14th Resurrection - This Devil's Workday

[sanctus_dei]

[Well, coupled with his own physical shortcomings, and complete exhaustion, Theo managed to get himself mangled at the tractor factory today. His left hand - this dominant one - is utterly shattered, torn up something fierce in some machinery. The supervisors tried to have him just wrap it up and go back to work, but he managed to sneak out. He walks home a bloody, pale wreck. Feel free to stop him/ignore him/whatever.

Later: a phone call! The phone fumbles a moment before he speaks. He sounds as irritated as always.]

_Shit... A-Are their any doctors left out there? And I'm not talking about the mad scientist woman. Or am I going to be left to die of sepsis in this place? Goddamnit...

...has anyone died here yet? Do you still come back?


And for god's sake, does ANYONE out there have a cigarette?!

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[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo's in no shape to question the advice.]

R-right. I gotta get these other bandages off me anyway. Mostly made of my shirt anyway. I'm gonna go see how much vodka we got left.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

And for the love of god haul ass out of there!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah... if I stick around any longer they're just gonna put me back to work.

_{Jesus Christ this is just... augh, goddamnit...}

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Quit bitching and get going!