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

[phonyphanty]

[still messing with the skin around his tattoo]

Perhaps it can be forged by other means...

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

A good, yet slightly creepy, point.

I think we'll get along just fine.

[smiles.]

[phonyphanty]

Excellent. Then you can help me keep Good Twin from holding us back.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Well, we can try. He seems determined to, well...be Good Twin.

[chuckles]

[phonyphanty]

Hmph. He is trying to mold me into someone I am not.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

Well, at least now you don't have to look like him anymore.

[phonyphanty]

It's not that it particularly matters what I look like, but this form seems more useful.

[icantblieveitsnotdeadpool]

True. And it makes it a lot easier to tell you guys apart now. Though I imagine Autumn will be saddened by the change.

[chuckles.]