Catch-all;

[momming]

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Week 0, post-execution

[momming]

[ Well. They make it to the dorm. Otome has gone from "kind of leaning" to "practically sagging", though she's at least still moving her legs to get them inside.

She definitely underestimated rib pain. ]

[chevaliered]

Probably a good thing no one offered to carry you, huh?

[ don't think he can't see she's in real discomfort here. ] Ribs?

[momming]

[ of course he can't, all is well. ]

... Mm. I'm going to have to tape them.

[chevaliered]

You don't want to ice them first?

[ crow, talking like someone who has broken a rib or two in his time. ]

... Then again, maybe we should avoid cold for a bit.

[momming]

[ With a very wry smile, and still very pale. ]

I think for now, let's forego the ice. I can deal with some discomfort.

[chevaliered]

If you have something for pain in that bag of yours, alongside the tape, we might be able to help with that.

[ hopefully it's warm in the summer dorm. he'd be nosier but uh. their doctor got the shit kicked out of her, so. priorities. ]

[momming]

[ Thanks, Crow. It's definitely warm, with beach-y decor. ]

I should have painkillers, yes. I'd prefer to use them for the people who need it most, but one or two should be fine.

[chevaliered]

[ he just


LOOKS AT HER?? ]

Otome, your ribs are at best cracked, at worst broken. I think you count as someone who needs them most right now. [ take the DRUGS. ]

[momming]

[ she just--

LOOKS BACK. CALMLY. ]

Two are fine for now. If... this continues, I don't know how much worse people will get hurt.

[chevaliered]

[ this face. ]

If this continues, we'll adjust. We have vouchers. Right here and now, you have busted ribs.

[momming]

... Goodness, I didn't think you'd be the one to fuss between the both of us.

[ He has a point, though. Which is why she doesn't protest. ]

[chevaliered]

Injuries suck. And I'm surprised you're not concerned, but I guess there's a predictable trends in people who worry about others versus how much they worry about themselves.

[ aka zero. ]

[momming]

[ A soft huff. ]

If I could have avoided worry altogether, I would have.

[chevaliered]

Yeah, that is exactly what I'm talking about. Unfortunately for you, we're all worriers.

[momming]

Yes, I'm coming to realize that.

... Thank you, though. For your help.

[chevaliered]

[ unstoppable stubborn meets immoveable stubborn ]

I’d be a real asshole if I’d just left you sat in the middle of the field like that, Otome.

[momming]

[ just as gently as she ever talks]

Then I'm very glad you're a fake asshole, Crow.

[chevaliered]

[ he’s probably looking for/grabbing her medkit so they can get those painkillers in her and get some tape out— but he pauses, and snorts slightly. ]

Nah, I’m very much a real one. There are just different levels to it, I guess.

[momming]

Well, it's true that everyone has complexities.

[ Okay, Crow. At least her medkit is nearby, thanks Mabel. ]

[chevaliered]

[ mabel is the mvp ]

Yeah, some more than others. [ he’d wink! but now’s not the time. he does however hand her a blister pack of pain medication and give her a Look.

take your meds, doctor ]

[momming]

[ Otome gives him a rueful look in response, but does tear off the back and takes two pills dry, like a badass.

There. All fussed over. ]

[chevaliered]

[ there was that so tough? ]

No heavy lifting either.

[momming]

Yes, and restricted activity.

[ she knows!! ]

[chevaliered]

Which you’re gonna stick to and not “but I’m a doctor, I have to bust my ass to help”— right?

[ … ]

In all seriousness I have first aid and field med training. You can boss me around if something’s too strenuous. I’m into it, in specific circumstances. [ CROW ]

[momming]

Certain circumstances, hm? I suppose I could cooperate.

[ He's flirting now which means he's probably less worried about her, which is its own relief. ]