w4 curfew: help.

[squelching]

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[selfimmolation]

[ he saw datz before this but he's like, blinking ]

When'd you get hurt?

[he missed it? ]

[doghouse]

Huh?

[ also blinking ]

Uh, today. Went on one o' those things, like you.

[selfimmolation]

With... Rita?

[ nope. that was last week. ]

[doghouse]

[ ??? ]

With Nimona and PH and, uh— that fox guy.

[spiritconsulting]

[nods. the fox guy. he doesn't get a name.]

[doghouse]

[ he has no problem with fox guy, his actual name's just too many letters for him to remember and they didn't say it out loud all cyoa ]

[selfimmolation]

... Right. That makes sense.

[ he looks like he has no idea who the fox guy is referencing ]

[doghouse]

Yeah.



[ we're both lost in this conversation ]

[selfimmolation]

[ Yes ]

... But you're okay?

[doghouse]

I am, yeah. How 'bout you?

[selfimmolation]

[ there's like.... an uncomfortably long pause ]

Yeah. [ no one would believe that!!! but ace nods to himself ] Yeah. Didn't lose an eye this time. Sort of.

[doghouse]

Nice! Me neither!

[ ...he just came very close to it given that he has a big scar right above his left eye now! ]

[selfimmolation]

[ staaaaares at the scar

nods ]

We sorta match. [ his is. behind the medical patch still. or bandages. i forgot what i shoved on his face it's only been a week his eyeball ]

[doghouse]

Yeah, kinda!!

[selfimmolation]

[ yaaaay... he gives datz a thumbs up ]

S'long as you guys are okay.