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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 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.]

[She's sure that part isn't going to be fun, but unless he wants to be laying there on the ground like that all day... besides, it's probably more painful if he fights her.]

[Of course. He's not going to resist now, having finally admitted defeat. Still, trying to turn his abdomen is just about as painful as landing on it. The icon says it all.]

[Eventually there is success, and she shakes her head a little as she gets to work with the healing process, falling silent for now. Oh, Yuan, and the messes you get yourself into.]

[As if you're one to talk, miss Damage Magnet. At least the healing is having some effect. His breathing is slowing down a bit more, too.]

[She keeps up with the healing then, and cleaning the wound. He's lucky it wasn't any worse.]

[The disinfectans! It stiiings!]

Ngh...

The sting will wear off soon. Relax.

...

[Relaxing won't help at all. He'll just grit his teeth against the pain instead.]

[She shakes her head and keeps working. It can't be too much longer until he's more than stable, after all.]

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