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Memory 005: backtracked to 17th July
Action: Around town
After this, Terra is limping back to her house. Every step brings forth a wince and there is a giant bruise on her right arm where she had fallen on. Eventually she leans on a lamp post to rest and catch her breath, her left arm wrapped around her middle. Stop and help?
Action: 625 Topper Street
Somehow or another she made it back to her home. Tip-toeing through the living room, she's about to make it to the staircase when a stab of pain up her side causes her to stumble, one hand accidentally knocking a nearby photoframe down onto the ground with a crash.
After this, Terra is limping back to her house. Every step brings forth a wince and there is a giant bruise on her right arm where she had fallen on. Eventually she leans on a lamp post to rest and catch her breath, her left arm wrapped around her middle. Stop and help?
Action: 625 Topper Street
Somehow or another she made it back to her home. Tip-toeing through the living room, she's about to make it to the staircase when a stab of pain up her side causes her to stumble, one hand accidentally knocking a nearby photoframe down onto the ground with a crash.
Action
Beast Boy whistles a little as he strolls down the street until -- ]
H-Hey! ...Terra?! You OK?
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[There's a small tremble of her lips, before she quickly looks away as he draws near. She doesn't want him to see her so near tears.]
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[Beast Boy is dim, not blind. His eyes will narrow as he bounds up beside her.]
Dude.
Who did this?
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S-some lady. S-she was hurting a dr-drone, really badly, so I tried to get her to stop but...
[She should stop trying to bite her bottom lip; it's already cut from where she fell down on the ground.]
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The crash unsettles him and he rounds the corner, knife drawn, in case zombies, cannibals, aliens or some combination of the three are invading his house. But it's just one of those people he lives with who are supposed to be his children.
He grunts, tucking the knife back into his belt and eying her posture.*
You alroight there?
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Y-yeah. I'm fine. I just...fell.
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What'd ya do?
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*He reaches out for her injured arm,*
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Around town
Oh dear~ Are you okay?
[As a new arrival, Fran looks fairly normal, but she's still a doctor at heart.]
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Y-yeah. I just...just tripped. Hard.
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Do you need a doctor? I can help~
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[She doesn't even notice at this point, as another stab of pain from her side causes her to gasp slightly.]
Sorry, had a surprise attack by RL, Jury Duty and crappy waiting room wifi
I'll help you get home, but please tell me what is wrong~ Perhaps I can help~
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As much as Madeline was trying to avoid strangers, she just can't ignore a child in pain. Hurrying over, she reaches out a hand to steady Terra.]
What happened, are you alright?
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Still, stubborn girl that she is, she's not going to ask for help, preferring to walk back home by herself instead.]
Uh yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, I just, fell down on the ground.
A few times. Yeah.
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It looks to me like you fell down pretty hard. A few times.
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[Which, honestly, was the truth.]
so sorry for the slow tag ):
[And she's not taking no for an answer.]
Around Town
Hey, what happened to ya, kiddo?
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I, I fell down and hit my arm. It's not th-that bad, honest.
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[ Maya head over to Terra, and offer her a smile. ]
Would you like some help, dear?
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[She stops midsentence as another twinge of pain goes up her bruised arm. She grits her teeth and clamps the injured area with her left hand.]