video | 002 | early day 39

[retrograding]

[ Just like everybody else, Jet looks tired. Worn. But he doesn't make mention of it, and he doesn't want to think about anything that has happened the past few days, let alone talk about it. Still. Some things need to be addressed. So he comes on the communicators, a bandana pushing his hair back out of his face, with his eyepatch on for the comfort of his audience. ]

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Jet. If anybody needs it, I have some measure of medical experience, which I offer to everybody here. No questions asked.

[ And now he looks away for a moment - but he has to look at the communicator for this news. It'd be disrespectful not to. His expression goes flat. ] Also... as of last night, Party Poison is - [ A pause. Just do it bluntly. ] - is dead. I thought there may be some who would need to know.

Thank you.

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[noblexcompanion]

[ The stench of blood and the overpowering smell of bleach both churns her stomach and makes her eyes water. Still, she offered to help and that's exactly what she's going to do!

She starts to scrub at the sticky blood, trying to ignore the fact that it is in fact blood out of a person. ]