text • sixteenth reflection

[sweeperesque]

fell off a building. don't freak out.

broke my leg. don't fuss.

i can hear you all laughing from my apartment.

no major damage. stable condition, folks. will be inside for a while. talk about boring.

(ice cream and milk donations will be accepted if you bring them over.)

[filtered to Robin]

and where have YOU been, mister?

[ooc: pardon the

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[sanglantereine]

How unoriginal.

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[sweeperesque]

shall I try harder to injure myself in an extraordinary way next time?

//Private. Do't want her lovlies finding out.

[sanglantereine]

If you want to. But it seems since I broke my legs, the rest of you silly things had to go off and do it.

And frankly I can't stand unoriginal people. |

//Private. ...... I need to start reading this series again. *^* you're amazing.

[sweeperesque]

oh is that it? whoops~

forgive me!

but are you doing okay? how are you getting around if your legs are broken? D: you're new, right?

Ahaha thanks!

[sanglantereine]

Whatever.

Of course I'm alright. Yes I am, but I managed to get a little pet to help me out.

[sweeperesque]

oh... well, say thanks to your pet then! I'm glad you're okay.

have you been adjusting well enough?