haruko | dirty clothes > massive injuries at gakuen.

[kanippatsu]

School needs cleaning. School has robots. Robots clean. *blinks, struggling to keep eyes open* I was covered in blood and ceiling rubble, ‘izzat my fault? I don’t think. So of course they take my clothes.

Kid’s worse, thougjh. But I dunno if they even realized that thing *glances to back of moped at Ryohei, who is being slowly dragged behind the

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[rabu_u_longtime]

*was downstairs to get herself a sandwich and overheard* Well think of it this way: When you die, even if it's in a kitchen, you'll heal.

[kanippatsu]

Whaa? *blinks* But its a kitchen. I can't die inna kitchen, what'll they say, Raharu kicked the bucket inna kitchen...*sips more of her vodka, happy that at least part of the pain is numbing*

Thought the kid said we couldn't die here. Huh.

[rabu_u_longtime]

*shifts her glasses, putting getting a sandwich on hold*

You can die. You just don't stay dead, so no one calls it dying since 'dying' implies it being permanent.

[kanippatsu]

H'n, thats almost a relief. *attempts to smile up at her, only managing to make a less painful expression*

...You don't have a bandaid on you, do you? *glances at her right arm, as if the throbbing pain didn't give it away its looked wrong and it has be broken, shit, shit.*

[uchihaduckbutt]

*had been passing by, but the smell of blood is a natural sign that he must take it upon himself to investigate. Stares, studying each injury from a distance -- because really, the state of undress makes nearly no difference to him*

...We do have healers here. *said in "duh" voice*

[kanippatsu]

*snerks his tone* I'm kinda stuck here at the moment kid, can't exactly waltz around and look for one myself.

[uchihaduckbutt]

*wondering where she has the right to address him as "kid," but dismisses it; tone is still skeptical, though* As crowded as this place is, you can't just ask for the help? *although, really, he understands, but too much sympathy isn't in his nature*

[kanippatsu]

Last time I talked to someone I got myself like this, not exactly a sane bunch of people 'round here. Crazyyy stuff. *grins up after a swig of Absolut* Keeps it lively, huh?

[chocorosary]

*walks in, looking for some chocolate cake, when--*

Oh, great. *scowls* What the hell happened to you?

[kanippatsu]

*continues to drink, only looking up for a moment to brandish a deep frown at him and then keeps drinking wordlessly*

[chocorosary]

*opens a cupboard, beginning to rummage through it, throwing out various non-sweet substances in the process* I thought I asked you a question.