4th [video]

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

[The feed opens to the rather grim image of Gavril clutching her shoulder as if she was in great pain. Further inspection of the scene reveals the source of the pain, the zombie thief's entire left arm seems to have fallen off and now lays at it's owners feet. Despite the grim aura surrounding the scene, Gavril seems to be rather stoic about the whole affair. These fact is quite evident from the fact that despite having just lost a limb, Gavril is quite capable of making a call to the rest of the garden through a nearby mirror.]

Yeah, I'll be quick about this. Some of you girlys might remember me saying that I see a friend of my Old Man's that does some work on my body. Well, not being able to get that shit done means I'm kinda falling apart..

[She points to her arm on the ground with her remaining hand.]


So, if any of you are good with medical stuff. I'd really appreciate if you could sew my fucking arm back on. I'd do it myself, but ya know, I've only got one arm at the moment.

Oh and to all of you that were a part of my hunting party, I've got something for all of ya. It'll just have to wait till my arm's back on...

Comments

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

Oh, how terribly unfortunate for you! If you can find no better takers, I should be happy to lend my abilities; while it is not my area of expertise, I have had quite a lot of practice while assisting Papi at his endeavours, so I'm certain I can at least offer you a competently done job!

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

That would be great. Anyway, if you can get my arm back on consider yourself hired~

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

Certainly!

If it's not an emergency, would you be so kind as to take the limb to the greenhouse by the lake? I'm afraid I'm occupied at the moment, and it would be inconvenient to drop everything and leave just yet.

[There's a puff of spores from below] Oh, dear, that wasn't the intended result at all...

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Can do, it's not like my arm is going anywhere.




[And she's off.]

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

[Vitalia is waiting- slightly stained but wrapping up her... whatever she's doing.] Do come inside, I'll be right with you!

My, it must be convenient to be able to reattach things that way! Why, you're not even bleeding!

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

That happens when your a walking corpse~

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

How very peculiar! But, surely you would have to worry about decomposition! And I can't imagine the neural structure could manage to continue working after death...

Oh, but I suppose that will have to wait! Do forgive my manners! If you'll follow me into the living quarters, I'll get my sutures and we'll see about getting you back together properly. Will you need a topical anaesthetic?

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

I don't know the science, except for the fact that I was stitched together from a bunch of dead people and brought to life from there.

As for the arm, nah I won't need the pain killers. I'm used to extreme pain...

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

Well, then, you're not a corpse at all, any more than I am! Though it is rather strange that your vital systems are functioning differently. It's a shame Papi couldn't be here; I'm sure he would enjoy studying you!

Well then, I'll begin! Do hold the two pieces together, would you? And I hope you'll be patient with me; I'm afraid I haven't had much practice with my stitching since... er... [She gestures to her missing right arm.] Papi was going to replace it, but...

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

[Gavril nods in response, then, carefully holding her severed arm to it's former locality, she waits for further action.]

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

[She prepares the needle with some difficulty, then gets to work, suddenly quiet in her concentration as she pinches up the skin, pushes the sutures through, and carefully reattaches the limb. Despite the laborious process, the work goes fairly quickly; she has been attaching body parts for years.]

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

[For a moment Gavril moves her arm back and forth, testing to make sure it was firmly attached to her shoulder. Find it was quite secure, she smiles her new surgeon.]

Thanks a lot, looks like you did some good work on my ol' arm. Can I come back if some shit like this happens again?

[made-of-science.livejournal.com]

My goodness, Miss, your language! That's terribly unbecoming in a young lady, you know.

But I suppose I shan't turn you away, in any case. It wouldn't do to leave you to suffer like that, after all!

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Eh, this is how I always talk. Anyway, sounds good. Next time my body decides to screw me over, I'll just come and see you.

Audio

[fallenfreelancr.livejournal.com]

[Have some creepy chuffing sounds, something like a laugh. Sucks to be you.]

Re: Audio

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

You got something to say, bitch?

[fallenfreelancr.livejournal.com]

[A low grumble, content. This is mostly the extent of her spoken vocabulary.]

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Whatever, just cut it out so I don't have to kill you.

[fallenfreelancr.livejournal.com]

[A curious little rumble, you really think you could?]

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Don't think I won't do it. I've eaten tougher bitches then you for a snack.

[fallenfreelancr.livejournal.com]

[More of that chuffing laughter. She'd taken out some of the top soldiers in her project. She wasn't at all afraid of whatever this chick had to offer.]

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Fuck it. If I ever find you; I'm going to kill you.

[fallenfreelancr.livejournal.com]

[A snarl; she'd welcome the challenge.]

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

See ya on the battlefield...