After the game

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Who: Malakim, visitors
When: Day 1, Post-game
Where: Dorms
What: What do you even do for a broken arm?

[Figures out how to open the door again and then slams it closed behind his teammates when everyone's in. He stalks off to go look for — you know what? I don't even know what you need for a broken arm.]

[Just going to RUMMAGE LOUDLY through whatever is in the bathroom.]

Comments

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

That doesn't mean you should have to.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Fair point. But what's done is done...I thought it would help us win.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Winning that way's not worth it.

[Stalks back in with a pillow case.]

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

I thought it would be the perfect way to win. I break my arm, it would heal quickly enough and no one else would have to get hurt.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

What was she gonna do if we didn't pick anyone?

She'd've had to give us something else eventually or her goddamn show would be spoiled.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

I...didn't think of that. Though she seems pretty powerful. What if instead of choosing something else, she just broke everybody's arm?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

I'd love to see her try.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

I imagine it wouldn't be too difficult for her to do it. I'm sorry if I acted rashly, I just thought it would be for the greater good.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Yeah, well, work through the other options first next time, idiot.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

[stands and grins.]

Will do. I'll keep that in mind next time.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

[Watch me not believe you. :|]

Promise?

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Sure, I promise. So was your memory as weird as mine?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

...dunno. I've been busy trying to find something for some moron's broken arm.

Give it here.

[Brandishes a pillow case at you.]

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

[Holds out his arm. It's pretty much mostly healed.]

Here you go.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

[Well, you're getting a sling on it anyway.]

[It is a shitty sling. I hope you're happy.]

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

[grins and sits back down.]

Thank you. So what nickname did you pick? I don't remember you mentioning it in the arena.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

Cause I didn't.

I'm going with Rusty.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Rusty.

[Grins.]

So you do have a sense of humor.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

When there's something worth laughing about.

You're still way too happy right now.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Why not be happy? It beats being sad. Besides, I got a memory back. So I'd put today in the win category.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

You got a memory back, but we woke up without any. We're stuck in a fake city, and there's a wing-and-meat monster directing a play with broken limbs.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Yes, the whole thing is unsettling. But what good will brooding or being unhappy do?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

It's not about what good it'll do.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Okay, then to what purpose? Fighting against these people isn't going to suddenly give us our memories back.

Sometimes, you gotta know when to hold them, know when to fold them. Know when to walk away, and know when to run.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

So, what? I should've shut up and let her think telling us to do that's okay?