why's that the first thing that comes to mind?? if I was close enough to stalk you I would've said something by now. like a not stalker...
[ But alright, concerns aside, he'll chill for now. Adrien will find him sitting propped against a tree, arm resting gingerly in his lap. A good percentage of his forearm is missing its flesh entirely, baring the not entirely bone-shaped skeleton of his wrist. Which thankfully isn't wired for pain responses, but the edges of his melted skin most definitely are. Not to mention they're still beading up with gluey white blood, but what can you do? So long as he doesn't move it it's tolerable, for the most part. ]
[ Keeping an eye out for Adrien—er, Chat—is a stellar distraction though, from both exhaustion and miserableness, so he keeps his gaze stubbornly up, scanning the horizon for any glimpse of a figure dressed in black. ]
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on 2016-05-22 09:16 am (UTC)[ But alright, concerns aside, he'll chill for now. Adrien will find him sitting propped against a tree, arm resting gingerly in his lap. A good percentage of his forearm is missing its flesh entirely, baring the not entirely bone-shaped skeleton of his wrist. Which thankfully isn't wired for pain responses, but the edges of his melted skin most definitely are. Not to mention they're still beading up with gluey white blood, but what can you do? So long as he doesn't move it it's tolerable, for the most part. ]
[ Keeping an eye out for Adrien—er, Chat—is a stellar distraction though, from both exhaustion and miserableness, so he keeps his gaze stubbornly up, scanning the horizon for any glimpse of a figure dressed in black. ]