zephyr
You're not super sure about being here, but with half of Torchline sick with some sort of super-flu (or so it feels) you figure you might as well show up to see what the remaining sane half has planned. Besides, you'd rather do this than be on babysitting duty. Being around so many sick people, burning up with fever and babbling from thirst.... hnnnng. It gives you the fucking heebie-jeebies, reminds you of watching Ray waste down to bone.
It does look official, doesn't it? You arrive after Raza, patting her on the sweaty shoulder before sinking into a seat between her and Vai. You're glistening with sweat as well, wearing a light cotton shirt and your arm brace as well as loose, linen shorts. "Never been in th'business part'a th'house," you murmur, raising a knowing, smirking brow to Vai, before turning to the Star. "What's all this, then?"
It does look official, doesn't it? You arrive after Raza, patting her on the sweaty shoulder before sinking into a seat between her and Vai. You're glistening with sweat as well, wearing a light cotton shirt and your arm brace as well as loose, linen shorts. "Never been in th'business part'a th'house," you murmur, raising a knowing, smirking brow to Vai, before turning to the Star. "What's all this, then?"
burn all the things you have to burn
save all the people you're supposed to save
save all the people you're supposed to save
