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[ Oh hey it's... the weird girl from murderplanet who tells dick jokes and swears despite it being against the law something or other. ~~Who's also doing things to his heart pROBABLY MADE OF SPIDERS.~~ They've spoken maybe three times. Why is she doing this? Not that he can't appreciate it a little bit because he's obviously great enough to warrant everyone's attention but also all this care is a little insulting. So that little addition clarifying it's not meant that way is a smart move. ]

[ He decides he likes her enough not to ignore the message for now, but typing was hard enough even when he wasn't recovering from double broken arms. ]

I got out. And I'm totally by my own in a corner since that's where I was before all the shit happened.

How's your head?

[ s...shit did he JUST ask someone how they're doing fuck ]

[ Whew. Or... half whew. Being alive and out of Illusory Bullshit Cell Central is good, but being alone is less so. Gosh diddly dang darnit. ]

My head's fine, there's no need to worry about me! I have the pain tolerance of a skag on steroids :TTTT
Are you okay on your own?
Not in the sense that I think you're scared or traumatised or anything (I sincerely doubt you're trembling and peeing your pants in that corner of yours), but it must be incredibly inconvenient to have to do things with your arms in that state, r

Oh my god I just realised what an asshole I am for using text

[ she could always ]

[ offer to come and help him ;) ]

You really are.

If it helps, I'm not actually typing

[ He just assumes all tablets have the same features, so he's not going to explain it more than that. It's too bad though, because she can't hear the indignation in his tone when he continues; ]

I'm fine. Not trembling.

And not peeing my pants, though that part was pretty damn difficult to achieve.

[ Also painful but he's not saying that part because he's being a big tough man here who can totally take his pants off without using his arms. :T Isn't that a lovely mental image. ]

Sooooorrrryyyyyyyyy!! Do you want me to swap formats??
In fact I'll just go ahead and

[ Boop. ]

--there we go. Sorry! Frick. I didn't mean to be insensitive about, um... your whole, uh. Pee situation? I was kinda thinking more about how it must be hard for you to eat or drink or. Brush your hair, I guess? Wait, can you even open doors? Are you stuck where you are?

[ THE MORE PROBLEMS SHE BRINGS UP, THE LESS SHE HAS TO TALK ABOUT PEEING NO-HANDED ]

[ This is weird. On one hand, most people would get a stop talking right here and now, on another, it's sort of nice to be fussed over for a change. What should he do. ]

Hey, I can move my hand some, it just hurts.

[ Did he just say "hand"? Did nobody help him re-fit his prosthesis? Is peeing one-handed really that much better than peeing no-handed??? ]

[ Hair brushing is just too painful to talk about right now though, because that does require bending his elbows pretty significantly and that's not happening :( ]

[ And he'd just gotten all those mats out... They were going to make a return weren't they? ]

Oh, good, I thought -- just one? You can't move the other?

[ The urge to fuss is steadily mounting. You think this is fuss? Think again, motherfucker. Angel's ability to fuss is unrivalled. She's like a fussnado. Fussss. ]

Where are you right now? Um - approximately?

[ There's an awkward pause. On one hand, he doesn't really trust her with vulnerabilities, on another... she really doesn't look dangerous. Maybe she could break a baguette, but that's not much of a threat. ]

Uh, yeah, I -- it kinda got disconnected. [ You've got a friend with a robot arm, you know how it works, right? ] Can't fix it while my other one's in a cast.

[ Is she offering to come to him? BRISTLE. But she's good with tech, right? Aside from waiting however long this enhanced healing is supposed to take, this could be his best bet to get himself in order. Hm. ]

[ FINE. He'll be sociable. Accept the FUSSSSS. ]

Area with the high school and the bunker. Hot water house. Why?

[ ~~Um excuse you but someone is forgetting THE LEGEND OF BUFFGEL~~ ]

Oh. Crap. I mean - crud. No, crap. Want someone to take a look at it for you? Rhys has reinstalled his own cybernetics before, and I'm not exactly shabby at that kinda thing either.

[ Her tone is less fussy and more bossy, now. Which is good. Probably. If you squint. ]

If you can get to the building just north of the convenience store, we can pick you up there. Sound cool?

[ ~~HE CAN NEVER FORGET IT HE'S JUST CONSCIOUSLY TRYING TO ERASE IT FROM HIS MIND~~ ]

Shit.

[ That's pretty much the reaction to hearing "Rhys", because that implies someone else will be there. Calm your horses, though, he's not disappointed about his ~date~ getting ruined, he's just paranoid and he's not sure if he knows who this Rhys is. Will he be a threat? IS HE BUFF??? ]

[ Alright, calm the fuck down Squalo, this place is getting to you. No matter who it is, he can kill them if he needs to. Right. Breathe nice and slow. ]

I mean, sounds great. I'll head that way.

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