[ Thank goodness, someone's here. Oscar gives Joshua—some sort of bird Faunus, he supposes—a nod and follows after him without further comment. He does frown at Dipper's insistence that he should know who Mabel is, but right now he's still more concerned than suspicious. This time he gives Josh a little shake of his head, hopefully conveying that he has no idea who Mabel is or where to find her. ]
He was only bitten once that I saw, but the effects were immediate. He said something about 'god venom'.
[ The bite should be easy to identify, at least. The bright orange glove and scrap of bandage around Dipper's leg make for a pathetic but highly visible compress.
Oscar eases Dipper down onto the bed Joshua brings them to. He manages to do it without dropping him or setting him down too heavily, but he immediately sags with relief once the weight is off his shoulders. ]
Wherever Mabel is, she supposedly has a journal with the antivenom recipe. And— [ His tone gets sharper here, disapproving and reproachful. ] —he can't walk, and shouldn't be exerting himself even if he could.
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He was only bitten once that I saw, but the effects were immediate. He said something about 'god venom'.
[ The bite should be easy to identify, at least. The bright orange glove and scrap of bandage around Dipper's leg make for a pathetic but highly visible compress.
Oscar eases Dipper down onto the bed Joshua brings them to. He manages to do it without dropping him or setting him down too heavily, but he immediately sags with relief once the weight is off his shoulders. ]
Wherever Mabel is, she supposedly has a journal with the antivenom recipe. And— [ His tone gets sharper here, disapproving and reproachful. ] —he can't walk, and shouldn't be exerting himself even if he could.