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theclipper_tlv2022-08-02 04:37 pm
ragsnbone) wrote in theclipper_tlv2022-08-02 04:37 pm
preliminary notes 000 [CW: drug withdrawl]
voice;
[ He sounds slightly familiar to a couple people, but there's a shaky quality to it as if he is trying to cover up something and being extra perky in his attempt. ]
Sorry don't mean to make a mess of things. I dropped the tray again.
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[ He really isn't around much even during the mandatory times, he's the guy wrapped in a blanket looking like he is ready to either die or fall face first to the ground and then die. He's got a pale, sickly look under his tan, and his eyes are mostly glazed when they do not go just pure milky white. He looks 100000000000% ready to just toss himself on the nearest sharp object when he isn't muttering in Thai or some kind of weird hissing language, and getting him to sing just has him coughing. A lot.
When he does manage to move, he walks as if he isn't seeing anything around him, and there's moments when he just sways like he's on a ship at sea before giving a shake of his head and smiling. Often he can be found in the infirmary where he can at least get some pediatric drinks for when he can't eat anything else. But he is mostly a mess, shivering in corners and running into people, which he is sorry to do and will try his best to apologize. ]
[ He sounds slightly familiar to a couple people, but there's a shaky quality to it as if he is trying to cover up something and being extra perky in his attempt. ]
Sorry don't mean to make a mess of things. I dropped the tray again.
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[ He really isn't around much even during the mandatory times, he's the guy wrapped in a blanket looking like he is ready to either die or fall face first to the ground and then die. He's got a pale, sickly look under his tan, and his eyes are mostly glazed when they do not go just pure milky white. He looks 100000000000% ready to just toss himself on the nearest sharp object when he isn't muttering in Thai or some kind of weird hissing language, and getting him to sing just has him coughing. A lot.
When he does manage to move, he walks as if he isn't seeing anything around him, and there's moments when he just sways like he's on a ship at sea before giving a shake of his head and smiling. Often he can be found in the infirmary where he can at least get some pediatric drinks for when he can't eat anything else. But he is mostly a mess, shivering in corners and running into people, which he is sorry to do and will try his best to apologize. ]
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[And Nanny comes over to Wu Xie, giving him a gentle hug and a pat on the head]
There, now. No need to be a silly bugger, let's go have some fresh tea, you and I. I'm sure Greebo is starved for company.
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Okay. [ It takes him a moment to remember he has legs, but he does finally manage to stand. ] Tea. Yes.
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Here we are. Not allergic to cats, are we? Only Greebo's got the run of the place and I'm afraid he's a grumpy little kitten right now.
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[ He's already been lightly whacked by a big cat that talked, but he wasn't sure if he was dreaming that or not. He really hates how his head felt itchy on the inside. ]
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[Greebo loves nothing of the sort, but Nanny gets a bit stupid about their pets.]
You like little chocolate cakes, lad?
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They can be good; I like more spice then sweet.
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[Says Nanny, leading him to a cosy witch's hut of a room. Stuffed on the mantle are dozens of photos of grandchildren, as well as handmade cards and trinkets. Nanny directs Wu Xie to sit on one of the overstuffed arm chairs and starts laying out a tray of tea and cakes.
In the middle of the rug breathes Greebo, an evil-looking cat with one eye and a torn ear]
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[ He allows himself to get steered into the room and onto a seat, blinking at all the stuff around him, the photos and the trinkets and cards and then there was the cat. He blinks again and looks away. ]
Nice room you have... Nanny? It's okay if I call you that?
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Aye, s'fine by me. Most do, even the ones not related to me. I'm everyone's nanny tonight, seems.
[She settles the tray down in front of him, and takes up a teacup for herself, pouring some gin in there from a bottle]