Seventh Fight - Action

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[Does she like me back? Does she like me at all? His pride forbidding him from tracking down Feldt and asking her these questions, Mikhail is instead strolling - well, more like hobbling, he still hasn't gotten used to the crutches his siblings forced him to use yet - along the Square, deep in his thoughts. Now and then he'll let out a wistful, lovestruck sigh. Anyone want to shake him from his reverie?]

ooc: Stupid Cupid hit Mikhail and now he totally digs Feldt Grace. /obvs