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#(but like? him having all the noticeable scars despite an relatively blank slate- the way he keeps them hidden/measures to hide them)
godzexperiment · 1 year
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One moment just trying to weave his way back to the barracks. Easier given he wasn't in uniform but not fun for him. Exhausted- had been working too long and too hard on an project. Needed to just lay on his bunk for like 5 minutes if nothing else. When suddenly his jacket was on fire. At least nobody else was really in the area to freak out. Failing to spot just who was the culprit. No doubt- somebody he'd pissed off in the past. While quickly going about unzipping it; black fabric onto the ground and smothering the flames with his foot. Given he had opted to not layer up, just some faded old band tshirt meant his bare arms were now exposed. Silver marks along them reflecting the sunlight some. Too occupied lifting his jacket to survey the damage. For him to care about that he wasn't alone or that the scars were visible. "It- could have been worst..." Thinking out loud as studied the hole left behind from the incident. And spinning around when it suddenly sank in he wasn't alone. "Yes?"
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