[ ope, and there's one last person coming in from the fucked up candy ferry.
kon hobbles out behind harrow and chandra, sort of close, like he's keeping watch from behind to make sure that they're both good getting out.
but, also, a little bit because he - looks a little unsteady? that might be the blood loss talking at the moment. considering he has various cuts, bloodstains, bruises, burns - both fire and... acid, it looks like - fucked up clothes, and, you know.
an entire missing right arm. all the way up to the shoulder.
except that it's not completely missing? it's sluggishly oozing blood down the very blatant, human bones that are hanging out of the destroyed sleeve of his hoodie. bone arm! there is not an inch of flesh on that thing, from fingertip to shoulder socket.
when he sees that they're back, he drops down to just. sit on the goddamn ground. right there. while the bananambulance fucks back off into the fog. yoru goes running to him with so many tears in his little robot eyes. ]
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kon hobbles out behind harrow and chandra, sort of close, like he's keeping watch from behind to make sure that they're both good getting out.
but, also, a little bit because he - looks a little unsteady? that might be the blood loss talking at the moment. considering he has various cuts, bloodstains, bruises, burns - both fire and... acid, it looks like - fucked up clothes, and, you know.
an entire missing right arm. all the way up to the shoulder.
except that it's not completely missing? it's sluggishly oozing blood down the very blatant, human bones that are hanging out of the destroyed sleeve of his hoodie. bone arm! there is not an inch of flesh on that thing, from fingertip to shoulder socket.
when he sees that they're back, he drops down to just. sit on the goddamn ground. right there. while the bananambulance fucks back off into the fog. yoru goes running to him with so many tears in his little robot eyes. ]