[ Lucky him that no skin but his face and left hand only are currently bare, left exposed to the elements, but still, it's enough-- Irving makes it indoors just barely, like a man on the run, shutting the door behind him with one gloved, trembling hand. If there's anyone else inside, he doesn't appear to have yet noticed.
He coughs raggedly into his arm, trying to ignore the bright spots which burst into his vision from the effort, or the flecks of blood that stain his tan sleeve. His bare hand, cupped now within his gloved one in a poor attempt at soothing it, has suffered the worst of the fog's burning for how he'd been using both to protect his face, which thankfully feels no worse than badly sunburned; though the aching sting of it is sharp, and indeed very painful, it doesn't seem deep, whereas the pain in his throat and lungs seems suggestive of far more urgent damage.
Frostbite, scurvy, and maybe even rapidly accelerating consumption now, is that what this all is? He's no surgeon, but he can speculate-- not that these burns feel like frostbite, or anything he'd normally associate with being out in the cold. ]
It'll need some sort of a salve, I think, [ he mutters to himself, looking at his hand, examining what he can of his face in the window's faint reflection. ] Heaven knows if there's anything here I might use.
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[ Or maybe Irving's had to shelter himself in a hurry for being pursued by an enormous, mutated wildcat, which has been temporarily distracted by him firing his shotgun into the air (too panicked to take aim), but no doubt resuming chase as soon as its realized, and possibly with reinforcements.
Not much of a shelter, granted, given that he's now trapped and out of ammo, but safe enough for now, at least, assuming the beasts aren't capable of knocking the door in. Irving shivers, surveying the room for anything that might either serve as a weapon, or allow him to shelter here more comfortably. ]
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[ Choose your own adventure! Hit me up with anything, or PM / plurk me @ reggiemantle to discuss in further detail. Since I also posted to the previous TDM (got my app months confused π€ͺ) I'm still more than happy to continue those threads, AND/OR have any new threads here maintain the continuity of our previous thread, or we can simply start fresh; up to you! ]
john irving | the terror
β ii. | SHARP CLAWS, YAWNING MAWS
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