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6/24: nico
[ Maybe it's a bad idea. ...It's a bad idea, he knows it is, but he has to know. It's another late night patrol, not quite bedtime but getting there, with Natsuo pacing in front of the dorms, staring down at his feet and muttering to himself, down the hall, down the stairs, his feet bringing him in front of the ballroom. He frowns at the door for a second before reaching out and giving the handle a rattle: locked. ]
Did I not get this far? I must have...
Did I not get this far? I must have...

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[ While he takes two steps back and then charges the door. If it's not rubber and he doesn't bounce back and the door doesn't give, I guess he'll break his leg here. Or at least bang it up pretty badly. ]
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Natsuo! Are you okay?
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You just revived...[But he's going to wait.] Can you move your leg at least?
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Sword.
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You need to sit down before your leg gives out, actually. So no sword.
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[ He doesn't sit, but he lowers his leg, not quite putting weight on it but letting his shoe barely touch the ground like he's pretending he's perfectly fine, dnw ]
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says through gritted teeth- ] See? Like that.
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You're going to make it worse, so sit down for a second before you end up tearing something.
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He sits his ass down, but because he was half a second to doing that anyways. ]
...It's fine. I'll just ice it and it'll be fine tomorrow. Pain goes away, so it's fine!
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It goes away but leaves lasting damage, Natsuo. That is sort of what pain is. [A beat.] Would you like me to get you some ice?
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I'll come with you! I need to grab Cuttlefish so I can try again later anyways.
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[ I can't spell what it's actually called off the top of my head, so. Cuttlefish. ]
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[ Honestly this is how I've been imagining Steph doing it all these weeks ]
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