Cynder, a half-breed between a unique cat and a Cinderace and official member of the Kek Enforcement Squad, sets out on a very important and treacherous mission. Wielding a sword made specially for him, and his well-honed powers, he sets out to slay...
Well, it's been nearly a week since Cynder returned with his... nasty little surprise. Fortunately, he's been in the hospital since, and is almost fully recovered.
But... that's the thing I don't get. He should be dead! Of course I'm overly relieved about the fact he isn't, but nobody should be able to survive the venomous bite of the Bloodseeker and live to tell the tale, not even us! Especially not after getting a fucking leg torn off! It's keeping me up at night. Either this was some kind of super duper ultra mega miracle... or there's something special about Cynder. To be honest, my bet's on the latter, but we can't say for sure.
Hazel's already gotten to work on making a cybernetic prosthetic leg for Cynder. Knowing her, she's prolly thinking of weaponizing it too, so that'll be interesting. The rest of us are still utterly dumbfounded, but everything's pretty much fine. As for Cynder, he says that minus the fact that missing a limb feels weird as hell, it doesn't hurt anymore. He's almost in condition to leave the hospital, which all of us are happy about! Honestly, I can't wait to see what the future has in store for him.
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Cynder and Cybele Its Only Smiles 12/06/2024 7:11 AM
*The door of Cynder's hospital room swings open.*
Cybele: Cynder!
*Cybele quickly walks up to the side of Cynder's bed and begins shaking him.*
Cybele: Hehehe, come on Cynder, wake up!
Cynder: Mmf... huh? O-Oh, hi Cybele.
*Cybele hugs Cynder*
Cybele: Good morning Cynder. I missed you!
Cynder: Missed me? But you just saw me yesterday.
Cybele: And?
Cynder: Fair. Um, I get that you were eager to see me and all, but don't you think its a little too early? Did you know its uh, 7 in the morning?
Cybele: I can't help it, I'm thinking about you all the time! Ever since I heard that your leg got eaten or whatever, I've been worried sick.
Cynder: Aww, I appreciate it. But you can stop worrying now. I'm doing great now. So great in fact, that they're gonna let me out tomorrow!
Cybele: Really?! How did I not know this?! Eeeeee, yayyy!!
Cynder: Shhhh, be quite! 7 AM, remember?
Cybele: S-Sorry... Hey um, can I see it again?
Cynder: Sure, hehe.
*Cynder moves the blanket off his legs*
Cybele: God, its so freaky.
Cynder: You're still surprised?
Cybele: Hey, its not every day someone you know gets their fucking leg torn off.
