Day 'n a half. Was fixed yesterday evening, or something like that. Gotta say, I wasn't payin' attention to the clocks at the end... Just kept getting worse 'n worse - started out as just patches on my skin, few weird bits of stitching. By the end...
[An arm useless with its muscle changed, a leg that had gone to nothing but stuffing as he was climbing stairs, leaving him to crash to the ground unsupported. The slow worry as it'd crept further in, whether it'd reach his internal organs, and if it did - what then?]
...it wasn't fun.
[Even he's not wanted to actually try and use his power again since.]
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ninetydegrees
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on 2014-02-22 10:58 pm (UTC)[An arm useless with its muscle changed, a leg that had gone to nothing but stuffing as he was climbing stairs, leaving him to crash to the ground unsupported. The slow worry as it'd crept further in, whether it'd reach his internal organs, and if it did - what then?]
...it wasn't fun.
[Even he's not wanted to actually try and use his power again since.]