With a motion for the rest of the group to stay where they are, Voodoo clambers up the ladder. The family clustered together at the top is sort of Hispanic and sort of Asian - it's hard to tell. All have the appearance of being chronically underfed, with Dad (or so Voodoo's guessing) looking relatively healthy. Mom looks like absolute shit.
"Evenin', everyone," Voodoo says. "I'm Voodoo, this is my buddy Fawkes. We're here to help."
He nods to the mother. "Your boy says you're sick. Think I got a pretty good idea of what's causing it, but just so we can make sure, why don't you tell me what's been goin' on."
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Date: 2015-06-19 04:25 am (UTC)With a motion for the rest of the group to stay where they are, Voodoo clambers up the ladder. The family clustered together at the top is sort of Hispanic and sort of Asian - it's hard to tell. All have the appearance of being chronically underfed, with Dad (or so Voodoo's guessing) looking relatively healthy. Mom looks like absolute shit.
"Evenin', everyone," Voodoo says. "I'm Voodoo, this is my buddy Fawkes. We're here to help."
He nods to the mother. "Your boy says you're sick. Think I got a pretty good idea of what's causing it, but just so we can make sure, why don't you tell me what's been goin' on."