十 七 ; shí qī

[getsome_sleep]

[Huo's handwriting is still a bit shaky from post-dragon shenanigans, but not overmuch. This was not going to make him anything less that absolutely proper.]In the event that any are concerned, I am pleased to say that I am well; unfortunately, others are less so. I have found Above-gūniang within a glass cocoon in Stuff, Inc. She appears well

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[feathered_earth]

She

I'll find some blankets and give you a hand.

[getsome_sleep]

My thanks.

[OOC: Handwave unless you feel like logging angst? ^^]

[longnosedliar]

[Tap tap tap. Well, Huo, you are being remarkably casual for someone who nearly got nommed by a dragon. Sniper confirms the suspicion that Huo is indeed a very strange man.]

I'm glad you're okay. And whoever's stuck in a cocoon should be okay, too. It's happened before.

[getsome_sleep]

[The first role of traumatiems is that you don't talk about traumatiems.]

And yourself, Sniper-jūn?

[longnosedliar]

I won't be back in the Yard for a little while, but I'm doing all right. Is Hawk okay? I haven't seen him write for [PAUUUSE OKAY OBVIOUS REASONS]

[Okay Sniper try that again.]

Is he okay?

[getsome_sleep]

[Quick, court writing here, not a brushstroke out of place.]

The last I saw with him, he still bore some injuries, but was otherwise well.

[pompous_today]

... Thank you for letting us know. I will be by to help watch her.

[getsome_sleep]

Thank you - Simon-yīshēng, if I am not mistaken?