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hadriel2017-02-10 11:53 pm
feelslikeimspilling) wrote in hadriel2017-02-10 11:53 pm
audio & action cw: mention of suicide
[ Action / Audio]
[ It's been a rough few weeks and Will knows that the oncoming weeks ahead are probably going to be just as bad for him. He has a lot of explaining to do and a few apologies to make, which isn't the easiest thing to deal with. His double caused a significant amount of damage both to others as well as to himself.
He's not in the best mindset as he sits out in the cold, just a few hundred yards from the colosseum. The thought of entering it and letting whatever beasts have been brought through the door maim him or worse. With bruises from head to toe and a few fractures scattered around his bones here and there, falling from the window of his fourth story spire had left him a little worse for wear, as had the final fight with his double.
Beside him were a few bottles of water, a small handful of chocolate bars and what was left of one of his bottles of aspirin, Will had originally intended to offer some help to anyone leaving the arena in poor shape, only his mood had gotten the better of him. He knew it was dangerous for him to be out in public right now, what with several people cursing his name and after his blood, but Will wasn't thinking straight (when was he ever?) Stricken with grief after watching someone special to him, take their own life in order to save his, Will was in a state of both physical and mental pain. Still, he would sit and wait, see if anyone needed his help, or if he could even muster the effort to help when the time came. ]
I have a few supplies... If anyone might need them?
[ Stroking his dog, Winston who acted as a guard around his deflated master. ]
[ Private audio to Tyki ]
[ Will was an intelligent man, it didn't take him long after picking out a few words that he recognized in Portuguese to work out roughly what the rest of the message meant. The part he was truly struggling with, was deciding if it was a prank or not?
After some pondering, deciding he really had nothing to lose, Will picked up his device, switched the settings to private and contacted the number left on the flyer. ]
I might have a need for your offered services.
[ It's been a rough few weeks and Will knows that the oncoming weeks ahead are probably going to be just as bad for him. He has a lot of explaining to do and a few apologies to make, which isn't the easiest thing to deal with. His double caused a significant amount of damage both to others as well as to himself.
He's not in the best mindset as he sits out in the cold, just a few hundred yards from the colosseum. The thought of entering it and letting whatever beasts have been brought through the door maim him or worse. With bruises from head to toe and a few fractures scattered around his bones here and there, falling from the window of his fourth story spire had left him a little worse for wear, as had the final fight with his double.
Beside him were a few bottles of water, a small handful of chocolate bars and what was left of one of his bottles of aspirin, Will had originally intended to offer some help to anyone leaving the arena in poor shape, only his mood had gotten the better of him. He knew it was dangerous for him to be out in public right now, what with several people cursing his name and after his blood, but Will wasn't thinking straight (when was he ever?) Stricken with grief after watching someone special to him, take their own life in order to save his, Will was in a state of both physical and mental pain. Still, he would sit and wait, see if anyone needed his help, or if he could even muster the effort to help when the time came. ]
I have a few supplies... If anyone might need them?
[ Stroking his dog, Winston who acted as a guard around his deflated master. ]
[ Private audio to Tyki ]
[ Will was an intelligent man, it didn't take him long after picking out a few words that he recognized in Portuguese to work out roughly what the rest of the message meant. The part he was truly struggling with, was deciding if it was a prank or not?
After some pondering, deciding he really had nothing to lose, Will picked up his device, switched the settings to private and contacted the number left on the flyer. ]
I might have a need for your offered services.
[action]
So, nodding and closing the door behind them, gesturing over to the living room, Will continued to engage in the activity. Sheepish and awkward as ever. ]
Err, that whole room there... And er... I'm not sure... The spare room maybe? I'm sure you'll see
or smellthe areas that need err... sorting.[ Will couldn't stand to enter the room, nor could he stand to even look past the door. He cowered away and made room for Tyki to pass. ]
I'll wait outside if that's okay... I trust you know what you're doing so I'll leave you to it.
[ With that, will clapped a hand at his side and beckoned his dog, leading him outside to wait for the well-dressed gentleman to do his job. ]
[action]
He keeps entering and looking around and he wanders further inside and almost out of earshot. He's trying not to grin at the mess as it starts to reveal itself. Oh dear.] We'll find it.
["We" is what he hints at as he watches Will bid the dog to follow him outside. Once he's alone his hands are out at his sides and Tease just start descending from his body onto the corpses for a well deserved feast. They take their time as he's not exactly rushing him. Even if he got caught he wouldn't care. They are already known to some people of Hadriel.
Though once he's done Will will feel the door open and any trace of blood or victim will be completely gone as if it never happened at all. His Tease were quite efficient. The smell might remain but there's that.] I hope that didn't take too long.