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[case_card]

[Although anyone finding themselves here might have only taken one flight of stairs up or down, this short hallway is at least ten stories above the nearest courtyard. Look to the right; a couple yards down, the hallway comes to a dead end at an open door

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[case_card]

[This guy is sitting on a window seat over to the side of the door, bandaged-up and with one arm in a sling. There is a crutch and a bottle of whiskey next to him. A third-style Exorcist coat is hanging on the back of a nearby chair. He gives a start when the other walks in, but that surprise quickly turns to annoyance.]

... Oi. Can't a man drink in peace?

[casexcard]

[Right now, he's mostly hoping you're not out for revenge just yet.]

Yes, well, this is what happens when you run with scissors. Apparently.

[failingfelicity]

[Batting at the butterfly if it gets too close, and stepping into the room.]

Tyki?

[casecard]

[Tyki is relaxing in a window seat to the side of the door. One arm is in a sling, and there is a crutch and a bottle of whiskey on the floor within reach. A third-style Exorcist coat hangs on a nearby chair.]

[He jumps when she first walks in, but relaxes again once he sees who she is.] Ah. Hello, Miranda.

[failingfelicity]

[She blinks, staring at his wounds for a moment. Her own, left wrist is in a splint but that doesn't stop her from commenting.]

You look like hell.

[case_card]

Nice to see you as well. What happened to your wrist?

[latenightmoon]

[She hasn't seen that Tease around in quite some time. Allison stuffs her hands into her coat pockets and walks after it, pausing at the doorway. The flickers are the most concerning part for her.]

[case_card]

[For all its efforts, the butterfly just can't fly well, for whatever reason; there doesn't seem to be anything physically wrong with it aside from the flickering.]

... Allison? [Tyki's spotted her from his window seat off to the side.]

[latenightmoon]

[She cracks a smile at him and holds one hand up in a greeting wave.] I saw your trademark and came to see how you're doing.

[And you don't look so good my friend.] You look like hell.

[case_card]

[He smiles back.] Come now, hell might be a bit much. I've just seen better days. [No, "hell" is pretty accurate, all in all.]

[tempersword]

[She puts a hand on Mugen just in case, but starts to approach the butterfly]

[case_card]

[The butterfly continues to flutter around and crawl confusedly. If it bumps into her, it might chatter, but it won't try to bite. There doesn't seem to be anything physically keeping it from flying.]

[tempersword]

[She'll try and pinch one of its wings, to pick it up and inspect it]

[casexcard]

[If she pinches the wing too hard and only holds it by that, then that part of the wing is simply going to snap off, and whatever she's left holding will vanish.]

Oi, what are you doing? [Tyki is sitting on a window seat just inside the room, and has noticed that his butterfly is not where he left it.]

[fallforthesky]

[Investigating! Well. She's mostly interested in the stars and the orrery, but the white butterfly catches her attention soon enough. It doesn't look good. She hesitates in the doorway, glancing over her shoulder before stepping cautiously into the room.]

Hello? Is anyone here?

[casexcard]

[Tyki jumps, but relaxes again as soon as he sees who it is.] Over here.

[He's sitting in a window seat, looking worse for the wear with one arm in a sling and bandages. There's a crutch and a bottle of whiskey within reach on the floor, and an Exorcist coat in the third style hanging on a chair nearby.]

[fallforthe_sky]

[Ouch, ouch, ouch. A strange look passes over Lenalee's face as she looks between the butterfly and Tyki. She doesn't move from the doorway, though.] What happened to you?

[casecard]

[He gives her an odd look at her own expression, then waves his free hand.] Fell down a very long flight of stairs. Nasty situation, that; someone had slicked up the steps and there wasn't even a hand railing.