but i abhor the dull routine of existence (closed)

[ratiocinations]

Who: Holmes and Sprezzatura
When: 9/10 9/15 gently nudges this forward a little
Where: The school exterior
What: Trying to climb the school with rather mixed results.
Warnings: None! Will add if needed.

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[ratiocinations]

[On a vaguely pained exhale-]

I did, too. And the birds…

[Their chirps, sounding like warnings.]

In a great twist of irony, I believe they were trying to protect us from it.

[velluminous]

[ turns her face to look at him. how is he?... ]

By nearly killing us?

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[Face and neck scratched and scraped and mildly bleeding. That is not the main component of his pain, however. Not the reason he frowns with discomfort.]

By sparing us from whatever exists up there.

[Motion up high. His hands, too, are in rough shape.]

[velluminous]

[ Mammon. from his hands, to her hands, to the slowly-drying and dying grass tufted around the mattress. why do her eyelids feel so, so heavy?... as if all her energy has gone into producing pain.

dully: ] You favour your side.

[ratiocinations]

[He scoffs with wry humor, regretting it moments later. His ribs ache…]

It was not what I would call an entirely kind landing, despite the mattress. But I’ll be fine. You are the one in need of recovery.

[velluminous]

[ with great pains, she lays all the way back on the mattress. still she has her face screwed up in pain, all tense lines. ]

You land on me, not mattress.

[ratiocinations]

I tried… to avoid that.

[But gravity is gravity. He looks down at her, frowning thinly.]

I am sorry I could not.

[velluminous]

[ mumbles, wry, ] We are fools, Adair. Fools, but alive.

[ they're alive

ouch. ]

[ratiocinations]

[Yeah. Ow.]

We did learn something. It wasn’t a full waste of effort.

[velluminous]

[ perhaps not fully. but it feels pretty wasted. ]

Whose mattress is this? Someone else will to help you bring it back.

[ratiocinations]

It was from one of the spare rooms. I’ll return it later.

For now… we should get you indoors.

[velluminous]

If I move I am to be sick.

[ratiocinations]

And I will carry you if I must.

[Though he suspects her pride might not stand for that.]

[velluminous]

[ indeed, there could be no better prompting. up onto her elbow, then sitting again, though she favours her bad side and will continue to do so in the days to come. very faint, in the back of her throat: a whine of pain. she holds it back in front of him. ]

[ratiocinations]

[And yet he reads it as clear as day.

Holmes… stands. Gingerly. But then he offers an arm to her—his good side—wondering if there’s a chance she’ll accept even that much.]

[velluminous]

[ she will accept that. her body is shaking from the excess of adrenaline, felt as she secures herself on him.

bit of a limp. ]

We must find out what is up there.

[ratiocinations]

[Sore, sore. Sore to walk. But he can manage it, given that his legs, at least, have not been injured.

They will just very. Very slowly. Head towards inside.]

We cannot from the inside, nor from the outside. It will take some creativity to do so.

[velluminous]

[ but first... rest. for the both of them. after they have hobbled their way back to Kin'un. ]

I will think of something.

[ratiocinations]

We will think of something. [You're not cutting him out of this endeavor, ma'am!] But first, we must get you to the nurse's office. That arm of yours requires a sling.

[velluminous]

Some laudanum might be nice.

[ babygirl there's no laudanum at this HIGH SCHOOL ]

[ratiocinations]

[His shoulders rise and lower in a breath of amusement, acerbic.]

If only. But best that we haven’t the temptation.

[Inside they go!]