he has the grace, at least, not to immediately rise and continue his cheek-assault; instead, he'll be laying here in a heap where he's been so CRUELLY displaced!! there's this terribly whiny and decidedly pathetic groaning going on over here as Charles prattles on about his ~MISFORTUNE~ and all... sorry, but we can't hear you right now over the sound of our own melodrama!!]
B-- broke something, I think I broke something that time... Am I dead--? This horrible pain surely must be fatal--!!
[he's rubbing his hip (as you know, he's an old man or whatever) and looking suitably woe-begotten. woe. ...woe, Charles... WOE... are you pitying him yet? you should be.]
...whatever i'll take what i can get, at least my death is mourned...
he has the grace, at least, not to immediately rise and continue his cheek-assault; instead, he'll be laying here in a heap where he's been so CRUELLY displaced!! there's this terribly whiny and decidedly pathetic groaning going on over here as Charles prattles on about his ~MISFORTUNE~ and all... sorry, but we can't hear you right now over the sound of our own melodrama!!]
B-- broke something, I think I broke something that time... Am I dead--? This horrible pain surely must be fatal--!!
[he's rubbing his hip (as you know, he's an old man or whatever) and looking suitably woe-begotten. woe. ...woe, Charles... WOE... are you pitying him yet? you should be.]