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[theyregooddogs]

Who: Everyone
Where: Anywhere
When: Day 62

[Another day in paradise, huh? If you happen to be outside (or actually have windows in your dorms), you can enjoy the sight of snow gently falling down. It's not sticking, but it does look idyllic.]

[This is a mingle, friends. Notifs are off, go wild.]

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[foolmetwice]

[Mars had a great time too, all the way up until RIBS BEING BROKEN AGAIN. not that he'll admit to said good time since he effectively lost this brawl]

[he reaches out and smacks his hand against the ground a few times]

I'm cashing in one of them n-now.

[heal him you butt!!]

[floriographys]

Ah, well...

[He knows what that means. He really does, but...]

I can only heal soft tissue wounds. I haven't gotten the ability to heal bones, yet.

[He might've foolishly spent points on a memory. It wasn't even a good memory.]

[foolmetwice]

[. . . . . . he cANNOT BELIEVE THIS]

. . .

And your unitmate?

[floriographys]

I'm pretty close to getting it! Soon.

[Wait a minute.]

..Which one? I know Persephone has it... Probably Lavender too. I don't know the rest, we don't really share what abilities we buy...

[foolmetwice]

[JUST. PRESSES A HAND AGAINST HIS FACE]

The-- [WHEEZE] -- one with purple hair healed me after the game.

[floriographys]

Oh. Lavender, then. I could probably have him fix you up again... Maybe.

[Shrugs. It's not like he can just TELL someone to do something for him.]

It's up to him.

[foolmetwice]

[rolls onto his back, chest heaving, and flaps a hand at Nya because talking is hard right now]

[goooood he doesn't like this]

[floriographys]

[He just gives Lavender a call then, not EXACTLY sure what to expect.]

Hellooo~ Lavender?

[mycaringheart]

Hello, Nya. What is it?

[pardon him he doesn't know phone etiquette]

[floriographys]

Oh, I re-broke Mars! Do you think you could come patch him up again? If it's not too much trouble.

[Whoopsies! It's fine.]

He's going to use one of the favors I owe him, so if you need someone to pay for it, I'll pick up the tab.

[mycaringheart]

[...It takes him like ten seconds to respond.

Feel free to picture the look on his face right now. Just. Why this.]

...Of course, I'll come. Where are you?

[floriographys]

[It's fine.]

Just outside the lobby. I was playing in the snow and he bothered me.

[mycaringheart]

All right. I'll be there shortly.

[give him like five minutes, he may or may not be in his bathrobe at the moment]

[floriographys]

Thank yoooouuu~

[No one will judge you, Lavender.]

[foolmetwice]

[IN THE MEANTIME. . .]

[breathing hurts plz send help]

[mycaringheart]

[yes well he'll judge himself if he steps outside in his night clothes okay

It's not long before he comes outside (in the zombie sweatshirt that's quickly become favored). If you happen to be watching, the cold almost seems to surprise him for a second before he spots you both and walks over.

He doesn't look upset. Just... troubled.]

...I'm sorry, about this.

[floriographys]

Don't apologize for me...

[POUT.]

Besides, he got an IOU out of me for it.

[foolmetwice]

[Mars just looks like. . . pissy and annoyed, like a cat that just got dunked in some water, even as his breaths come in quick gasps]

It was mutual.

[IT'S FINE ALL IS FINE]

And damn right I got an IOU out of this.

[mycaringheart]

The sentiment remains.

[anyway, healing hands once more, let's get those ribs fixed up... again...]

[floriographys]

I'll make sure that I have that power before I do anything like this again. Sorry, Lavender...

[He's fine with hurting Mars, but this is a big inconvenience for Lavender.]

[foolmetwice]

[aaaand suddenly, the pain is gone, washed away by HEALING HANDS. he inhales deeply, reveling that he can do so without like. . . pain. . . and then sits up]

[and jabs a finger at Nya]

You'd better!

[floriographys]

Haha! Hey, no worries!

It's my number one priority! [He winks and gives a thumbs up.]

[foolmetwice]

[weirdo!!]

[a weirdo he kind of likes now which, hm]

[he should be more worried about Nya wanting to get the bone knitting ability back just so he can break more bones but FOR SOME REASON he is not]

I’m putting a ban on that power for next time.

[mycaringheart]

[it's kind of concerning that you both seem to just assume that a next time is going to happen...

but he's too meek to start an argument about that right now, so instead]

...In any case, please take care.

[he almost says something more, but decides not to]

[floriographys]

[Look, this was a bonding exercise. It didn't start out that way but it ended that way and that's what matters.]

Thanks again, Lavender!

And if you're banning that, then you gotta get a regular knife! I can't swordfight with a pocket knife, that's just ridiculous.