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

[dishonestliving]

?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

[Wait, is that not what you were asking about? Pretend I didn't say anything.]

I'm doing fine.

[dishonestliving]

For some rather half-hearted definitions of 'fine', sure...

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

What do you want me to say?

We're here, we're in more or less one piece. Soon as I can figure out a way to get close enough to break that monster's face in, we'll be golden.

[dishonestliving]

...Ah.

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

What the hell kind of show was that?

"Break an arm"?

[dishonestliving]

...

...

...What's that mean for the future?

[blankasfreshlyfallen]

That we better get out of here sooner rather than later.