week 3; friday post-investigation; laundry room; cw eye trauma

[polyapathy]

[So sometimes you take a halberd to the face and you're stuck with a normie farm girl who doesn't know what the fuck to do...

Katy leaves Beck in the laundry room just long enough to go track down Haymitch and Dick. They don't get much prep going in—Beck's hurt, it's bad, she might be missing an eye, oh god—but she'll lead them back to the laundry room as soon as they're able.]

Oh, um... There was a severed arm in the elevator.

[Said quietly to just Haymitch and Dick for now. Again, no need to worry Beck with that right now.]

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[oraculi]

[So you get real mcfucked up down investigatin' one daaaay . . .

That's a Letterkenny joke, sorry. Anyway. Laundry room, and he follows quickly, trying to remember how the hell to take care of an eye that's just gone. Stitching is easy, or it will be once they find some thread and needle, but first things first--]

Let me see.

[His voice is calm, at least, as he approaches Beck and gently, gently tips her head back.]