He wants nothing to do with me. You may leave it at that, if it helps. [His tone's still rather tense, but at least talking about Fandaniel is, oddly, keeping him from wanting to run away quite so fast.
The Infirmary is only a short ways down at their current pace, at least.]
But... I suppose I did hit him with a prop from the theatre. And only after he went and impolitely ripped something straight out of my chest. So maybe it was deserved?
Fine. Fine. He'll. Sit down. He's so incredibly tense and it's making him that much more frustrated talking about this---]
He escalated before I even had a chance by tearing the rose from my chest, so I thanked him with a hit to the legs, and back and forth we went until he left me stunned on the ground in the costume room.
Thankfully, it all looks contained to his face and neck, though from the coloring of the skin at his mouth it definitely looks like he was spitting out blood at some point. No evidence of fracture, just a lot of blunt trauma and swelling.
The injuries on his neck are very clearly a strangulation attempt.]
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Can we please move on from this?
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[(Derogatory, if that weren't already clear.)]
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[wrong response solomon
He's just
going to start going down the stairs a little
faster than before.
Maybe he just doesn't want to risk another attempt at breaking his neck. He has places to be. They. They have places. Ugh.]
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Oh? And why is that?
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[Yes, they weren't in complete opposition, but still. He's too distracted to pretend that he and Fandaniel are getting along in the slightest.]
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Just the one. For that matter, at least, he was telling the truth.
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Thank goodness. How awkward that would be.
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The Infirmary is only a short ways down at their current pace, at least.]
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[A beat, and he hums in thought over it.]
But... I suppose I did hit him with a prop from the theatre. And only after he went and impolitely ripped something straight out of my chest. So maybe it was deserved?
Mm. Really, it was all a very big mess.
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I'd only meant to annoy him a little, but he really took it too far.
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[Hello infirmary. He's going to go yank out one of the lower beds (thankfully devoid of any Extras) and gesture at Solomon to sit.]
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Just, ah... a bonk against the head or something of the sort. I thought the element of surprise would make it more genuine.
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Is that really all?
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[thE STARING IS WORSE WHY IS HE FEELING LIKE THIS
Fine. Fine. He'll. Sit down. He's so incredibly tense and it's making him that much more frustrated talking about this---]
He escalated before I even had a chance by tearing the rose from my chest, so I thanked him with a hit to the legs, and back and forth we went until he left me stunned on the ground in the costume room.
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[But he'll go retrieve some first aid supplies and carry them over to Solomon.]
Now, let's see your wounds.
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Thankfully, it all looks contained to his face and neck, though from the coloring of the skin at his mouth it definitely looks like he was spitting out blood at some point. No evidence of fracture, just a lot of blunt trauma and swelling.
The injuries on his neck are very clearly a strangulation attempt.]
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You were strangled?
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Yes. Enough that I blacked out, at least, but I don't believe it was for very long.
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H-hey, what else do you even expect me to say?
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