for pulse!!

[circuitice]

[ he's had better days, though it's hard to really think about any time before his head felt like it was a vise. honestly, he can't exactly remember when he fell asleep? he's vaguely aware that it's bright though. and he forces his eye open, taking a look around before his next step.

need to be aware if he's alone or not-- and confirming that, see how tight those restraints still are.

he's certain that if he's willing to pull some uncomfortable contortions, he could probably get out. but the question is, how much time until they're back? how much could he get done before then?

he shifts slowly, letting his head droop, and smacking his lips a little to get rid of the taste of blood.

just another day. he signed up for this. ]

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[circuitice]

We can chat about it later.

[ he says in response, and leans towards the edge of the building. time to get out of there, before things go even more sideways, after all?

and so, time to rappel down the side of a building. ]

[childeishly]

Alright. [ he nods, still confused, but he's got nothing more to say on the matter. he just goes along with it, because he really has no other choice. he joins kaeya in rappeling down the building. ] Safe house isn't too far, thankfully, but we should hurry. It won't be long before they send their goons after us. [ he takes his arm and starts hurrying up the alley. ] Let's go, it's this way.

[circuitice]

[ he nods in response to that. It's common sense enough, and Barbatos knows his bones are aching and his mouth thirsts. on top of that, there is a part of him that knows what's happened to Childe.

better to deal with it out of sight.

or out of mind, if he's honest. ]

Then, I'll follow you.

[childeishly]

[ about a dozen blocks away is the safe house, tucked in a winding maze of alleys. the door is a dead bolt that childe wrestles open, motioning for kaeya to enter, so he can seal it off once again. he doubts they'll be found here. childe sighs once they're safe, shrugging his coat off and throwing it onto a chair as he unbuttons his shirt. ] ...you going to tell me what the hell happened back there? And what they did to you? [ ... ] I was worried, jerk.

[circuitice]

[ once they're safe, and once the adrenaline has time to go out of him, well, then he can relax. or "relax". More like, sit heavily in the nearest chair, and wince. ]

Just your common place torture.

[ he says lightly, closing his eyes for a moment. ]

Nothing too serious.