"Thanks. Please tell me you can pilot." Guppy says, collapsing on the floor next to Will.
He opens his bag and tries to get out the skin fuser without touching either of his palms. If he can get the skin to heal up fast enough he can help, or something... his trouser leg is wet, his hands are shaking and his vision full of the little black spots that threaten to make him make an ass of himself.
"I'm sorry." he says, over and over again as he tries to heal himself up.
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Date: 2009-03-01 02:12 am (UTC)He opens his bag and tries to get out the skin fuser without touching either of his palms. If he can get the skin to heal up fast enough he can help, or something... his trouser leg is wet, his hands are shaking and his vision full of the little black spots that threaten to make him make an ass of himself.
"I'm sorry." he says, over and over again as he tries to heal himself up.