For all that's true, for all you do

[shuttermouse]

[ A note goes up on the fridge shortly after Chie signs the chicken petition on Monday: ]



[ Come 6 pm, she has prepared some coffee and tea so people can have something to drink while watching the shenanigans that will happen, as well as hot sauce as penalty for refusing a dare. So come here and have fun, y'all. ]

Comments

[withabigsmile]

The officer? How come?

[I mean good taste, but. Go on! Tell her more.]

[decrees]

Ah, he's... I believe out of everyone here he is the least likely to comment on anything he shouldn't.

[...HE'S TALKING ABOUT THE MASSIVE AMOUNT OF SCARS HE HAS OH MY GOD LOGAN YOU ARE THE WORST AT THIS]

[withabigsmile]

[...Blue is looking distinctly down at Logan's unmentionables before looking back up.

You wanna try that again, buddy.]

[decrees]

That is not what I meant.

[OH MY GOD BLUE DID YOU JUST

That's actually going to get him to do the rash thing and remove one of his gloves before holding out his hand, palm down. The back of his hand is scarred to all hell; some of them are faded scars and some of them are thicker and darker, but they're all old.]

I was in an incident that left me scarred like this and I don't trust anyone else not to open their mouths and say something stupid.

[withabigsmile]

[...Well that got personal fast.

Blue's quiet for a few moments as she looks at his hand; it gets her to go from teasing to serious pretty quickly.]

I'm sorry.

[An incident, huh... He's been through some pretty tough stuff, hasn't he?]

[decrees]

[PERSONAL IS BETTER THAN WHATEVER YOU WERE DOING!!!]

...It's alright; you didn't know.

[He'll put the glove back on, then. He's. Kind of a wreck. Which is why he was so adamant about not stripping in front of you people during the trial.]