《 Bec 》<br/>Location: Dryden<br/>Present: Sou<a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a>Charles, Kyle<a class="username" data-user-id="36" data-username="Sayd" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/36/">Sayd</a><br/><br/><br/><div class="bbm_float fleft" style="float:left;margin:0 10px 5px 0">
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</div>"So Hell's Demon is making tattoos and quotin' scripture." she snorted with amused un-amusement, "Well, they do say the devil knows word of god better 'an everyone, don't they."<br/><br/>She snorted again when she considered the comments on her name, and then it was in amusement only. "Pretty sure my soul is as muddy as my mouth," she chuckled. "But yeah, short for Rebecca, but ain't no one called me that except my gran growin' up and only when I was in some kind of trouble which I kinda always was. So yeah, just Bec if ya would." she paused briefly then quickly amended, "and don't mind when start slingin' cuss words. It's just normal for me."<br/><br/>She suddenly sat up quick and looked to the door. "Was that Kyle I just heard? One sec and I'll give ya a hand. Gonna open the door a smidge, so scoot outta sight."<br/><br/>She hopped from the counter and poked her head out the door. "Hey, you get the stuff?" Her eyes were directed by Kyle to a bag sitting on a nearby bench. She held out her hand and gave the guys an 'all's well' wink before disappearing back inside.<br/>"Sandwich and clothes..." she commented and set the bag on the counter nearby. With the cabin being so small, everything was pretty much 'nearby'. "Now, just hold on a second before tryin' to get that on...Not sure how you come by it, or maybe Hell's Demon has some weird sense of conscience, but you had some stuff in your bag for treating the tattoo. Sorry...we looked in your bag just trying to get an idea of who you are and what was going on."<br/><br/>She showed the antibacterial cream and lotion before offering to help her apply it. She had a couple of tattoos herself, nothing as large, but she knew the gist of the aftercare. Cream and light covering, which was also in the bag. Just a weird situation all around. Whoever did it to her, didn't want it to get infected. Just weird to think of someone doing that in the first place and then giving a shit.<br/><br/>Clothes were next and she was happy to see they found things that would actually fit the girl. In the bag, she also found a note from Mrs. Minch and her family saying Sou was welcome there if she needed someplace to sleep. Dryden really<i>was</i>a nice place with nice people.<br/><br/>"You good? You look a little better. You cool to go outside?" She asked as Sou finished with the last of the clothing. "The guys are there waiting to see how ya are. Bring your sandwich. Kyle probably needs his house back, so, me, you, and Charles can just go to the park or somethin' and talk."