"Oh, that's just par for the course in London, ain't it?" They waved a hand dismissively. Just like they hadn't had a night without Nightmares in... how long had they lived here...? Anyway, Wounds were practically just accessories, at this point. Like tattoos, or earrings. Granted, they were a little bit messier, when any of the scabs got scraped off... but they were fine! They bounced back faster than most people, with the help of their super-secret self-healing fighting techniques.
...Those techniques worked better when they were sober. Hence them scribbling a barely-coherent message to the Maven after their experimental drinking session last week. But that was a whole week ago! They were fine now!
They did glance at their arms to make sure they weren't bleeding through their shirt onto the desk, however. They didn't want to waste any good swamp water washing it off.
"No need to worry, my lady. I won't be weeping all over you today." They chuckled a little awkwardly. They weren't embarrassed by much, but what little memory they had of that night was. Well. It wasn't their most charming evening.
Re: Before Class
...Those techniques worked better when they were sober. Hence them scribbling a barely-coherent message to the Maven after their experimental drinking session last week. But that was a whole week ago! They were fine now!
They did glance at their arms to make sure they weren't bleeding through their shirt onto the desk, however. They didn't want to waste any good swamp water washing it off.
"No need to worry, my lady. I won't be weeping all over you today." They chuckled a little awkwardly. They weren't embarrassed by much, but what little memory they had of that night was. Well. It wasn't their most charming evening.