Feb 7, 2019
@somehumerusbones continued from Here
Rot jerks upright then turns to see who had approached him. Blurry smudges with fuzzy splotches blotted out most of his vision, but he could still make out a familiar silhouette. “never better.” He lifts himself to his feet with a huff and dusts himself off without bothering to look. “i can just barely see ya there, stranger, heh heh, but it’s all good.” He walks over to his alternate and extends a hand. There are no buzzers or cushions waiting. “name’s rot, smells real nice here.” He takes in a deep breath, forgetting the device sizzling in the snow until he smells the smoke. “d’ya see a box around here? it might be buried in the snow a lil.” He looks around, but misses the box entirely.
