Post Thirty One: Doing the rounds

[witchofthechalk]

[There is a teenage girl knocking at your door. Yes your door.....unless you are Teatime. She's wearing a witches hat and carrying a bag in her hands.]

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[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[Oh well. She doesn't question the teapot.]

We're any of you injured?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

My assigned 'son' was hurt very badly...it was all we could do to bring him back, really. [[She sighs, but she's confident he'll be all right.]]

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

How is he now?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Locked in his room, and probably smoking.

His choice, not mine.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

And his injuries?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Would you like to go up and check on him?

[[Haven't checked with the mun since confirming his injuries. ^^;;]]

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I would. I might be able to help with them.