KON.

[awol]

i'm spoonless in mobile hell.

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w4, monday

[awol]

[ man it's been a really fucking weird day, so here are kon and ljh at the newest bar having a drink, doing their deeds for science...

lin jingheng makes a face at his drink, like maybe he's sucked on a lemon :x mrrrrgh. after a beat: ]

How's your arm?

[refate]

[ he doesn't mind doing this science, as long as it doesn't, you know. kill them. he crinkles his nose at his drink but not in a bad way. ]

Shoulder hurts still. But I was thinking about asking someone for help to disconnect the joint so I could give the skeleton arm to Harrow.

[ sips ]

[awol]

[ sips..... ]

You want to dislocate your shoulder on purpose.

[ just to make sure he has that right ]

[refate]

Just the glenohumeral joint.

Well, "just." But what am I going to do with a bunch of bones just flopping around in my way all day? I don't want to look at that, and the only person that would appreciate it is the local bone goth.

[awol]

That's going to hurt like a motherfucker.

[ he frowns visibly. ]

Do you have someone to do it for you?