[Branch drives in to the appointed meeting spot in a little RC car, the controller propped on the dash. Tethered to the car with a bit of jump rope is an adjustable kid's roller skate, the kind that straps onto a sneaker, with the little critter cage containing Tim safely strapped into it.]
[He parks the cage where Tim is visible along multiple gaps in the tables.]
[When he gets out of the RC car and uses his hair to lift himself up onto a work table it is very clear that he is not well. The thing about being poisoned with enough snake venom to kill you probably like 2000x over is that even when you wake up, you have to take it easy. He has very much not done that, pushing himself to the absolute limits of trollish endurance. After getting hit by a different RC car right around the beginning of all this, reopening his leg wound, he's been overtaxing the myth healing by just running around.]
[The venom had blood thinning properties and while he's no longer poisoned, his body's hasn't entirely self-corrected everything wrong with his body chemistry. You might even say it's not...N'Sync? As a result, as he limps slightly on the table, the Christmas ribbon that was used as a poor substitute for a bandage over the original bandage is now soaked through, too, and he's leaving tiny little footprints of his own blood with the foot of the affected leg.]
[He's a far paler blue than he was when many of the others saw him in the Multi-plex or before and he's sweating hard and panting with exertion.]
Alright I'm here! [He calls out with that deceptively loud voice.] And I brought Tim. A deal's a deal!
THE EXCHANGE - Boba, Miguel, Branch, Tim
[He parks the cage where Tim is visible along multiple gaps in the tables.]
[When he gets out of the RC car and uses his hair to lift himself up onto a work table it is very clear that he is not well. The thing about being poisoned with enough snake venom to kill you probably like 2000x over is that even when you wake up, you have to take it easy. He has very much not done that, pushing himself to the absolute limits of trollish endurance. After getting hit by a different RC car right around the beginning of all this, reopening his leg wound, he's been overtaxing the myth healing by just running around.]
[The venom had blood thinning properties and while he's no longer poisoned, his body's hasn't entirely self-corrected everything wrong with his body chemistry.
You might even say it's not...N'Sync?As a result, as he limps slightly on the table, the Christmas ribbon that was used as a poor substitute for a bandage over the original bandage is now soaked through, too, and he's leaving tiny little footprints of his own blood with the foot of the affected leg.][He's a far paler blue than he was when many of the others saw him in the Multi-plex or before and he's sweating hard and panting with exertion.]
Alright I'm here! [He calls out with that deceptively loud voice.] And I brought Tim. A deal's a deal!