AUDIENCE 🚀 NODD

[dropoffs]

Comments

[murdergate]

Mmhm.

[ a glance down. he started looking at the her-mes--on occasion. guess they're heading into the endgame. time to lose anything the infection could use against them. ]

You've patched me up. Fair is fair.

[bulls]

A trade - it's what the people where I'm from value the most.

[ just kind of yawns a little and settles back onto this slightly crooked cot with his hands folding over his stomach now. ]

You're a good man, Nodd.

[murdergate]

Oh no.

[ concerned eyebrows. clasped hands. ]

You have a concussion on top of everything else.

[bulls]

Probably. We fell a long way down... too long... ugh...

[murdergate]

[ taking a seat beside him. on a desk if need be. ]

Yeah? Down to where?

[bulls]

A hole... deep, dark. Ended up almost eaten by some damn creature in the belly of the earth...

It would hide itself through song... erase the memory of its existence...

[murdergate]

Well, shit. How did you get out?

[ nodd can guess two ways, neither of which are friendly to living beings post-vore ]

[bulls]

The group kicked its ass - then the earth threw us up, I think, if I had to describe it.

[ eugh. ]