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[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Who: Hydracula, visitors
Where: Inside the angerdome
When: Day 143, Late morning
What: SIMBAAAAA


[BOY LAST NIGHT SURE WAS EXCITING. There was definitely something of a commotion late last night bringing their squished teammate back home, however much attempts at keeping it subdued were made.

Now Simba's been settled into the least lumpy bed they have, and Scowl at least has been keeping constant paranoid vigil waiting for him to wake up.]

Maybe we should call that Judge . . .

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[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

[is this stirring? yyyep this is stirring.]

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

[after letting Shigure back in]

—Simba?

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

Mghh.



... Hey.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Hey . . . Remember not to move a lot, okay?

Are you thirsty? Or—we can probably make some warm grain mush if you're hungry.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

...

[Shakes his head, just. slowly finding his arms and putting them over his face as the events of yesterday come flooding back. ffffffffuck.]

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

. . .

I'm sorry.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

[Talking into his arms]

It's not your fault. ... I should be the one saying that.

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

[Abandons work to check on you too.]

Simba... Don't try to sit up.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

[yeah I got that bit, funnily enough.]

... fine. --I'm fine.

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

No, you're not.

[Laying a strip of wrap across your chest. It's tingly and cool and slowly seems to be taking the edge off of the pain where it's resting.]

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

... Thanks.

[Since my shirt's off for the first time since I came here, now would probably be a good time to notice there's a relatively new scar on the left side of his chest, not far below his ribcage. Could have come from a gunshot wound :Db.]

[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

[I know enough from my own array to place it...]

Sorry.. We're going to do everything.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

Why are you apologising? I'm the one who... I'm the one who...

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

Bad start. Try not to move.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

[starts to laugh like that's funny then stops abruptly and groans because laughing is the worst idea right now. paaiiiiiiin.]

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

[pets his hair carefully]

Try not to laugh either, even if I'm hilarious.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

[Looking awayyy]

... Sorry.

[but_a_wolf.insanejournal.com]

It's not your fault. Games are like that, sometimes they play to our strengths, sometimes to our weakness and sometimes they suck for everyone.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

... Can we not talk about it?

[behindenemylies.insanejournal.com]

Simba...

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

[orz why does everyone have to see me like this]

Sorry... guess I look pretty pathetic right now...

[behindenemylies.insanejournal.com]

[AWKWARD]

N... no, not at all. I mean, you can't help it, right?

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

[YEP JUST A LITTLE. Also thanks mate way to remind me.]

...

[behindenemylies.insanejournal.com]

[I am a good friend like that]

...I'm helping Fang make these strips, so it won't hurt as bad.

[assumedposition.insanejournal.com]

I... thanks. ... Sorry.