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[armed_dropout]

...you're starting to freak me out...

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If its OTA...?

[makesmestronger]

Why? Because I can follow what they're saying in the movie without the sound on or because I've eaten half a tub of ice cream?

[tryingitall]

Thank you! I must be on the right track. I'm aware it takes some effort, in your case. [Perhaps it's the gaping stab-wound in his chest, out of which light appears to be leaking. Balthazar doesn't look so good.]

If I'd known it was so effective in disturbing you, I'd have gotten half-killed much sooner.

[armed_dropout]

Little bit of both....look this has been a blast, but maybe I should go?

[armed_dropout]

What the hell are you even doing here? [He took a step closer, looking over the wound, but how do you treat a wound that's leaking freakin light?]

[makesmestronger]

[The tub of ice cream and spoon go down on the coffee table. Damn. Why does she seem to scare guys off?]

We can do something else...

[tryingitall]

Dying, possibly. [Balthazar sinks back against the wall, still on his feet for the moment, but decidedly shaky.]

This is what an angelic blade does. Not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a barn-door, but 'twill serve, I warrant. Should I call down a pox on both your houses or are you going to help me? [Honestly, he was more looking for Sam, thinking he'd have a better chance getting a favor from the brother who sort-of kind-of owes him something. But he doubts he can fly any further just now. He'll make do.]