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[20] he's a casualty dressed to the teeth
Jul. 10th, 2010 09:08 pm[backdated to morning!]
[Again, Dist wakes up in a great deal of pain. After he opens his eyes, however he notes that he's... back on his couch in the garage. The city didn't even see fit to put him in the bed inside. He sits up slowly, wincing at the pull on his back and testing his legs carefully. They're still torn up, but he can move them. He ventures outside after getting dressed, blinking up at the sky; it's a welcome sight after the horrible grey of the past week.
After a moment or two he notices the box on the ground, placed in front of the garage rather than the doorstep. The city is obviously back to its annoying sense of humor. He walks over to the box and kneels rather than bending. When he opens it he makes a delighted noise and grins, although the mouth motion makers him remember just how broken his jaw is.
He has his clothes back! EEE!
He scampers back into the garage to change before venturing outside again.]
[Again, Dist wakes up in a great deal of pain. After he opens his eyes, however he notes that he's... back on his couch in the garage. The city didn't even see fit to put him in the bed inside. He sits up slowly, wincing at the pull on his back and testing his legs carefully. They're still torn up, but he can move them. He ventures outside after getting dressed, blinking up at the sky; it's a welcome sight after the horrible grey of the past week.
After a moment or two he notices the box on the ground, placed in front of the garage rather than the doorstep. The city is obviously back to its annoying sense of humor. He walks over to the box and kneels rather than bending. When he opens it he makes a delighted noise and grins, although the mouth motion makers him remember just how broken his jaw is.
He has his clothes back! EEE!
He scampers back into the garage to change before venturing outside again.]
