Neville Longbottom (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nearlychosen) wrote2010-12-03 02:54 am
nearlychosen) wrote2010-12-03 02:54 am
Sixth Seed; [Action]
[Now, normally when people get back from a kidnapping, they take time to get themselves to the clinic. At the very least, they stop at home long enough to say "ow" to a roommate and pass out for a few days to sleep off the more personalized experimentation.
Neville's unconcerned with that for the moment, though. He's had worse injuries in his time, and it's not too difficult to get around with an eye swollen shut. Sure, his frame had grown rather thin again, almost as underfed as it had been when he'd first gotten to Luceti, but there were some people out there who would've rather enjoyed something like that. And the bleeding isn't entirely unbearable, just some aggravated scratches best left hidden under his robes anyway. It was nothing he couldn't either endure or treat later, when there was time to deal with lesser matters. At the moment, he's more concerned with making his way to the center of town and sliding into the flower shop. He'll do his best to be unobtrusive around whatever night owls are prowling around Luceti, though he'll probably be more easy to approach in the morning, once he's cleaned himself up a bit. Feel free to poke him whenever, though. Neville's not one to turn down company, welcome or not.]
Neville's unconcerned with that for the moment, though. He's had worse injuries in his time, and it's not too difficult to get around with an eye swollen shut. Sure, his frame had grown rather thin again, almost as underfed as it had been when he'd first gotten to Luceti, but there were some people out there who would've rather enjoyed something like that. And the bleeding isn't entirely unbearable, just some aggravated scratches best left hidden under his robes anyway. It was nothing he couldn't either endure or treat later, when there was time to deal with lesser matters. At the moment, he's more concerned with making his way to the center of town and sliding into the flower shop. He'll do his best to be unobtrusive around whatever night owls are prowling around Luceti, though he'll probably be more easy to approach in the morning, once he's cleaned himself up a bit. Feel free to poke him whenever, though. Neville's not one to turn down company, welcome or not.]
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She freezes when Neville walks by right under her
nosebeak, mostly hidden in the shadows of a nearby building, though her head moves veeery slowly to watch him passing and-- curse her unfamiliar body, she lets out a quiet trill when she notices he's injured, rather than the simple breath of surprise she normally would have. ]no subject
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... I'm a chocobo. What happened to you?
[ Fortunately, her voice can illustrate that quite well by itself. ]
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...It's nothing to be concerned about. Just a few scrapes, really.
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[ Chocobo or not, she would like to know if there's something beating up other residents that's worth her attention... even if she has no intention right now of revealing who she actually is and all. ]
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