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[hidingnolonger]

[Raven is feeling...marginally better today than she was when Charles decided to go and be a turd and tell Bobby things she'd have rather told him herself.

So much better, in fact, that she's actively seeking him out.]

Charles - you're coming to this party, right? Have you found a costume? I found one, but it's going to be a surprise.

[Pause.]

Does

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[Audio]

[knowsyourmind]

Well, with such a gracious invitation, I don't see how I can possibly refuse.

But, actually, no. No I haven't...

[Audio] wait for it

[knowsyourmind]

[There's just some shuffling sounds. Some muttering.]

I... I'm all right. I tripped, I think. Yes...

[Some more silence. He sucks in a breath.]

Well. That's... that's a spectacular way to ascend a staircase. I didn't need that ankle, actually.

[Better hope there's crutches -- or a wheelchair -- up in that costume room, Raven :D]

[Audio] FFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

[hidingnolonger]

[....Oh, Charles.]

Did you really just fall going up a staircase?

[Audio] :D

[knowsyourmind]

No, I'd decided I needed a rather close-up inspection of the floor. Now, if you would, kindly, take a moment of your time?

I... seem to be having difficulty standing.

[Audio] TERRIBLE

[hidingnolonger]

[It's rude to laugh. It really is. So she just. Holds her breath and counts to ten.]

I'm coming, I'm coming.

[Clomping down the staircase. In her BOOTS.]

[Action?]

[knowsyourmind]

[When she gets there, he'll have pushed himself against the stairwell wall, and is in the process of examining his ankle.]

[It already looks a little swollen.]

[Action!]

[hidingnolonger]

...

I can't believe you just did this.

[Action!]

[knowsyourmind]

Yes, well. You're not the only one.

[Action!]

[hidingnolonger]

[Sigh. She'll be coming up and wrapping an arm around his waist now.]

Come on, loser. Let's see if there's any wheelchairs for the cripple up there.

[Action!]

[knowsyourmind]

Your concern is touching.

[But he's going to lean on her anyway, and let her haul him up.]

[Action!]

[hidingnolonger]

[Just shaking her head as she drags him up the stairs.]

Here. Sit on the trunk and I'll see if I can find one.

[Action!]

[knowsyourmind]

[With nothing better to do, he sits on said trunk, and goes back to examining his ankle.]

That's not entirely necessary. I'd manage with a walking stick, as well.

[Action!]

[hidingnolonger]

[Dis dig dig.]

Nooo, you can't be putting any pressure on it. Don't you know anything about sprains?

[Aha.]

I totally just found one in a corner.

[Action!]

[knowsyourmind]

No, I'm afraid my experience with traumatic injury is next to nonexistent.

[He peers at her.]

Are you serious?

[Action!]

[hidingnolonger]

You are one sheltered, sheltered boy.

[Wheels it over.]

Happy birthday, from Sis to Bro. Have a seat.

[Action!]

[knowsyourmind]

... You're hilarious, truly.

[THIS IS A JOKE. RIGHT RAVEN. ... Right?]