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[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan's a rather common fixture in the pub by now; he's usually there regardless of the time, drinking himself to death without a care in the world

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i cannot believe I'm doing this. You're horrible. :|

[formervanguard]

[Marta sees the blood from a distance, gasps and rushes over.]

Are you alright?! Here, hold on, let me help you! [She clasps her hands together and begins casting a healing spell.]

My mission is complete.

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan is distracted from playing with his pointy toy to stare at Marta.]

Huh? What the fuck are you talking about...?

[Nathan Explosion status: confus

He's pretty sure he's not in need of help wut???]

[formervanguard]

[Of course you're in need of help, you're bleeding!! She finishes the spell, and Nathan's cut closes. All better~

She opens her eyes, smiling faintly. Of course, she can't help but notice that dagger... She stares at it half blankly, half curiously as she speaks to him.]

There. What happened? Are you hurt anywhere else?

[onehundredbeers]

[He stares for a minute before he notices the small pool of blood. Oh. That must be what she's talking about.]

Oh, uh, I must've cut my hand or something open, I dunno. I was sort of spacing out thinking about shit. I'm fine.