Malcolm needs something to occupy his mind and hands, so he volunteers to go look for this artifact. He doesn't bring a friend. What friend would he bring? There's only really Neal that he could ask and after the spider hands? ...Neal can't be in danger like that.
He's trying to pull a shard embedded tightly in a tree out when it comes loose and he falls backwards. A shard is embedded in his forearm. That's inconvenient. He'd better..... something.
He's walking through the park, carrying the shard he recovered from the tree, but at some point he just... lets it fall out of his hand into the grass. Maybe he'll just call it a day and go home.
He wanders into B1 with the thought of cleaning up the wound, which is aching dully. Maybe it's bleeding; he doesn't really know and it seems like an awful lot of effort to lift up his arm and look.
He does shrug out of his button down shirt and trousers, getting into an oversized sweater and sweatpants. That's better. And that's what he's still wearing the next day when he wanders into the office around 11am or so in flipflops. And later in the afternoon when he goes to the coffee shop instead of going back to his desk. And the day after that, when he doesn't go in to the office at all. What's the point of that?
[You can find Malcolm at the ADI offices on the 18th, somewhere in town most of the rest of the month or, if you're looking for him - or living with him - at his apartment B1 for most of the rest of the month as well.]
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He's trying to pull a shard embedded tightly in a tree out when it comes loose and he falls backwards. A shard is embedded in his forearm. That's inconvenient. He'd better..... something.
He's walking through the park, carrying the shard he recovered from the tree, but at some point he just... lets it fall out of his hand into the grass. Maybe he'll just call it a day and go home.
He wanders into B1 with the thought of cleaning up the wound, which is aching dully. Maybe it's bleeding; he doesn't really know and it seems like an awful lot of effort to lift up his arm and look.
He does shrug out of his button down shirt and trousers, getting into an oversized sweater and sweatpants. That's better. And that's what he's still wearing the next day when he wanders into the office around 11am or so in flipflops. And later in the afternoon when he goes to the coffee shop instead of going back to his desk. And the day after that, when he doesn't go in to the office at all. What's the point of that?
[You can find Malcolm at the ADI offices on the 18th, somewhere in town most of the rest of the month or, if you're looking for him - or living with him - at his apartment B1 for most of the rest of the month as well.]