It ain't the first time someone's died on him. Likely won't be the last. But there's something particularly twisting about the was Cecil hangs on like that. Cecil was an avox. He's not got a great chance of coming back like the rest of them.
His eyes close as his breath whistles through his teeth. Then, slowly, he sets Cecil down in the water, back to the wall. There's a brief moment where he thinks to take off the head-- just in case, part of habit-- but they don't need more blood here to draw no beasts and ain't none of them going to live long enough for no dead rising anyway.
And there's someone else what's being there what he ought to attend to. "Ceiling caved. ALBERT'S BEING UP ON SIDE OPPOSITE. Looking as to be stuck, he is," The Initiate says, clarrifying Cecil's last message. But just to be sure this one ain't hostile, he asks, "THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
If he wanted to be responsible for these deaths he would've motherfucking culled them himself when he found then-- as he should've, but such as things goddamn are. He stands before that wall of metal like he can help for shit if this fucker wished for strife.
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His eyes close as his breath whistles through his teeth. Then, slowly, he sets Cecil down in the water, back to the wall. There's a brief moment where he thinks to take off the head-- just in case, part of habit-- but they don't need more blood here to draw no beasts and ain't none of them going to live long enough for no dead rising anyway.
And there's someone else what's being there what he ought to attend to. "Ceiling caved. ALBERT'S BEING UP ON SIDE OPPOSITE. Looking as to be stuck, he is," The Initiate says, clarrifying Cecil's last message. But just to be sure this one ain't hostile, he asks, "THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
If he wanted to be responsible for these deaths he would've motherfucking culled them himself when he found then-- as he should've, but such as things goddamn are. He stands before that wall of metal like he can help for shit if this fucker wished for strife.