[ange no!!! hilda has a towel and sora grabs it as he turns and oh. ange is on the floor.
no.
he leans over and gracefully drops the towel on her face.]
Press that to your head. [he says, as he glances down at the blood spilling between his fingers. give him a sec he's going to try to figure out how to get off of this bed except it's swaying a little too much to get a good grip. here's hoping hilda doesn't get knocked off of the bed too.]
[ neither of you are fine. she looks over her arm, which is oozing but not quite so badly, wishing for the hundredth time that healing magic were a thing here. ]
I swear, if this is another one of this place's pranks...
[ she's going to. try and step off the bed. ]
Hang on, I have a knife I can make some bandages with. Can you guys look after each other for a sec?
Yeah. [whether this is to hilda or to ange he doesn't clarify, but he keeps the pillowcase pressed to his wound as he looks at it.] I think a head wound's a little more dangerous though, especially with your eye.
[do not? bleed? into your eye somehow?] I don't even know why. This shouldn't be happening.
If you say so. [he grins slightly but also it's true. please take care of yourself ange. and also get off of the floor. he scoots a little on the bed so she can come back if she wants, except the bed immediately wobbles and the sheets are still bloody.
hm. maybe not.] Hilda's got a point though. Wouldn't we have woken up if it happened then..? [so. it's probably the realm messing with them, but he doesn't like it.]
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Sora moves a bit, Hilda moves a bit, and Ange only has one good arm to try to catch herself as the bed sways and dips beneath her.
Anyway, she falls off the bed and hits the floor and just lies there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling.]
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no.
he leans over and gracefully drops the towel on her face.]
Press that to your head. [he says, as he glances down at the blood spilling between his fingers. give him a sec he's going to try to figure out how to get off of this bed except it's swaying a little too much to get a good grip. here's hoping hilda doesn't get knocked off of the bed too.]
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Oh, Ange...
[ with two people on the bed it sways less madly, though there's still a bunch of blood. these sheets are ruined. it's been five minutes. ]
Sora, you are a mess. We didn't get attacked, did we?
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Ange lifts her good hand to press it to the wound along her temple.
This is fine.]
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the bed sways gently but ominously.] Are you hurt at all? Ange are you bleeding anywhere besides your head?
[what is even happening to them. unfortunately he's going to take a pillowcase and wad it up to hold over his chest.]
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I swear, if this is another one of this place's pranks...
[ she's going to. try and step off the bed. ]
Hang on, I have a knife I can make some bandages with. Can you guys look after each other for a sec?
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Ange just mumbles:]
I'm fine... just the head wound from the looks of things... do not worry too much about me.
Sora, you are bleeding much more.
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[do not? bleed? into your eye somehow?] I don't even know why. This shouldn't be happening.
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No kidding—I haven't been hurt like this since home.
[ actually, a sword had scraped her arm months ago on a school assignment. right where this new cut is! crazy. ]
I think we'd have noticed if something caused... that while we were sleeping.
[ gestures to their grievous injuries ]
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She laughs faintly at that, shaking her head a little.]
I promise I am all right. It is not so bad.
... Do you think it is another weird thing this place is doing, Miss Hilda...?
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hm. maybe not.] Hilda's got a point though. Wouldn't we have woken up if it happened then..? [so. it's probably the realm messing with them, but he doesn't like it.]