Mark Lilly (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
moreincommon) wrote2013-08-26 05:54 am
moreincommon) wrote2013-08-26 05:54 am
022 ☺ Voice + spam ☺ How the muscle, bone, and sinews tangled, and how the skin was softly shed
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[Mark isn‘t his usual chipper self today. He‘s much more somber, and his voice is softer than usual. This is partly due to not feeling himself, partly because it‘s not the day for happiness.] I’ll make this brief. After all that, some of you might need to get a few things off your minds.
As always, I’m here to listen.
[Locked to Friends (if you think you’re on here you are)]
I know that was a horrible experience for virtually everyone. If you’re hurt, please let me know. Heck, let me know even if you’re not.
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That PTSD support group? We might want to revisit the idea.
[Infirmary Spam]
[Mark doesn’t look so great. He’s paler than usual and badly-rested if the shadows under his eyes are any indication. He’s been stitched up after Victor’s attack, his stomach wrapped in gauze, and he winces if he turns or bends at the waist. But nobody’s going to stop needing help because he‘s got a few cuts, so he’s in the infirmary all scrubbed up and prepared to do everything he can. There’s plenty he can’t -- he’s not a doctor and so many of the people injured this port badly need one -- but if there are smaller wounds to be dressed, medication to be administered, and patients to be soothed he is available and ready.]
[Mark isn‘t his usual chipper self today. He‘s much more somber, and his voice is softer than usual. This is partly due to not feeling himself, partly because it‘s not the day for happiness.] I’ll make this brief. After all that, some of you might need to get a few things off your minds.
As always, I’m here to listen.
[Locked to Friends (if you think you’re on here you are)]
I know that was a horrible experience for virtually everyone. If you’re hurt, please let me know. Heck, let me know even if you’re not.
[Private to Charles]
That PTSD support group? We might want to revisit the idea.
[Infirmary Spam]
[Mark doesn’t look so great. He’s paler than usual and badly-rested if the shadows under his eyes are any indication. He’s been stitched up after Victor’s attack, his stomach wrapped in gauze, and he winces if he turns or bends at the waist. But nobody’s going to stop needing help because he‘s got a few cuts, so he’s in the infirmary all scrubbed up and prepared to do everything he can. There’s plenty he can’t -- he’s not a doctor and so many of the people injured this port badly need one -- but if there are smaller wounds to be dressed, medication to be administered, and patients to be soothed he is available and ready.]
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[This is where a normal person would use a swear word.]
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So. Yeah. How was your port?
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You used a gun?
...didn't know you had it you.
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If it wasn't so unhealthy to repress memories, I'd like to forget this ever happened.
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