For someone who rather enjoyed eating, the Scarecrow really hadn't eaten much in the past two days- first was the skipped meals the day before, and then his breakfast with a man who apparently harvested body parts from the bodies of his enemies. The grisly mental imagery that accompanied that description was hopefully worse than reality, but it was still disturbing. Having one's straw and lower half thrown about was a far smaller concern. While he'd still wanted to get some food down before the shift was over and the nurse retrieved him, the Scarecrow wasn't sure he actually could handle any more. He had somehow lost his appetite.
The Scarecrow took a quick look at the bulletin board as he entered the room. Something caught his eye- something more interesting than the usual notes about clubs and such. He only skimmed the notice, but it was enough to entice him.
He turned to ask his nurse a question, but she'd already disappeared from sight. He turned again, looking for the nearest person who didn't seem busy already talking to two or three more people. The room wasn't as full as usual, but he did spot a woman along the wall. She didn't look too busy, unless she was busy thinking. That was the sort of busy that didn't need to be interrupted, but he figured it couldn't hurt too much to try.
"Excuse me, Miss?" he addressed with a smile, taking two steps toward her.
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For someone who rather enjoyed eating, the Scarecrow really hadn't eaten much in the past two days- first was the skipped meals the day before, and then his breakfast with a man who apparently harvested body parts from the bodies of his enemies. The grisly mental imagery that accompanied that description was hopefully worse than reality, but it was still disturbing. Having one's straw and lower half thrown about was a far smaller concern. While he'd still wanted to get some food down before the shift was over and the nurse retrieved him, the Scarecrow wasn't sure he actually could handle any more. He had somehow lost his appetite.
The Scarecrow took a quick look at the bulletin board as he entered the room. Something caught his eye- something more interesting than the usual notes about clubs and such. He only skimmed the notice, but it was enough to entice him.
He turned to ask his nurse a question, but she'd already disappeared from sight. He turned again, looking for the nearest person who didn't seem busy already talking to two or three more people. The room wasn't as full as usual, but he did spot a woman along the wall. She didn't look too busy, unless she was busy thinking. That was the sort of busy that didn't need to be interrupted, but he figured it couldn't hurt too much to try.
"Excuse me, Miss?" he addressed with a smile, taking two steps toward her.