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[alethiological]

[ That narration is deeply hurtful and this narration is mad about it. Alas, Will doesn't have meta privileges anymore and Alex makes the mistake of jumping into close combat range against a murder specialist.

But it's Christmas and he has a date with Lion later. Must be merciful. The hand with the bracer pulls back while the metal arm is put in the way instead, effectively guaranteeing Alex will smack himself on that instead. ]

Watch the language.

[rockymountaindie]

[ Alex smacks into the metal arm nose-first, guaranteeing a Christmas gift to Garfield of blood on the Fantasy Costco floor.

...That's probably a bad thing. ]

Fuck, damn it!

[ He does not watch the language. ]

[alethiological]

[ There's no feedback from the oath and no feedback from his dead nerves, so Alex smashing his face is written off. Until the bleeding starts. Was it that hard? Did he break his nose??? oh god healing isn't working and magic isn't working (he isn't working) so if it has to be re-set manually he's going to be a mess-

more of a mess-

maybe it's just he hit a blood vessel too hard?? please be that he hit a blood vessel too hard- ] Lean your head forward.

[rockymountaindie]

I know how to deal with a bloody nose, Will!! [ look at all that emphasis

Alex immediately starts waving the fretting mother hen away and blinks his slightly watering eyes. ] Just- shit, this place has everything, just find me some tissues, I'll pay for 'em.

[ That last bit is to...oh, yeah, Garfield the Deals Warlock is here, and he's...laughing. That's great. The fucking cat is laughing at him.

Great holiday. ]

[alethiological]

[ I'll pay for 'em, he says, to the person who is not only rich but also hyper-prepared for things. It's less a tissue, but a black handkerchief gets offered with absolute neutrality. ]

And get lost in the store again? Pass.

[ And why is Garfield here, ugh. He gets a glare before Alex gets spun around and (somewhat) politely guided out of the aisle. ] Come on. Next aisle. Why are you here this late, anyway.

[rockymountaindie]

[ ...Oh, a handkerchief, that. That's easier, okay, Alex takes that and just sort of stumbles along, before- ]

Wait, lemme grab my shit-- [ He says, and by that he means just. Just so many bags, that he'd left on the floor when he'd gone all-in on his budding pop star career. ] --fuck's it look like I'm doing, I'm shopping.