[Aw man just because she asked doesn't mean she necessarily wanted to see. It's kind of upsetting to look at. If he does become a statue and there isn't a cure after all, she's not sure she can handle smashing him and condemning him to a life of-- well, an UNlife of... being dead! But she'd feel terrible leaving him stoned forever too. Man, emotions are just dumb.
So she's just going to distract herself by leaning down to retrieve his crutch for him.]
[Except when she picks it up there is a BABY COCKATRICE beneath it. Where did that even come from?! It hisses and pecks at her hand, causing her to drop the crutch back on it. Hopefully killing it but ha ha like she'll have that kind of luck.]
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It's a wound that triggers the transformation, isn't it...?
[Why is he touching her. WHY. ISN'T HIS HAND GOING THROUGH HER. NO... She whimpers and bites his fingers. At least she doesn't have teeth. Or... gums. What the hell is a ghost mouth anyway.]
[Poof! Back into a form with legs for the sake of wearing cute shorts. The stoning doesn't reappear on her hand, and instead remains on her cheek. WHAT AWW MAN...]
Does this count as fulfilling a dying wish for me?
Is it supposed to be taped-on like an art project? no.
[while talking, he did take a moment to check his own. If this stone thing spreads beyond his leg, he could be in the same situation... he's okay for now]
I was wondering about the second part, yes. [Just... Facepalm. Although she peeks through her fingers to make sure Leon's is still attached too. FOR CURIOSITY'S SAKE AND NOTHING MORE.]
...I wonder just how fragile the statues really are.
[Leon thought about changing into a Chameleon, but it was immediately followed by the fear of his tail breaking off... There's no getting out of this mess.]
H-He seems pretty sturdy otherwise. [He approaches the statue again and lightly fistbumps Brock's shoulder.] Dicks just generally break off statues.
You'll be fine assuming your bras provide good support, I guess.
[his inner self is panicking. shit.]
He's too heavy for either of us to carry him anywhere. He was probably too heavy for whoever the hell taped his dick together instead of bringing him to the infirmary.
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So she's just going to distract herself by leaning down to retrieve his crutch for him.]
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It's a wound that triggers the transformation, isn't it...?
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WHY DID YOU DO THAT? [In any case, his other knife-equipped crutch stabbed the bird right through... where its neck would be. That felt good.]
You better hope this has no effect on dead people, but yeah.
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And then you'll finally be able to fight!I have knives, I can chisel your hand into something else!
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Fuck this! we're not gonna have time to order and wait for skitty shorts so I'll just get you this douchebag's.
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Does this count as fulfilling a dying wish for me?
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Consider this as making up for not fulfilling your previous dying wish, whatever it was.
[He gave the knuckles on his right hand a good crack and yanked Brock's shorts down at the sides]
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[Staaare. Is that... taped on?]
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[stares too...... oh my god.]
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[stares longer....]
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[and it came loose thanks to how roughly he pulled those shorts! Goddammit. Okay, he's just going to slowly pull the shorts back on.]
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Is it supposed to be...?
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Is it supposed to be taped-on like an art project? no.
[while talking, he did take a moment to check his own. If this stone thing spreads beyond his leg, he could be in the same situation... he's okay for now]
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...I wonder just how fragile the statues really are.
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H-He seems pretty sturdy otherwise. [He approaches the statue again and lightly fistbumps Brock's shoulder.] Dicks just generally break off statues.
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[Man this is still. Too weird. She scratches at the hardened part of her cheek with a frown.]
As long as nothing falls off me, I suppose. Should we really just leave him out here like this?
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[his inner self is panicking. shit.]
He's too heavy for either of us to carry him anywhere. He was probably too heavy for whoever the hell taped his dick together instead of bringing him to the infirmary.
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You shouldn't pretend not to be afraid. I can still taste it.
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Happy snacking.