Room 312, Thursday afternoon

[blondecanary]

Dinah was released from the clinic after the accident on the beach. Concussion, not fun. Bruised ribs, not fun. Cuts all over her arms, gah.

She had the lights low and the door half-open, lying down and half-dozing with Camille curled up on her un-hurt side.

[expecting a couple, but open]

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[lovemykilt]

Priestly had no idea anything might have happened, but he was kinda giddy about his audition and had to go share. The dim lights dampened his cheer a little when he got there.

"Dinah? You okay?"

[blondecanary]

Dinah opened her eyes, then made a see-saw motion with her hand when she saw Priestly. "'m not badly hurt. Just feel sucky. Got hurt during training. C'mon in."

[lovemykilt]

"Dude, hurt how?" Priestly hurried over, then crouched down near her. "What kind of training?"

[blondecanary]

"The earth and water telekinesis training with Azula. Exam day." Dinah grimaced, still way annoyed about many parts of that. "She blew up a rock with lightning. I was too close. I wish I felt well enough to smack her."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly scowled. "Screw that. I'll do it. She'll never see me coming."

She totally would. Priestly lacked stealth.

[blondecanary]

"Oh God no." Dinah shook her head hard, then grumbled as it ached again. "She's mean, Priestly. You try something, she'll smack you down and then lecture you on proper form." She snorted. "Gah."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly snorted. "I'm not her student." He sighed. "Maybe I'll just yell at her, a lot? You were training! You're not supposed to get injured."

[blondecanary]

Dinah considered, then grumbled and put the ice pack on her head, instead of her ribs. "If I were a better person, I'd tell you not to."

She really didn't feel like a good person right now, no. Or care.

[lovemykilt]

"Right, so I'm totally doing it." Priestly reached over to pat her on the arm. "You need anything?"

[blondecanary]

"Could you come by in a few hours, wake me up?" Dinah checked. "It's the concussion. If I wake up fine, it's all good. But if you can't, you need to call the clinic." She grimaced. "It's just a precaution for tonight. Simon said it wasn't a severe concussion."

[lovemykilt]

"Yeah, no problem." That request wasn't dropping his worry any, though. "You want me to scoot so you can get some sleep?"

[blondecanary]

"Enh. Not quite yet... did you audition today?" Darn, she'd missed that, too. "How'd it go?"

[lovemykilt]

"Good!" Priestly grinned. "I did a speech by Antony. Totally got the whole drama thing down, now."

[blondecanary]

"Cooooool. Hope we both get to be in it one last time," Dinah said. She squinted at him for a second. "Is that a new hair color?" Forgive her. She has a concussion.

[lovemykilt]

"Almost daily." Also, there was the spaghetti sauce. "I should probably get a shower in, soon."

[blondecanary]

Dinah giggled weakly. The slight tomato-y smell was a hint. "Maybe?" Her eyes drifted shut. "I'll be here when you get back from that."