[OOM: The roof]
*Things are better. Sure his ribs still hurt and there's a few more days to go before his stitches can come out, at least the bruises around his face have finally healed. And yeah, it's more than possible that he would be 100% by this point if he'd just leave well enough alone and not push himself. But really, what are the chances of that happening.*
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It takes her a minute to remember why she's up here.*
Raph?
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Yeah. S'open.
*He calls back before heading towards his dresser for a shirt.*
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Hullo. I brought you more food. *Her fingers anxiously twist the strap of her bag around and around.* Mel's hurt.
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say what now?
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Aye. She broke her back, but she's on the mend. Things have been rather interesting as of late, Raph. I don't know what if anything you've heard about Blodwen Rowlands, but she's running a bit wild down there. Two nights ago, Faith tried to confront her over something she'd heard, and Blodwen called forth Faith's demon and began controlling it. Mel and Faith, or rather Faith's demon, fought, hence the broken back. Faith's been fixed, but she quit and has likely left the bar by now.
*She finally lifts her head, eyeing him.*
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And he certainly doesn't look relieved to hear that Faith and Mel were fighting.*
I...I ain't heard much...
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*Alanna drops the can of soup in her hand before she chucks it at something and stands.*
I'm not powerful enough to stop her alone, and now we're down three members of security. Four, possibly. I'm not sure Arithon is back.
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*Raph keeps a close eye on Alanna. If it's one thing that he's realized during his year plus at Milliways, it's that all the women he knows are mental, and Alanna looks as if she could tweak at any minute.*
I...I ain't 100%. Ain't gonna lie. But if you need me....here, lemme snag you a beer.
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The Dark. Evil. Bad, bad news.
*Swallowing, Alanna shakes her head.* No beer for me, but thank you. I need to go talk to Bernard. And I know, Raph. I certainly don't wish for you to injure yourself all over again. Just keep an eye out, and if anyone is acting a bit suspiciously -okay, more suspiciously than normal- let me know? If you can make it down to the bar every now and then to keep an eye on things, that would be help enough.
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*And suddenly, he needs a beer.*
She a witch, this Blodwen chick?
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*It's true, Raph very rarely makes direct eyecontact with someone he's not hoping will throw the first punch.
He pops open the beer and takes a long swig before asking the question that hangs over his head like an anvil.*
So...uh...how's mel
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A bit unhinged. She had her own run in with Blodwen, though she walked away from it when Faith did not. Then, of course, she essentially had to go hunt her friend. It hasn't been the best week for her.
*pause*
She'd love a visit, I'm sure.
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Yeah...maybe later.
I mean...bet Mike's got her all taken care of, would just be in the way...hope she ain't in a bathtub.
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*Alanna watches, bemused.*
Mike was off making her what is likely enough cookies to fatten an entire army. Have you see Mike lately?
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*This is not the brush off you're looking for....*
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I have no idea. It's not like I can expect anyone else to have a normal sibling relationship when I so clearly don't have one myself.
*She sighs.*
I'm sure he misses you.
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He's a big boy, an' it ain't like we're joined at the shell.
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Well, I miss you.
*She bats her eyelashes at him in an absurd fashion.*
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That's sweet like a stomach pump, that is.
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Goddess, now that's a lovely image. *She smiles.* All right, I suppose I should be on my way. Check in sometime, okay? I'll be around, and you know where my room is. Assuming you don't mind the fact that you'll likely find the Antichrist there as well.
Oh, and my dragon.
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I do. I know. I'm an incredibly lucky woman.
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Or one wit' a death wish.
*Of course, look who's talking...*
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*Grabbing her pack, she salutes much as Mel had earlier.*
See you later, I hope?
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yeah...see you 'round. An' hey, thanks for the soup.