor.

[candothat]

They are worried.

[And he's knocking at Charlie's door.]

[charring]

[Charlie's opening the door. The animals are, as said, right at her feet. At least no one makes an attempt to get out. The apartment probably smells like apples since she was sauteing a few to make a pie out of. This kid cooks when stressed.]

Hi, Pavel. Come on in. Also? I don't think I mentioned this but I don't think you were a coward for hiding yesterday. [A slight shrug.] That felt important to share.

[candothat]

Charlie, hello. That is very generous of you.

[He fiddles with the small, boxy device he's carrying, in part to avoid looking at Charlie. She looks thoroughly gnawed on.]

[charring]

[He should see the other guys. If he happens to see people walking around lacking eyebrows or thoroughly sunburned in appearance? That'd be Charlie's handiwork. Charlie looks at the device, tilting her head.]

That's new. Did you make that?

[candothat]

[The other guys are probably still hiding...]

This? No, but I did modify it. May I see your arm, please?

[charring]

[Probably. Cannibals are scary. Charlie extends her arm, moving her sleeve out of the way. There are some very dark bruises and some spots where teeth actually broke the skin but no missing pieces.]

It's still neat. You never cease to amaze me with the stuff you do.

[candothat]

[Even if there aren't missing pieces, being bitten that hard--not to mention being chased by cannibals--couldn't have been fun.]

Thank you, and I am a genius. [Said in a matter-of-fact tone.] I believe this is expected of me.

[He holds the device over the worst of the injuries and pushes a button. Her skin knits itself back together and the bruises fade from purples and blacks to pale greens.]

[charring]

[And Charlie's watching this with fascination, even smiling some.] You're welcome, Pavel. And thank you for coming over. I think my first aid kit needed a break.

[candothat]

[It's always good to see Charlie smile.]

It isn't a problem, and this is better than a first aid kit. Much quicker. I have no patience for healing naturally.

[charring]

I don't think anyone does, though I think with that device you might be a bit spoiled. [She's teasing and still smiling, examining where injuries were.]

[candothat]

Very spoiled, yes.

[sternly] Do not make it so I need to come over and fix you again.

[charring]

[She grins, holding her hands up in mock-surrender.] I make no promises, Pavel. I will do my best, though.

[candothat]

I can accept that, I suppose.