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[the_scrappy]

Please just kill me already.  [Retches]

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Chancemun here... Um. Somewhere outside and at night?

[demon_brat]

Nope.

*here, have a masked kid... who is already looking through compartments of his belt. He's supposed to be helping people, right?*

What happened?

[deathretardantspecialist]

Sorry, no can do Ames.


Need a doctor or something?

Hiya!

[the_scrappy]

[Jabs her finger in a vaguely southward direction.] The world's shittiest sushi. Corner of fifth and Widmoore.

Hi! We don't get too many new HT muns these days.

[the_scrappy]

Depends. Can the doctor give me a new stomach?

Hi! Yes watching out of nostalgia = new muse apparently.

[deathretardantspecialist]

I don't think that's possible. No.

Well it's always good to have more! Welcome aboard.

[the_scrappy]

[Groans.]

How is it that I'm the only one who got sick? Did you guys line your stomachs with adamantium or something?

>.> Was logged in with the brat, so...

[demon_brat]

... hold on.

*that. Can be any of a small number of things, then. At least one would be difficult for him to diagnose, on the other hand, the other options...

He saw a 24/7 drug store. He'll just swing over the rooftops to it and get. Water, ice green tea, and anti-nausea meds.

In no time at all, he's dropping by her side - almost as though from the sky - again.*

Here. Try the tea first, then the meds. As much liquid as you can keep down.

Please excuse the dust as well, don't really have practice with him yet. >.>

[deathretardantspecialist]

Unlucky I guess?

Or maybe we do.

[Smirks.]

He's...Damian?

[the_scrappy]

Thanks...[she takes the bottle, inspects it for tampering, then opens it to take a drink.]

What are you, some kind of vigilante boy scout?

He totally is. (I have tags I need to do with him. *coughs* plus, you got Chance. ;) )

[demon_brat]

... not scout. Slow night, and it might have been somebody who'd attacked you or something.

I'll make sure that place gets visited by health authorities, too.

True! New HT RPers is exciting.

[the_scrappy]

[She looks him over.] You know most kids out this late are causing crimes, not fighting them. [A beat.] In spandex, no less.

Yea, verily!

[demon_brat]

*arms crossed.*

I'm not most kids.

[the_scrappy]

I can see that. [She downs one of the pills, then hunches against the wall as she waits for the medication to take effect] I'm guessing your...no one knows you're out here, doing this.

[She'd almost said "your parents," but she can't imagine a kid running around fighting crime at three am if they had a responsible adult in their lives.]

No problem! Ames is a little dusty too; haven't played her in a few months.

[the_scrappy]

[She makes a face.] Yuk it up all you want. It's your sofa on the line, pal.

Hoping I do him well. *nervous*

[deathretardantspecialist]

What cleaners are for.

You're doing well so far!

[the_scrappy]

[She curls up against the sofa arm, clutching her stomach.] All I know is next time I'm picking the restaurant. I should've known not to trust menu items I can't pronounce.

[demon_brat]

My... older brother knows.

*and his parents do know what he's doing. But he is not touching that one with a stranger.*

[the_scrappy]

Older brother? And he lets you? [She frowns.] I don't know how long you've been at this kid, but let me tell you that this isn't a "my cat got stuck up a tree" kind of neighborhood. The guys out here don't joke around. You piss them off and you'll get a few broken bones at best, a bullet in the head at worst. You need to be careful.

[And dear god, now she sounds like the responsible one. What's the world coming to?]

[demon_brat]

*Of ALL things, that makes him smirk. Clearly visible, domino mask and all.*

Let them try. A little visit to the hospital, gotten there by a kid, might make at least some of them think twice. Briefly.

*annd a shrug.* The realistic options with me are sort of limited. Nuthouse, conquering the world, fighting crime. Guess he agrees with my going for option three.

*Flippant, right? Not lying, though.*

[the_scrappy]

You've got guts, I'll give you that. Sure you've got the muscle to back it up?

I would've gone for option two. Gotta dream big, right?

[demon_brat]

I do. *he doesn't even bother explaining to her. If there's a need... he'll show. But he's tired of people not believing his word, so why waste the breath?*

The world doesn't need being ruled. Drink your water.