w0 curfew: banned from the outhouse AND the curfew channel

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[ablazement]

[a pause.]

Alright. Well - the door's... it's solid. Hold on, everybody move.

[backs up

and RAMS INTO THE DOOR FULL FORCE WITH HER SHOULDER, and probably really hurts her bones ow fuck.]

-- Fuck!

[alldoomnogloom]

Karlach!

[ girl you rolled so bad. ]

... Are you quite alright?

[ablazement]

Ow.

[...] Yeah, fine, fine. It feels like a brick wall.

[alldoomnogloom]

I would have attempted a lighter touch for the first attempt.

[ going over to just like. rap his knuckles against it? ]

Likely magically sealed.

[quirkwall]

[ from wherever she's watching ]

Well, that's not concerning.

[ablazement]

[owwwww]

[quirkwall]

I can't imagine they want to lock us in for any good reason but at least we're in good company.

[ and we have wine for your injured pride! ]

[recession]

Karlach.

[ He abandons the window to come over here. I HOPE YOU DIDN'T JUST DO THAT WITH YOUR BANDAGED SHOULDER GIRL!! Let him check on that, it's a good distraction right now anyways. ]

Please.

[ablazement]

[well

probably yeah actually so that is bleeding. sorry daan. she will let him check though, if only because she senses the unease.]

The fuck.

[recession]

[ Karlach, you're a dingus. Good thing they're in the cabin where he usually stays since he can just go and get his medical kit. If she permits it, he'd like to unwrap her shoulder and check on the state of things there what injury was this anyway.

But glances at the door briefly as he comes back. ]

I don't recall anything in this place being that sturdy, beside the bulletin board.

[tactic]

[ Makes sure she's being checked up on, then checks the door. ]

... Not even a dent.

[ablazement]

What the fuck.

Why are we locked in?

[tactic]

This can't be another affinity's power, can it?

[drymonster]

Uh????

[ablazement]

[




WELL]

At least Karma can't get in.

[flameguard]

Karlach -- ! [ CONCERN BUT ALSO: ] No good...?

[ what's really scary is she couldn't get through it ]

[ablazement]

No good. Felt like bricks, or - iron, really. [she's letting daan fix her poor shoulder, at the moment.]

[sonorant]

That's—

[ worrying. ]

What could this mean? But more importantly, are you all right?

[ablazement]

Ah, I'm fine. Had way worse than a stupid fucking door.

[rubs her shoulder...]

What the fuck, though.

[engraven]

[ after she's been seen to, she'll carefully pick her way over because there are so many of us and crouches wherever she might be . ]

Hey, are you okay? Rammed that door real hard there...

[ablazement]

It's all good, I've had loads worse.

[daan is a good doctor also!! she is fine. the bleeding was not from the door she's just an idiot who has picked fights with stinky men.]

You alright? Not fun to be locked in a small space.

[halved]

What the hell...?

[poking her head out of her room, like. uh.]

Did you just hurt yourself?

[ablazement]

Nah, I'm alright. [calmly! easy.]

Door's locked, just so you know, but it's probably just someone playing a prank. Don't worry about it.

[haematocritical]

[ for the love of— ]

Karlach! What on earth are you doing?

[ablazement]

Trying to get through the door. Which is a brick wall, right now.

[rubs her shoulder...]