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[regale]

Who: ☆zrael & co.
Where: ☆zrael
When: day 240, post game


[ Well that was amazing awful!!!!!!!! Marketing sucks!! ]

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[selfpreservationist]

[walking in like troy with pizza]

... I missed something.

[hissterics]

[ GESTURES AT HIM

WITH TWO HANDLESS STUMPY ARMS ]

How did you miss the one writing game?!

[selfpreservationist]

[WHY NO HANDS

he's moving towards her quickly, worry etched on his face, catching one of her arms and looking it over]

[hissterics]

[ She curls in on herself a little, self-conscious, but don't tug her arm away. It looks like it was sliced clean off at the wrist and then sewn haphazardly closed. ]

. . . It was stupid.

You were better off napping or crying over poetry or whatever you were doing.

[selfpreservationist]

[he lets go after a moment]

I thought it seemed quieter than usual... I should have known.

[... places a hand on her head. pet cat? pet cat.]

[regale]

[ He is locked in his room but here's the thing:

He is imagining sending mental power beam rays at Raven saying "COME HERE FOR A MOMENT" over and over and over and over and over in an attempt to TELEPATHICALLY COMMUNICATE WITH HIM. ]

[selfpreservationist]

[well he's going to hear the news soon and enter cranky fuss mode, so there will be a knock on wataru's door eventually]

Wataru. Are you in there?

[regale]

Did you get my mind messages?!

[selfpreservationist]

...

Yes?

[avestan]

A shitty game. Lots of people lost their hands.

[selfpreservationist]

Did they lose anything else?

[avestan]

There were a whole bunch of different tortures.

[rollplayinghouse]

[At this point Glory is sprawled on a beanbag in a nightgown and a lot of slightly bloodied bandages, with an IV in her arm for a blood transfusion.

She's still a little pale, but she does look up at him when he comes in.]

[selfpreservationist]

[oh i hate this actually

he kneels down next to her, brow furrowed deeply]

Glory?

[rollplayinghouse]

[As he moves next to her, a new cut opens on her temple and a couple of drops of blood run down her face, which she wipes away with a towel.]

I'm... okay.

[constellationprize]

[ hi sweetie i made dinner,

if he's coming home after she's done cooking she's probably just sitting around with doodle or watching sabreglory. physically fine but she looks a little frazzled ]

. . . Welcome back...

[selfpreservationist]

[he's coming out of his room actually but he's quick to read the air]

... hi.

[constellationprize]

[ I can read now that I'm actually awake but she's stressed enough that I will leave it, ]

Um - I made a few different things to eat! Since Glory's hurt, but Doodle and I should be able to cook until she's feeling better...

[carnivorouscarnival]

What tipped you off?

[ HAS LIKE, VISIBLE CRACKS IN HIS SKIN, BTW. ]

/2

[selfpreservationist]

[gets a look in his eyes like he's really, really angry--the way he was during the flowers game]

[selfpreservationist]

[but he reigns it in after a moment, and just sighs]

You, too...

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ it is still so weird for him to see someone outraged on his behalf but he kind of likes it.



but regardless, he huffs. ]

Me too. What a team building exercise.

[stakesthesame]

You missed so many thing.

[selfpreservationist]

You're not half-dead or out of your mind, are you?

[stakesthesame]

Nope, I'm on babysitting detail.

I'm gonna pop out to Avante in a lil' bit if you can take over though? Manny's being stubborn and Glory needs bandage changes every other hour or so. Sabre's mostly okay, just keep her company...

[ a pause ]

I don't know what's going on with Wataru, but he's been in his room all night.