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@trigger-hound
//fuck I can't think of a pinned post
idfk this is an assassin esc fankid oc because I'm a damn nerd
scarebat ship specific idfk
uh quick update
he's currently (idfk what he's doing is bit complex) cupioromantic pansexual
mod is called Austin and a minor while the muse is late 20's
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
"You could break free. Couldn't you?"
haven't
for some weeks now
"You've been here for weeks?" He asks, stunned.
yeah...
for the first couple of weeks I wasn't even awake
once I woke up I got to be... problematic
only broke out once
He pauses. ".. Ah."
...
as I said, you should get some sleep
"No." He shakes his head. "I'm not going to."
well guess we can just sit in silence
"You'd kill me if I did, wouldn't you?" He says, wavering.
I uh know you can't see me right now but I'm pointing at another guy
he would be the one to die
you know I can hear you right?
does it sound like I care?
"... Okay." He says, slowly.
He sighs, lying back down.
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
"You could break free. Couldn't you?"
haven't
for some weeks now
"You've been here for weeks?" He asks, stunned.
yeah...
for the first couple of weeks I wasn't even awake
once I woke up I got to be... problematic
only broke out once
He pauses. ".. Ah."
...
as I said, you should get some sleep
"No." He shakes his head. "I'm not going to."
well guess we can just sit in silence
"You'd kill me if I did, wouldn't you?" He says, wavering.
I uh know you can't see me right now but I'm pointing at another guy
he would be the one to die
you know I can hear you right?
does it sound like I care?
"... Okay." He says, slowly.
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
"You could break free. Couldn't you?"
haven't
for some weeks now
"You've been here for weeks?" He asks, stunned.
yeah...
for the first couple of weeks I wasn't even awake
once I woke up I got to be... problematic
only broke out once
He pauses. ".. Ah."
...
as I said, you should get some sleep
"No." He shakes his head. "I'm not going to."
well guess we can just sit in silence
"You'd kill me if I did, wouldn't you?" He says, wavering.
I uh know you can't see me right now but I'm pointing at another guy
he would be the one to die
you know I can hear you right?
does it sound like I care?
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
"You could break free. Couldn't you?"
haven't
for some weeks now
"You've been here for weeks?" He asks, stunned.
yeah...
for the first couple of weeks I wasn't even awake
once I woke up I got to be... problematic
only broke out once
He pauses. ".. Ah."
...
as I said, you should get some sleep
"No." He shakes his head. "I'm not going to."
well guess we can just sit in silence
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
"You could break free. Couldn't you?"
haven't
for some weeks now
"You've been here for weeks?" He asks, stunned.
yeah...
for the first couple of weeks I wasn't even awake
once I woke up I got to be... problematic
only broke out once
He pauses. ".. Ah."
...
as I said, you should get some sleep
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
"You could break free. Couldn't you?"
haven't
for some weeks now
"You've been here for weeks?" He asks, stunned.
yeah...
for the first couple of weeks I wasn't even awake
once I woke up I got to be... problematic
only broke out once
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
"You could break free. Couldn't you?"
haven't
for some weeks now
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
"What if you kill me?" He whispers, loudly.
physically can't
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
He nods.
...
you should probably get some sleep...
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
"Once. Once." He says, strained.
hmm horrid
eh at least we're tied?
hopefully nothing more
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
"How?" He scoffs.
you casually mentioned dying???
I would figure that to be too traumatic to mention?
how many times did you die?
I got once so far...
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
"Pistole." He says. "I'm not– not going to talk about it."
alright fine I won't pry but you do keep saying really cryptic things
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
"No. I just died– I'm not going to again. Not this soon." He stutters.
the noises stop
what happened?
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
"No." He shakes his head, crawling back.
the shaking of the restraints get louder and louder
oh come on boss just consider it payment
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
"Two litres?" He echoes. The average human body has five litres, sometimes more for larger people.
"I don't know how much I lost."
to give?
I know it's quite the tall order but it's still survivable
James peers over at the knight from a bed across the room he's hooked up to a blood bag and is restrained to the bed
boss?
(@trigger-hound)
"What?" Jason murmurs, tiredly. He finds himself looking up on instinct. Nothing.
it's
oh god that...
it's James?
uh trigger hound your uhm...
he awkwardly shakes his restraints
actually I don't know...
"Oh." He says, simply. He doesn't know what to say.
honestly I... did not expect to see you here?
especially....
...
you don't look too good boss
"Don't remind me." He hisses. "Just don't."
sorry...
well what'chu gonna do once you're out?
"The militia." He says, simply.
he looks surprised
I heard it was getting disbanded?
"No." Jason shakes his head. "I was going to.. you didn't hear..? Pistole.... kidnapped me. Forced me to s.. sign a contract. Then she.."
ah shit yeah she does that
but what're you gonna do?
"I don't know. I can't.. face her. Not after.." He grimaces.
you're not the first
and probably won't be the last
...
she's all about getting her "entertainment"
"Don't call it that." He says, stonefaced. "Don't ."
oh...
sorry
uhm...
he awkwardly shakes the restraints again
He perks up. "What are you doing?"
oh... sorry just fidgeting
it's rather boring when the... doctor's don't trust you
"They don't?" He asks, tilting his head.
yeah...
glad you saw me at this point
they had me muzzled for a bit...
kept trying to uh...
I was very hungry
...
still am
He grimaces. "You better... better not be trying to eat me."
HAH! no of course not
he licks his lips
that guy over there has more meat on his bones...
tho to be honest...
I can't really bring myself to care anymore
"Oh." Jason pales. "So.. you are?"
he rattles the restrains
no they got me quite well...
even without them you wouldn't be the first choice
I know this isn't... comforting but
who will care?
He winces. "... Okay."
he talks softly not comforting but just exhausted
I wasn't ever good at these things
and the thought of...
the rattling restraints get louder and louder as tho a rabid dog was trying to resist them
Jason winces, sticking an arm out as he tries to pull himself back.
you don't have to do that
I'm across the room
now if you would call a nurse for me that would be darling
"How do I..?" He sputters, reaching a hand to the table beside the bed. "Is there a button, or..?"
there should be a little remote with a button on it
just click that
He feels around the table uncertainly. After a moment he feels something smooth, and he clicks down.
something rings
ah... just tell them I need some blood and we'll both be on our merry way
"Okay." He sighs. "I.. need more pain meds, too."
yeah...
...
they'll be a second
hmm, how did you end up like that?
His breath catches. "I told you. Pistole– she, nevermind."
oh...
the door to the room opens as a nurse walks in and strides towards Jason
did you need anything?
He sits up. "Pain meds. Please. And.. James seems like he's about to eat me.
the nurse nods their head then uncomfortably turns towards James
we'll get you the meds but he's still restrained so I wouldn't worry about it
I need blood...
later
Jason sighs. " 'Kay. Thank you."
the nurse leaves
fuck...
how much blood do you have in you?
"Not... not much." He says, quickly. "I'm short." He explains. "Smaller frame. That means.. less blood."
oh no
then you would still have two liters
I was asking how much did you lose?
