[ Week two has Blake suffering similarly to Jayden. In the time since his rescue, the increasing dehydration and the after effects of the failed ritual have stripped Blake of much of his good sense. He's been near-starving for days, creeping around the tunnels like an animal, forcing down bugs and grubs that force themselves back up some time later.
His wounds have opened, the worst of them weeping a slow bright red. His nose, his ribs, his knees and elbows — at this point it's hard to tell where the grime stops and the dried, caked blood starts. It's a miracle he has any of himself left, but he hasn't had the room to think of such things for a while.
He comes upon Jayden and observes quietly long enough to see what's happening, eventually seeping out from the shadows with blown pupils and a wild tick to his head. ]
I owe you one and it looks like you could use help.
[ His voice is dry, a positive croak. As he approaches, his hand extends for the sharp edge. He's no threat like this, although he'll surely help do a little damage if Jayden relents. ]
cw: mentions of vomit, blood, severe dehydration, open wounds; character mutilation
His wounds have opened, the worst of them weeping a slow bright red. His nose, his ribs, his knees and elbows — at this point it's hard to tell where the grime stops and the dried, caked blood starts. It's a miracle he has any of himself left, but he hasn't had the room to think of such things for a while.
He comes upon Jayden and observes quietly long enough to see what's happening, eventually seeping out from the shadows with blown pupils and a wild tick to his head. ]
I owe you one and it looks like you could use help.
[ His voice is dry, a positive croak. As he approaches, his hand extends for the sharp edge. He's no threat like this, although he'll surely help do a little damage if Jayden relents. ]