"Composite Forms of Sound and Thought" by Omnipotence - From "Praecipitium" (2018)

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"Composite Forms of Sound and Thought" by Omnipotence - From "Praecipitium" (2018)
Clerical Error || Chris & Tess
It is not often that Christian Wolff makes mistakes.
That being said, every human being finds themself in error at least every few days. For some, this is normal. A mistake is nothing important -- forgetting your cell phone at home, leaving a banana out of your lunch, mixing two different words together to make one that doesn’t really exist. None of those things matter, but Chris doesn’t make mistakes. This means that all of his mistake-based Karma is given to him in a quick burst, a larger issue than forgetting his cell phone at home. In this case, he wishes he had just forgotten his phone.
A letter opener. The aberration to his routine, this glitch in his processes, was a letter opener. Usually, the tool is a rather good thing for him; letters and packages are opened cleanly, without damage or tearing the contents. He appreciates that. The cleanliness makes him feel rather satisfied; yet, today the device in question betrayed him. He made a mistake. One flick of his wrist resulted in the opener sliding back into his left hand, his dominant hand. One flick of his wrist emanated in a cut deep enough to warrant stitches.
Statistically, it was time for him to make a mistake. That does not make his blunder any less.. Embarrassing.
While most wounds on Chris’ body can be sewn up by his own hand, his left hand is the one capable of sewing well enough to mask any and all evidence of a cosmetic flaw. This requires a hospital visit.
He enters the sterile environment with a towel wrapped around his wound, the formerly pristine, white cloth now stained an ugly shade of red, and approaches the man behind the desk. “My name is Christian Wolff. I require stitches due to an accident with my letter opener. I would prefer someone rather talented to assist me, as I would not enjoy the presence of a scar.”
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Miamacoda's post has the gear listed with the bullet points. but as you wish