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[madeofstoic]

[ An empty box came for Higgs in the mail, almost a week ago now. He didn't think much of it until today, though, when he cut his finger at "work"; then he figured things out. Well, that'll come in handy.

(Said cut is gone now)

But that's not all that's going on, is it? Lady Heterodyne was droned awhile ago. And now Miss Zeetha. In terms of whether

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Kitchen!

[smallestgrave]

[Why yes, Higgs, someone did notice you having that little kitchen accident. Alice was just coming home with groceries. Which she hurriedly sets on the counter before running over.]

Oh, Mr. Higgs! Are you alright? It isn't deep, is it?

somehow we can do this despite lj

[madeofstoic]

[ Oh jesus somebody noticed. Well. ]

It's nothin' too bad. Just gotta patch it up.

Excelsior!

[smallestgrave]

[She reaches out a hand.]

Here, let me have a look.

[madeofstoic]

It'll be alright. Nothin' to worry about. [ he holds the hand out anyway. nothing's happened, for now ]

[smallestgrave]

[She inspects the injury carefully.]

Well, it doesn't look too bad. Do you want me to heal it?

[madeofstoic]

Nah, I'll patch it up. But thanks. [ by patch it up he means I REALLY NEED TO GO PATCH THIS UP RIGHT NOW.... ]

/laaate

[smallestgrave]

Oh, don't be silly. You know I could take care of that for you right away. It's no trouble at all.

[madeofstoic]

I'll be alright. [ he's just gonna...walk out of the kitchen and towards the bathroom, to find the bandages before anything happens.... ]

[smallestgrave]

Mr. Higgs!

[Surprised, she follows him.]

Are you alright? You seem......

flustered.

[Or as close as he ever gets to it anyway.]