Yep. That look. The look of a person, usually male or male identifying, walking around when they should be sitting down and possibly hooked up to an IV. Someone suffering injuries that aren't quite as healed as they need to be fore walking around, let alone exploring.
Really, she's been wondering what this man's been intending to do since he first stumbled along, out of place. He's managed to get himself a decent set of clothing now, but that general look has only changed from dramatically out of place to less dramatically out of place.
She leaves the respite of the sleepy shadows to stroll down his way. She knows what her image should be saying to natives; to anyone from Exsilium, she's a kid in tight black pants, a cream half-skirt, and a button-up shirt that's covering her arms to keep the worst of the sun off them. Pink hair was just another detail, sticking out from the very real hat on her head. )
Are you sure you should be walking around right now, sir? Exacerbating injuries is a sure way of ensuring you set back your own recovery in the long term.
( She hooks a thumb into a loop of her half-skirt. It's for outward show, unlike the concern on her face. She shouldn't get sucked back into this. She wasn't part of an official group addressing injuries for any one group of people. She didn't need to be.
Even if it's part of what I made myself. )
I can't believe the Initiative would send someone back here in your condition!
( Which is a lie. She believes it all too easily! )
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Yep. That look. The look of a person, usually male or male identifying, walking around when they should be sitting down and possibly hooked up to an IV. Someone suffering injuries that aren't quite as healed as they need to be fore walking around, let alone exploring.
Really, she's been wondering what this man's been intending to do since he first stumbled along, out of place. He's managed to get himself a decent set of clothing now, but that general look has only changed from dramatically out of place to less dramatically out of place.
She leaves the respite of the sleepy shadows to stroll down his way. She knows what her image should be saying to natives; to anyone from Exsilium, she's a kid in tight black pants, a cream half-skirt, and a button-up shirt that's covering her arms to keep the worst of the sun off them. Pink hair was just another detail, sticking out from the very real hat on her head. )
Are you sure you should be walking around right now, sir? Exacerbating injuries is a sure way of ensuring you set back your own recovery in the long term.
( She hooks a thumb into a loop of her half-skirt. It's for outward show, unlike the concern on her face. She shouldn't get sucked back into this. She wasn't part of an official group addressing injuries for any one group of people. She didn't need to be.
Even if it's part of what I made myself. )
I can't believe the Initiative would send someone back here in your condition!
( Which is a lie. She believes it all too easily! )