05 Curses

[fleeingcurses]

Ow ow ow. Stupid bed collapsed on me and smashed my hands up. And almost the rest of me. They better not be broken. If anyone really was under there I hope you're concussed right now.

It looks like the fireworks are over, huh? Good, I'm tired of feeling like I'm on that train again. But...would someone maybe mind checking my closet, just in case?

Comments

[Voice]

[helena_campbell]

[Helena has a brief desire to say "Serves you right for taking all the bathrooms," but she's put that far behind her. And now isn't really the time to kid around.]

Are your hands alright now? Or do they still feel broken?

[Voice]

[fleeingcurses]

[if she did it Anya would've been very put out with her, tut tut.]

They're better now, just very sore and a little swollen. I don't think anything's majorly broken.

[Voice]

[helena_campbell]

[Sigh, Helena, you're too nice.]

I bet some ice would help. You mentioned some sort of train?

[Voice]

[fleeingcurses]

Yeah, but if I did that my hands would be totally numb and how would I do anything then? The bandages will work fine.

Yes, I was on a train a while back that crashed itself, but in a very strange way.

[fireworksntea]

Fireworks?

[interesteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed]

[fleeingcurses]

...yes? Metaphorical fireworks.

[sorry Hong Kong, just a figure of speech.]

[fireworksntea]

I see.

[notyetginger]

No need to apologise to the monsters under your bed; they shouldn't have been there in the first place!

[fleeingcurses]

You don't need to tell me that. If this was my own room I'd be getting something blunt to check with.

[doesntneedpants]

Are you okay?

[fleeingcurses]

As ok as anyone here can be.