[yeah SOLOING THESE NORMALLY DOES NOT GO WELL. he's scurrying right the fuck over there, ignoring the way he is bleeding from his face; there are so many blood vessels in a face, you know that? who even knows how deep this cut is. pretty hard to tell.
but gregor stumbles to his feet, nearly tripping as he hurries across the field to her.]
Sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't...
[abnormalities like that are difficult on a good day, nevermind being at a solid negative fucking sanity.]
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but gregor stumbles to his feet, nearly tripping as he hurries across the field to her.]
Sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't...
[abnormalities like that are difficult on a good day, nevermind being at a solid negative fucking sanity.]