twoheadsofcabbage: (Save us from myself.)
[Scrad is hunkered down in some ruins. He's dusty, but otherwise unharmed.]

Are we the only ones who kept away from those guys, or is anybody else out here?

[Charlie leans into frame. Actually leans. With his own shoulders. Attached to his own body. He's the same height as Scrad, and the same build, but side by side like they are it's very clear how not really identical they are. There's no mistaking which one is Scrad, and which is Charlie.]

Yeah, are alla you dead or what?

[Scrad tilts a head in his twin's direction and explains:]

This is a thing that's happening too, by the way.
twoheadsofcabbage: (Things that hurt.)
[Scrad is looking angry. And alone. No backpack. No Charlie. He shakes slightly as he speaks.]

I want. The rest of my body back. Right. Now.

If I don't get it, I'm gonna...

[Scrad's eyes dart to the side, and his mouth opens and closes soundlessly, before he just cuts the the feed. Charlie would know what they were gonna do, but he has no idea.]

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