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[poisonwine]

Belle wanders into bar, collapsing into the nearest booth. She has a large purple and blue bruise on the left side of her face, and there's a bo staff leaning against the table in the aisle

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[hcliffhuxtable]

And some bendy time later, there is a Dr. Huxtable inna bar.

"Miss, are you all right?" he asks gently, frowning at the bruise.

[poisonwine]

Belle looks up and gives him a weary smile. "Oui, a bit tired, but okay. Been sparrin' wit' m' class f'r de past week. Got a couple bright students."

She takes a drink of her shake. "Thanks f'r askin', Monsiuer. . ."

[hcliffhuxtable]

"Dr.Cliff Huxtable." He smiles back at her. " Well, so long as you're not hurt anywhere else...You want some ice for that?"

[poisonwine]

She shakes her head. "Belladonna. And non, cold's worse 'n pain. But thanks f'r askin'." She smiles brightly at him.

(Need slow for a bit, got errands. be back, or we can wrap, either works!)