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glorifiedtrash: <user name="roadie_icons" site="livejournal.com"> (Sister oh sister lend me your hand)

[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-07 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
FROM: wilder.zelos@cdc.org

how about we hook up at the circus it seems fitting given the situation


[This is all some hideous twisted mockery of a life and they're just the clown act after all. Though the truth is it'd be easiest to tell if there were unwanted hangers on there.... Being overly paranoid? Probably.]

FROM: wilder.zelos@cdc.org

catch you there in twenty
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[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-07 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Zelos is waiting on the stage. Laid out he has two sets of skeletons, reassembled as accurate to his memory as possible. One is a strange combination of two people partially fused together in a process that could have only been agony. It's a mutation very reminiscent of what Zelos's group found when they dissected the monsters in the subway.

The other...well. It's amazingly intact, normal enough outside of the two places on its shoulder blades where bones have clearly been sawed off. The command badges are nowhere to be seen though sorry he doesn't trust you that much Hope.

When he does see Hope though Zelos will wave.]

Yo~.
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[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-06-07 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I told you I'd look into it.

[In his own weird way he did. Surprises galore. He crosses his arms though. This isn't his idea of fun chitchat.]

There's more. They're just not easy to access. Those two weren't exactly a party to get out.

[It'd required a certain amount of finesse he hadn't been too happy putting to the test. Not when his arsenal is limited to two knives and magic right now, but that's a personal problem. One he does not expect anyone, but himself to care about and at worst others to see as a weakness. Kneeling he lets his hand hover over the fused skeleton.]

When I examined the monsters down there they looked like this. [But... His hand moves to hang over the more normal "angel" --if it can be called that.] The ones like this though... I haven't found anywhere else, living or dead.