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[cowardly_prince]

[Ingway sits in his home, holding the coldest thing he can find to his chin. Getting to the phone would be useless, all things considered, but he's actually pleasantly surprised. Last night a man was murdered for singing a song incorrectly, but he and the others got a relative slap on the wrist for large-scale destruction and mayhem? Interesting

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How did I miss this and why didn't you smack me for it? :<

[fateful_chains]

[Velvet is ringing your doorbell, Ingway. Only it took her a while to get there, with the whole still missing a leg and all.

She brought soup.]

You're foolish and I didn't realize

[cowardly_prince]

[He looks through the keyhole at her and wants to tell her not to have bothered. He is, however, hungry, so the door cautiously opens.]

[fateful_chains]

[And Velvet awkwardly enters the house, leaning heavily on the crutch she received at the hospital.]

...How is your jaw?

[cowardly_prince]

[Is shrugging body language for "Don't worry about it?" IT BETTER BE]