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[dignity_misery]

[ Good morning, City. If you know Carla, then you already know that it's not all that strange for her to up at 3:00am in the morning, looking sleepless and anxious. And truthfully? Even though the violet purple bruising up one side of her face and bloodied lip aren't all that unusual for her either. Both of the injuries are a few days old, her mouth is only bleeding because she's been fiddling with it. She does so for a moment longer before casting the camera a sideways glance. ]

All of my sparring partners are MIA. Who wants to step up?

[She sits back on the couch (the apartment this time, the plume of a canine's red tail stirs at the edge of the video) running a hand back through her hair and muttering something that sounds an awful lot like God, I'm so bored...]


[[ooc; ...I know. Didn't I say I was going to do this post last month? Ooops. Injuries courtesy of Li Shenshung aka Douche Reaper.]]

Comments

[synanthrope]

Who did that to your face?

[dignity_misery]

Someone who didn't want to be kissed.

[.........she looks too gleeful about this. She's really excited that he hit her.]

[synanthrope]

You sound pleased.

[dignity_misery]

I am.

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[worldofourown]

..Does your playmate look worse?

[ Eyeing the bruises thoughtfully. ]

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[dignity_misery]

It wasn't that kind of game.

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[worldofourown]

[ Amused. ]

Tag? Tug of war?

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[dignity_misery]

Something like that. I won.

[sixwinged]

Are you going to give a list of skills first, or just jump into battle with whoever agrees to first?

[dignity_misery]

Option B.

[sixwinged]

Sounds entirely reasonable.

[dignity_misery]

So happy you think so.

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[intheblanks]

There's a punching bag in my room if you're feeling hard up.

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[dignity_misery]

Maybe. I have two hours before anyone will meet me.

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[intheblanks]

OK. Have fun.

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[dignity_misery]

[Of course, princess.]

Thanks.

( best not to skip one's appointment )

[dignity_misery]

[ If she tried, she might be able to come up with a better excuse for going over to see him than "There's a punching bag in my room." She's not overly motivated to do so. She would like to see him and tease him over how many little girls he may or may not have kissed. It's a perfectly valid impetus.

And she probably won't knock if she doesn't have to. ]

[itsjustafruit]

Someone didn't want to buy you lunch?

[dignity_misery]

[She grins.]

Exactly.

[Actually, she's press-ganged him into coming over to cook for her three or four times now.]

[itsjustafruit]

You look inordinately pleased. Should I have slapped you instead of buying the entree?

[dignity_misery]

[And now she's laughing.]

First, I don't know why you've made that an either or scenario. And second, I don't think I like you that way, Crowley.

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[brobeforehos]

Those look painful.

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[dignity_misery]

Hm.

[Yeah. Probably.]

It's fine.

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[brobeforehos]

Yeah?

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[dignity_misery]

['Fine' is a word that comes up most often when she's glossing over her obvious bent for self-harm. Most around her have learned to interpretative it contextually to denote various levels of continual implosion.]

Absolutely.

[She has little inclination to share with Mae, and her smile is lazy and faintly predatory.]