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[a_nansi]

Spider comes stumbling in, so much that he grabs hold of a pillar to steady himself. His face is bleeding from several cuts, and so are his arms, where the shirt is ripped. After he's done heaving, he actually looks smug

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[victormakesart]

She looked up from her painting when she heard his steps, ragged, and his voice. She looked startled, and a green line slipped across the painting as she dropped the brush. "Are you okay?"

[a_nansi]

He waves his hand a bit, sitting down. "I'm fine, don't worry. Just got attacked by a whole bunch of stupid flamingos. Stupid birds. I'll heal in no time, don't you worry." He smiles a bit.

[victormakesart]

"I...you're certain?" She eyed his cuts and swallowed, looking away. "'Kay. Who'd you lose?"

[a_nansi]

He nods and keeps dabbing at the cuts. "Certain. Yeah. I am."

"I...I told Rosie. And she slapped me and broke up with me. Us. Me." He frowns. "I dunno. She's gone now."

[victormakesart]

She faltered and made a decision, moving forward to hug him (despite the blood). "'M sorry."

[a_nansi]

He smiles wanly and hugs her back. "Thanks. She hates me."

[victormakesart]

"Then she doesn't know you," she said stubbornly. "You're 'mpossible t' hate."

[a_nansi]

"I tricked her into thinking I was someone else! She thinks me 'n Fat Charlie did that to her! I almost hate me for that, let alone Rosie herself." He appreciates that though, and he smiles softly.

[victormakesart]

"It'll take time t' fix it, but 'm certain tha' you can."

[a_nansi]

He smiles and ruffles her hair. "Thanks, sweets. That helps."

[victormakesart]

"Good!" And she had to look away, because it was still blood and if she looked any longer, she was certain to be ill. "We should getcha cleaned up, yeah?"

[a_nansi]

"I think I'm healed up better...if you have a handkerchief, I could clean up better? I'll get you a new one."

[victormakesart]

She looked in her purse and pulled out a small package of tissues. "'M sorry, this is all I've got."

[a_nansi]

"That's okay, sweets." He smiles slightly and starts wiping up the blood. The majority of the cuts are already healed, since they were shallow and he didn't want them. He's calmed down and he looks more energetic.

[victormakesart]

She nodded and closed her eyes, almost too scared to open them again. She would - like a child - need to be told it was okay to look.

[a_nansi]

Most of the blood on his face is gone now, and he arranges his shirt so that the blood that's still on his arms can't be seen. "It's okay, sweets. You can look again."