[Oh, "Chibi," well of course that's his name. "Starlight" would have just been plain silly, wouldn't it?]
Frank. Frank Pritchard. And it's fine – I've got a feeling that I'm going to have more time on my hands than I'm used to, anyway. [If only because he can't possibly imagine having less of it. Despite the picture his peers had probably built of him in their heads, he actually does try to have a life!
Trailing a few feet behind Chibi, Pritchard's barely got time to react when his weirdo companion reaches the staircase, which starts to grind to life with a low, ominous rumbling. Before he can even think about it, he quickly hops on the staircase before it wheels away so that he doesn't get left behind.
A second later, he mentally kicks himself. Left behind? Like getting left behind is much worse than being taken away by the masonry to god knows where. Is that blood?]
…Is that blood? [Chibi's attention seems to be elsewhere, but Pritchard's focused on the footprints leading up to (and past) where they're standing. That said: not one of his more astute observations, he has to admit.
Clearly, given the earlier mop situation, he's not especially squeamish around the stuff. But then again, this is new and different blood. An unknown.]
no subject
Frank. Frank Pritchard. And it's fine – I've got a feeling that I'm going to have more time on my hands than I'm used to, anyway. [If only because he can't possibly imagine having less of it. Despite the picture his peers had probably built of him in their heads, he actually does try to have a life!
Trailing a few feet behind Chibi, Pritchard's barely got time to react when his weirdo companion reaches the staircase, which starts to grind to life with a low, ominous rumbling. Before he can even think about it, he quickly hops on the staircase before it wheels away so that he doesn't get left behind.
A second later, he mentally kicks himself. Left behind? Like getting left behind is much worse than being taken away by the masonry to god knows where. Is that blood?]
…Is that blood? [Chibi's attention seems to be elsewhere, but Pritchard's focused on the footprints leading up to (and past) where they're standing. That said: not one of his more astute observations, he has to admit.
Clearly, given the earlier mop situation, he's not especially squeamish around the stuff. But then again, this is new and different blood. An unknown.]