042 x 240 // text // scars I never had

[dignity_misery]

Is it pathetic that I almost wish this was permanent?

If you have something of mine [...Pause.]

Well. Sorry for you.


[[ooc; Switched scars with Jimmy. He is assuredly having a bad day.]]

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voice;

[brobeforehos]

Are you in one piece?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

For the most part.

[War wound. Shot in the right leg.

There's another pause here, because Carla is not so good at this acting like a human shit.]

Doing alright, Mae?

audio;

[signatures]

No, just curious.

audio;

[dignity_misery]

Why is that?

voice;

[brobeforehos]

I'm just great. [Pause.] Physically, anyway. Peaches.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

At least you have your health.

[No. Not really. Carla knows how little the physical can matter.]

voice;

[brobeforehos]

Yay me.

[Shhhhhhhheeeee pauses again because it's all about the pauses now. Counting injured and mangled up friends by the handful. Waiting to see if she'll be as unlucky.] So - what do you think it is?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

It looks like I've been shot.

[And she would know. She has been before.]

voice;

[brobeforehos]

Scar, or actual bleeding and pain? Because if it's the latter, hospital. Get going.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I don't want to go to the hospital.

[It's just that simple.]

voice;

[brobeforehos]

You're bleeding, aren't you?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

That's nothing new.

[Seriously, Mae.]

voice;

[brobeforehos]

Seriously, Clara.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I'm fine.

[The one person with any sway over her is in the hospital today.]

voice;

[brobeforehos]

[Gah. People who ignore hospitals are just -

She can't exactly speak here, since it's not like she ever took the Ryves brothers to any hospital, and they'd suffered their fair share of injuries. Although, granted, Alan was always a good shot, and Nick healed. Still. She gets it - some people reject that environment.] Do you have desinfectant, at least?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

It's not going to kill me.

[Obviously hasn't killed whoever it belonged to.]

voice;

[brobeforehos]

Yes, yes, I get it - you've great resistence to pain and aren't bothered by bloodspill and all that, but I'm asking you if you've got anything to at least wrap it up with or stop the flow or - hell, I don't know, not bleed for the whole day.

Voice

[trenchknives]

Well, I'm havin' a shit day.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I've wrapped it. I'll clean the apartment tomorrow.

[For all her resistance to the hospital, she is a clean freak. She also has a small puppy she doesn't need to be bleeding on. Can you hear Peanut yipping for his breakfast, Mae?]

Voice

[dignity_misery]

It's that kind of day.

Re: Voice

[trenchknives]

You seem okay with it.

voice;

[brobeforehos]

[Can you hear the tired sigh? Almost imagine the way she rubs her eyes because some people are so complicated and some things are such a mess right now? No? Well.]

I suppose I'll just have to trust that you'll take care of yourself.

Re: Voice

[dignity_misery]

[Yeah well...]

I'd rather have been shot in the leg.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

[Hhh. Less sass from you, young lady.]

I will actually be alright.

[She knows it was a lie last time.]

It's just for today.

voice;

[brobeforehos]

[Can't, sorry. It's there, like a disease.]

Yeah...[You can tell she's not sure what to believe. She's not sure of a lot of things, honestly. Congratulations for making her life confusing, Clara. Bah.] I'll never understand that.