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[bluemanoncampus]

Ow

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[alchemic_bean]

I'm alive, though I'm not quite sure how.

[bluemanoncampus]

I'm quite glad to hear it, Edward. Were you hurt or damaged?

[alchemic_bean]

Not badly, but I've got zombie goo in my automail. And sand, too. Winry's gonna murder me.

[bluemanoncampus]

I can try to clean it out for you, if you like. I still have the toolkit that Winry lent me, and I presume that it should be sufficient to work on your automail.

[12parseckessel]

Morning Hank.

You did fine. Buncha us fought through and got you out of the weapons locker. The girls are fine, Krycek and his coffee buddy are fine and you were pretty energetic about getting out once the girls were out.

We still on for bio and brushing?

[bluemanoncampus]

G'morning, Han.

Dammit. I blacked out again. At least I didn't go all ultraviolence on anyone this time.

Sounds like a date to me. My room or at the Falcon?

[12parseckessel]

Better be yours, so I can make my next class on time.

[bluemanoncampus]

Alright. I've already been to my only class for the day, so you can catch me either here or in the 3rd floor lounge. Until I have to head to work, of course.

(OOC: Do you want to really RP this, or just assume that it happened?)

[swerval_zero]

Morning, Hank. My hair an' Parker's ankle were the only casualties I know about. Well, and the librarian, but he got better.

[bluemanoncampus]

::imitates Professor Spock's famous eyebrow raise::

Is this "he got better" in the Monty Python sense?

[swerval_zero]

Basically, yeah. It's...a long story.

[bluemanoncampus]

Well, now you've piqued my interest. Come by Perkolator this evening and I'll comp your drinks in exchange.