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[ When Sefton appears on the Plane, he looks shaken. He's behind the theater, which is convenient, since he automatically slouches his left side against it—and immediately pulls back with a quiet "ow" and settles for placing his back on the wall instead.

He slides down and curls his legs close up to his chest. ]

That can't be right... I mean, those people were— [ He pauses, realizing he's not sure who 'those people' actually are, but seems perturbed nonetheless. Then he wraps his right arm around his legs while kind of letting his left one lay out next to him (anyone paying close enough attention might notice some bandages wrapped around his arm, peeking out from under his sleeve, or applied just under the collar of his shirt). ] ... Sorry. Didn't mean to.

[ Sefton's angst obviously means he should be bugged—distractions would do him good right now. As it was and as it always will be, standard Sefton disclaimer applies. ]

Comments

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[Kyouya looks a bit startled]

I suppose I will have to get you a better first aid kit. Can you tell me the extent of the injury?

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[ —!! Sefton jerks his head up, then averts his eyes, almost... guiltily? ] S'nothing. Just bruised worse th'n I thought it would. [ A whole lot worse.

... which is kind of what happens when you go at that speed on ATs and collide into the ground at double the impacting power, but he's not gonna say that. ]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[His smile seems tolerant, as if he hasn't noticed anything, as if he is used to dealing with stubborn idiots. Which, of course, he is.]

Have you seen professional medical help for it yet?

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... No? [ Agh, don't make it into a question. The last thing he needs right now is to be strongarmed into going to the doctor's again. Let's try that again. ] I haven't.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[the smile remains balanced]

Is there any particular reason you haven't gone?

[formervanguard.livejournal.com]

H-Hey!

[Marta rushes over, looking worried.]

Oh no, you're hurt...what happened?

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[ Ugh. Sefton reaches a little further and tugs his sleeve down over the bandage, while trying to scoot a little to the side as Marta gets closer. ]

Nothing.

[formervanguard.livejournal.com]

That doesn't look like nothing... [She shakes her head, holding a hand out, palm up.] I can heal it.

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[ He gives the hand a glare. He's a little off-kilter at the moment and being touched is the very last thing he wants. ] It's fine. It'll heal on its own.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[How about that guy walking by...

... on fire? Honestly, some people just have no manners...

Strangely, he seems unaffected by it. He's whistling. And juggling two bladed round things that look very sharp.]

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[ Sefton almost doesn't notice, as he is too wrapped up in his angsting, but when he does, he simply... stares.

Why is it he can almost forget how crazy this place is? It really shouldn't be getting normal for him. Really. ]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Well, there's your distraction.

Axel glances over at Sefton and nearly keeps walking, but as he lifts his hand in a wave, he notices some bandages. With a snap, the fires extinguish, along with the weapons.]

You look like you just got mugged.

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[ Sefton looks away and tries tugging at the end of his sleeve when Axel notices. The fact that the guy can apparently control fire and sharp objects is worrying, but Sefton tries not to linger on that. ]

S'nothing.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn doesn't notice the bandages at first, but he knows an upset look when he sees one. He realizes that the guy's not really big on being open or whatever, but it never hurts to try, right? ..... right?]

You don't look like you really need to be apologizing for anything...

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[ Just... drops his head onto his knees and curls up a little tighter. There's a mixture of exasperation and continued angst in the action. ]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn watches... then shrugs, and takes a seat against the wall nearby.]

What happened, man?

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[ Sefton jerks and brings his head up while moving away. Not too far, but... distance, man! Distance. And then he just gives a sulky little look. ]

Nothing.

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sefton needs to meet Tamaki's British cousin, so here is a friendly blond with a teddy bear. Remarkably, he's perceptive enough to notice the injury]

You certainly are taking it better than I would. I think I'd demand a nursemaid. Or two. How do you do, aside from wounded?

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[ Sefton looks up, a bit sulkily, but mostly just in the default setting of any teenager worth his salt: moody. ]

What's it look like?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I already accounted for that with the injury.

[Sebastian never went through the 'moody' teenager phase, so he sits down beside Sefton as if to share his point of view]

It's very disconcerting to think there is no floor. I wonder why it was designed that way.

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[ Sefton, as per usual, scoots away a bit. What's up with this guy? Geez... ]

Pro'lly like one of those tour boat things... with the glass floors.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he would be bubbly and things, but he stops short as he notices the state of Sefton and is immediately concerned. Due to that concern, Tamaki is a little quieter than usual]

Are you okay? What happened?

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[ Sefton looks up at Tamaki with a sullen, halfhearted glare. ]

'm fine. Nothing happened.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

You're hurt.

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[ He shakes his head, looking away. ]

It's nothing. Just fell.