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Mar. 18th, 2014 06:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badtothecloneI hurt. I hurt and I smell bad. I'm not sure which is worse. Granted, being set on fire is super painful but burnt human hair is pretty nasty. The night air has blown away a lot of the stench but I swear it's in my nose and never coming out.
I should go to the hospital for the burns. Jumping through the fire had done a number on me and I hadn't even been in costume. The apartment fire hadn't even been that big but the firemen weren't there yet and someone had been screaming that they weren't all out.
The kid was only 8 and was too scared to move, so I guess having my shirt catch on fire and burn of along with most of my jeans was a small price to pay, but I don't have to like it. I'm definitely not going to the hospital though. I'm not a big fan of anyone that might take a sample of my blood.
It's late but fortunately I know someone close by. Sybil had asked me never to show up like this again but that had been for a gunshot wound, so that made this different. At least I hoped it did, because it's late and I'm standing outside of her door mostly naked and if she doesn't let me in before anyone sees, well... she probably won't be happy.
Knocking on her door, I clear my throat.
"Sybil, it's Kaine."
I should go to the hospital for the burns. Jumping through the fire had done a number on me and I hadn't even been in costume. The apartment fire hadn't even been that big but the firemen weren't there yet and someone had been screaming that they weren't all out.
The kid was only 8 and was too scared to move, so I guess having my shirt catch on fire and burn of along with most of my jeans was a small price to pay, but I don't have to like it. I'm definitely not going to the hospital though. I'm not a big fan of anyone that might take a sample of my blood.
It's late but fortunately I know someone close by. Sybil had asked me never to show up like this again but that had been for a gunshot wound, so that made this different. At least I hoped it did, because it's late and I'm standing outside of her door mostly naked and if she doesn't let me in before anyone sees, well... she probably won't be happy.
Knocking on her door, I clear my throat.
"Sybil, it's Kaine."
