[ Apollo reappears with a bundle of fresh sheets dragged from next door's bed. It was Kara's, once upon a time, but it's not like she'll be needing them now (and isn't that a kick to his stomach). Only when he returns does Apollo see Ricki's cabin for what it is: a blood bath, complete with an overpowering metallic stench.
If Apollo balked at the sight and smell of blood then he'd have been out of a job years ago. Instead he sets to shredding a sheet, easily rending the fabric between his hands as if it was nothing more than paper. ]
Still alive over there? [ He eyes Ricki on the bed as he noisily shreds the sheets, but doesn't get too close. The other man's set his boundaries and very clearly too. Apollo respects that. ]
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If Apollo balked at the sight and smell of blood then he'd have been out of a job years ago. Instead he sets to shredding a sheet, easily rending the fabric between his hands as if it was nothing more than paper. ]
Still alive over there? [ He eyes Ricki on the bed as he noisily shreds the sheets, but doesn't get too close. The other man's set his boundaries and very clearly too. Apollo respects that. ]