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Crutchy
Jun 9, 2008 10:07:25 GMT -5
Post by Anthony Higgins on Jun 9, 2008 10:07:25 GMT -5
The morning was nothing out of the ordinary: the first thing Crutchy heard as he sat up in bed was Kloppman rousing the other boys from their bunks. Groans and mumbled protests arose from the bunks surrouding his, but Crutchy was up without complaint. He was never one to complain about getting up in the morning, and he swung one leg over the side of the bed with a cheery grin to an exhausted-looking Bumlets.
Crutchy slipped his hands under his right leg and pulled it over the side of the bed, and reached for his trousers, beginning the slow process of dressing himself, something that was difficult, but over the years he had figured out ways to get it done. Trousers, socks, shoes...from there it was easy. He grabbed his crutch, which leaned against the bed post, and was on his feet in a moment, making his way to the wash room.
He found himself walking alongside Itey, who was looking as exhaused at the other boys, but mostly because he had to share a bunk with Snitch, who had a nasty habit of kicking him in the night. With a shy grin, Crutchy inquired, "Rough night, eh?" Itey only groaned. Crutchy shook his head. "Snitch gave ya hell, then?" He chuckled at the look on Itey's face that communicated, you have no idea.
((Eh...))
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Crutchy
Jun 9, 2008 11:52:08 GMT -5
Post by Mitch Richards on Jun 9, 2008 11:52:08 GMT -5
APPROVED- I enjoyed it. I liked how you talked about his leg and how he dressed himself. This will be a fun character to play.
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