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[suave_liar]

Characters: Tony Shepherd (suave_liar ), Link (unamvirtus ), and Mimmi (missmimmi )
Location: Deck 5 hallway
Date:  August 6
Rating: Um, mild PG-13? IDK, there's some *~*mild violence*~* and there might be some BAD WORDS said.

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[unamvirtus]

By this point, Link had already gathered all of his remaining items. There was no point in wandering around anymore, he knew, but it was difficult to sit in his room all alone for very long. He felt restless when did-- and yet, when he got up to go do something all of his energy left him. He'd taken finally to just going wherever he could that would include avoiding anyone he didn't want to face at the moment, maybe to the giant bees... people seemed scared of them, but they haven't attacked him yet.

He saw a man up ahead, heading in the opposite direction as him, and the momentary lack of concentration directed towards getting his weak legs to work cost him their failure. Link didn't even realize he'd tripped before his chin hit the floor and he bit his tongue, tasting some blood, and after Wednesday night it was enough to almost make him sick. He pulled himself onto his knees, rubbing his chin shakily with one arm and somehow not even capable of hoping no one saw.

[suave_liar]

His intention to give the child no more than a short nod as he passed quickly vanished as he saw the child topple to the ground. Even then, as Tony saw him push himself up onto his knees, saw the slightest hint of blood at the corner of his mouth, even then Tony was tempted to ignore him, to keep going, to pass him by without even the slightest glance.

But something- the overwhelming strength that long-held habits had, perhaps- made him call out, "Bloody hell, you alright?", made him stop and crouch next to him. Old habits die hard, it would seem.

[unamvirtus]

Oh, so he had been noticed. He blushed a little, only then realizing how embarrassing that was, and he immediately looked away-- he knew it was rude, and he'd feel bad about it on any other week but this one. But... right now, his rare words wouldn't come at all, and his head was too heavy to nod. He did't know what to do besides wipe the blood from his mouth with a trembling breath, avoiding looking at the man crouching beside him out of humiliation and halfheartedness.

[suave_liar]

Oh, this was bloody perfect- what'd the kid have, a concussion? Tony, his patience already not the strongest that day (never mind the fact that he had little to no patience with children on a normal day), felt his hold on his temper slip a notch. Already he regretted stopping, regretted not just walking on by without saying a word.

"Hey. Hey. Kid, I asked you a question. You alright? D'you need a doctor or something?"