towerofanimus | oo1 ; open

Characters: Davesprite and [Bad username or site: towerofanimus title= @ livejournal.com].
Setting: Everywhere, anywhere, all the wheres.
Format: I'll match.
Summary: Davesprite arrives and proceeds to... not flip the fuck out.
Warnings: Bleeding 1/2 bird boy with a bit of a foul mouth.

[ the first thing he does upon waking isn’t panic. he stares at the ceiling, head spinning, confused as all hell because fuck, this isn’t where he remembers being. he reasons that he obviously died finally and really, he isn’t surprised. though it worries him that even after death his stomach and gimpy wing are still dripping goopy goldenrod sprite innards all over his bed, but he doesn’t pay that much mind now. he’ll worry about it later when he’s got his bearings and knows what the fuck happened. are you still supposed to bleed when you’re dead?

when he can finally move, he gets up slowly and sluggishly, puzzling at the outfit that hangs awkwardly off his legless body and up his winged back. so he’s dead and snappily dressed? nice. no, let’s not. in the chest by his bed are the trademark shades he’s never seen without and he moves to rid himself of the strange white outfit before taking to the halls in exploration. ]

[ run into him yourself or let the feathery asshole come to you, either way works here. ]

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Species. We're known for our ill rhymes, sick beats and irresistible looks.

[ no, you're not. shut up. ]

[Eridan gives him a look, and then because he doesn't want to bother understanding it, he ignores it ~~and files the 'irresistible looks' part away for later~~.]

Wwhat are you doin' in here anywway?

Dunno. Woke up over there.

[ obviously, eridan. jeez. ]

[Eridan sighs heavily.] Looks like you're another fuckin' fellow member a' this respite block. Havvin' only one other person wwas nice wwhile it lasted, evven if he does havve a fuckin' irritatin' knife obsession. It'll probably end up bein' just as brimful as evverywwhere else in here soon. So are you a game Sprite or wwhat?

Nah. I'm just part ghost, part crow and part bleeding for the hell of it.

Sprites can bleed? [Oh. Is that what that stuff is? He thought it was...part of the sprite deal.] Shouldn't you do somethin' about that?

Fuck if I know what to do about it. [ he just enjoys bleeding all over the floor okay ]

Havve you tried doin' fuckin' anythin'? Or are you just gonna let yourself drip out 'til you dissolvve or wwhatevver sprites do? Wwhy'd this place let you wwake up bleedin' anywway? If they'd done the same to me I wwould a' been in twwo fuckin' halvves wwhen I arrivved.