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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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[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

[using that secret knock he's heard Hydra used many a time :|a]

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

[wandering away from Simba long enough to get the door. Deeefinitely looks like he hasn't slept at all yet]

Jinx?

[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

[is one of the sleep deprivation cool kids]

Hey, can I come in? Shut door and all? I even left the monocle at home, I swear. [holding up his empty hands]

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Ah, yeah. Lock it after you're in. Did you guys run low on bandages?

[climbs back down the ladder to get out of the way]

[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

[climbing down and locking the door after himself. stays sitting on the rungs of the ladder though, ankles hooking around to keep himself stable]

No. Actually, we might need less than we though. It's about Lucky.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

What . . . What the hell does that mean? Isn't she—I got Lacerta for her!

[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

No, no. She--she's fine. That's the thing.

... Scowl, I know I can be a bit crazy and I was definitely that in that game, but... her ribs were crushed, right? You saw 'em?

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

[ahhhh relaxes]

. . . Of course they were—are. She's as bad off as Simba at least!

[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

No, she's not. She's shuffling around the dorms, complaining about how lumpy and tender her ribs are.

Scowl, I checked them out myself. It's like they fitted themselves near where they were before--part-way healed.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

. . .

Seriously?

[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

She's acting like it's perfectly normal--I really don't know what to do except feel relieved that by this time tomorrow she'll just be sore?

And it's the same thing for those bite wounds! They're pretty close to being closed up!

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

Well that's . . . that's really weird, but it's great isn't it? She'll be fine!

[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

Yeah... just... sort of weirded me out a lot.

We still have Trixie to worry about, but beyond that, I think we're pretty good, so if you need help...

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

We . . . We're gonna call Surgeon in a little while. We would've come by to see if you guys wanted in, but if Excel's fine . . . Do you think Trixie needs it?

[amazinghattrick.insanejournal.com]

... I can ask if she does. Personally, I don't think she'll really need it, but she's antsy.

[righthandsmoke.insanejournal.com]

It shouldn't be a problem . . . We're gonna be splitting the cost for Simba anyway. Adding a few bites to it won't be too bad.