<div style="text-align: center">《Charles and Kyle》<br/>
Location: Dryden<br/>
Addressing: Sou <a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a> Carla, Bec <a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Flannel King" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Flannel King</a>​</div><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--right lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2FHFTd2rc_d.jpg%3Fmaxwidth%3D520%26shape%3Dthumb%26fidelity%3Dhigh&amp;hash=2a86f6c804722bd6692da5285d211f18" title="HFTd2rc_d.jpg">
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</div>"If she's acting she deserves an Emmy," Charles figured. "I told her once she was done I would sit down and try to make sense of all this. Of course she's been tortured! Who in the world would sit down for that much ink just to pull one over on us? You haven't seen her. They marked up her<i>face</i>. She said someone did it to her, said terrible things to her, and I assume did terrible things. She called him Satan's man. Her name is Sou. My<i>dick</i>has nothing to do with any of this." Charles was shaking his head. "Don't insinuate that the reason I would want to help someone has to do with that." He was clearly offended, being a man of high morals, especially given the situation.<br/><br/>"Trust me, that's the last thing on my mind too," Kyle added. "I said she's not acting right.. I don't know if she's crazy. But after the shower and the meds, would rather her get the fuck out of my house. I am not on call today except for emergencies and her injuries are far from the heart. She isn't going to die, especially if she's already been taking antibiotics. Which I would know if I saw her meds. You wanna go help her shower, Bec? I'll be here when you move her along, wherever you move her along to. Be it the main house, or Charles place if he wants to advocate for her so bad. Not my fucking place though. I'll go find her clothes to hurry this shit along." Kyle picked up his tea from the porch, then started off. "I want to see the meds she's taking when I get back. Depending on what she's on, it may be why she's acting like this. Could be drugged out for all the fuck we know."<br/><br/>Kyle patted Charles on the arm on the way by. He knew he was just trying to help, but Kyle was also short on patience when he'd just been trying to enjoy a relaxing morning.