✕ ❝ @begbrother, LOOK TO THE SKIES!!! ❞♘
HE’S BEEN THROUGH WORSE, but that does not make it hurt any LESS. At least people were a lot nicer than ERASERS, because he was certain his innards would be painting the pavement had his fate been left in their hands. But people.... NORMAL people.... Typically felt GUILTY for taking the lives of others, and they were even NICE enough to drop his beaten body at some kind of medical establishment. He knows this despite being face down in the ground ( on top of being BLIND ) because he could SMELL it.
The sterile stench that came with most hospitals and anything of the like made him feel sick to the stomach, and in truth, Iggy would have rather been ditched in that alley than be HERE of all places. Whatever survival rate he had then was gone, because he could not move. He could not FLY out of here without being seen. Not to mention he feels kind of PATHETIC because it hasn’t even been an entire day since he left the Flock’s side and he was already in some kind of trouble.
He’s picking his way around the building, praying to a God who he did not believe in, that he was at the back of the building itself -- where it would be easier for him to take off without being seen. But the small HISS of an automatic door opening causes a SWEAR to leave bloodied lips, and his body tensed, ready to take off now. But, just as the thought crosses his mind, his body lurches and he collapses right there... In the middle of the lobby floor.
