Frost chuckled at Akasha's touch, letting her attention flit over to the patient's face. His face was peaceful in his unconscious state, aside from a bit of his teeth that hung out over his dry lips. She poked his upper lips gingerly until it covered the imperfection and patted him on the head. "I wonder if he and my little Angd-y will get along...." She mused, "He's big enough that they could probably work together." She lifted one of his arms, rather large and muscular compared to her petite frame.
Post Merge: November 10, 2015, 11:56:10 PM
Jackson made his way warily into the cafeteria, trying to avoid eye contact with any of the workers. He didn't know who all knew what he had done, but he really didn't want to face any of them right now. Even those who didn't know it had been doomed by his actions, and he didn't want to have to look into the face of that. After getting his food, he sat down at a vacant table in the far corner of the room. Usually if something happened, this was where the guards would drag workers away to discipline them. It was a regular old table, and the repeated abuse here was just a coincidence, but it still made most of the workers avoid it, and Jackson felt like it was where he belonged.