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-47 [written]

[All you get is one quick, untidy scrawl.]

I'm back.

[Of course, that's no indication Yuan is okay. He snuck out of the forest while nobody was around to see him and promptly locked the door behind himself. Those who pass his house or even want to try and visit might notice the bloody smear he left on the handle.]

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I'm sure you remember full well what happened the last time I was younger.

Regardless, it doesn't matter now, I suppose. You want to avoid going to the clinic, don't you?

[Oh, yeah, because fail!big brother really would've been able to help Raine... In response to her question, he gives a frustrated sigh.]

I'm fine.

[It would have been easier to accept what was going on. Considering all the lying that was going on.]

Don't give me that.

...

[Oh Yuan, you and your pride.]

I won't tell anyone. But if you continue to do this, you may no longer have the option. Albert has a horse, you know. It's an animal that's even larger than Noishe, and he's brought people to the clinic before with that method.

Edited 2009-02-01 15:13 (UTC)

I don't need to be brought to the clinic.

Fine, we'll just do this the hard way... [Yes, she's taking out her journal.]

Don't you dare.

You're hardly giving me any other options.

I'm giving you the option of getting out.

Sorry, it doesn't work that way. Perhaps I should call for Regal, instead. If we can't bring you over by the horse, he could surely sling you over his shoulder easily enough.

Edited 2009-02-01 15:21 (UTC)

Don't be ridiculous.

Then let me help you.

No.

If you insist. [Back to taking out the journal, then, flipping to a new page]

Edited 2009-02-01 15:26 (UTC)

[You asked for it, Raine. Most of his support relying on the wall behind him, he pushes himself to his feet. That nasty slash across his abdomen is visible now, but he doesn't care. He tries to lunge forward and make a snatch for that journal-]

[Only to fail and fall flat on his stomach. It's followed by a loud agonised scream that may or may not be some ancient curse word.]

[Closes the book shut, and goes to kneel at his side.]

... You're not helping your case any, you realize.

[Ow ow ow ow...]

Ngh... It was worth a shot.

And now look at you.

... Still worth it.

[Because there's no way he'll ever admit it was a really stupid thing to do.]

Doubtless.

[She's just going to start looking over his wounds now.]

[There's just a minor gash on the side of his forehead. The real injury is a horizontal slice just below his ribs, which he's currently trying not to flatten.]

[The minor gash can be easily treated, and she's also brought some healing supplies with her, for bandaging and disinfecting. The ribs are next.]

[Raine, you sneak. She planned this along, didn't she? In that case, she can have fun rolling Yuan over.]

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