WHO: whoever
WHAT: infirmary catch-all for the envy demon shitshow
WHEN: yknow
WHERE: The Gallows infirmary
NOTES: injuries, gore, all that you'd expect
[Throw in your healer toplevels or your injured characters dragging themselves in. Go hog wild. Live your truth.]
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She reaches for his book, glancing at the back with cursory interest anyway, opening it, skipping through. It's always a bad sign if you open this kind of book and can't land right on a sex scene without having to dig through all the terrible dialogue first... She tosses it back onto the bed. "I dunno. Skip to the end?"
See if anything happens?
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He's clearly feeling all right, getting impassioned about the topic of fictional fucking, "I think it's a wash. But if you'll lend me the one you mentioned, I'll owe you a favor. I'm dying of boredom."
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Shaking out of that, "I'll bring you it and a few other favourites. The favour you can owe me is telling me what you think of them." It'll be like a book club, it'll be fun. And she's glad that it's only boredom he's dying of, but it's hard to say off the back of... this conversation, so.
"How long do they have you here for?"
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"Sounds like a good deal," he says with a little smile, "and-- I don't know. Once I can eat properly again, Bastien and Byerly have offered to let me stay with them for a while."
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"Guess we're having book club at their place." Yeah she's inviting herself over, what of it.