Dylan—just Dylan, for now—rolls in her electric wheelchair over to where a limbless and naked young lady and another woman with a tail sit on a blanket in the park. They are having a picnic, and will soon be joined by a tall redhead who is familiar looking to Dylan. The limbless ginger’s stomach growls; she hasn’t eaten in days. Noxi had been sustaining her, but the Symbiote left to bond temporarily with a young woman in the seaside town of Covetown, Maine.

“Could I please have a sandwich? >

> I’m so hungry I could keel over.” Dylan’s lips are dry and flaky and her hair is wiry and wild. Her rib cage is clearly visible and her skin is sallow.

@CalHunter2 @MirazaBarazi >

@DylanBlake @CalHunter2 [Momma, give that girl my sandwich. I can eat later.] Mira was raised by her moms to be selfless.

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@MirazaBarazi @DylanBlake -*With a smile and a nod,Cal passed the sandwich over* We also have drinks and chocolate bars if you'd like?
@CalHunter2 @MirazaBarazi @DylanBlake At that, Clover joins the three. She picks up the sandwich and holds it up to Dylan’s mouth. “I’m pretty sure the lovely lady would rather be fed, babes,” she says with a chuckle. “I’m Clover, Cal’s more mediocre wife. All I do is stand around on a movie set and say lines written by other people. Callie, here, is a real hero.” >
@CloverMcNeill @CalHunter2 @MirazaBarazi Dylan takes a generous bite of the offered sandwich and nods. “Some water would be great, thank you.” Clover cracks open a bottle of Fiji and gently tips its neck against the redhead’s lips. “I’m Dylan, Ms. McNeill. I’m a huge fan of your films. The last ‘Manhunt’ installment was amazing!” >
@CloverMcNeill @MirazaBarazi @DylanBlake sorry *Cal blushed* I think I've been around Becka too much.
@CalHunter2 @CloverMcNeill @MirazaBarazi “Who’s Becka?” Clover feeds Dylan some more of her sandwich and the rest of the bottle of water. >
@DylanBlake @CalHunter2 @MirazaBarazi “Becka Sheridan. She was born without arms, but she uses her feet.” [x]