We Are Full of Good Ideas

[skewedeyes]

Felix is currently sprawled limply in a chair in the kitchen, quite unconscious, with a bruise rising on his temple and another around his wrist. Good times with Felix Harrowgate, dysfunctional extraordinaire.

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[doctor_pascal]

Pascal walks in, sighs, and facepalms. He'll pick his smelling salts from his pocket (don't ask, he's very strange that way, walking around with that stuff in his pockets), and with those, will attempt to reanimate Felix.

[skewedeyes]

He's pretty out of it. But does stir a little, with a slightly pained noise.

[doctor_pascal]

Pascal is going to insist with the salts. He can't examine an unconscious person, and one never knows - he could have a concussion.

[skewedeyes]

He opens one eye blurrily and kind of blinks. Oh, wonderful. Drags the other one open, even if he has a pounding headache that's half hangover and half just bruise. "Pascal," sounding a little tired.

[rob_fellows]

Robin walks in and sighs. He's going to poke at Felix. What the hell went on here?

[skewedeyes]

Poked at. And kind of moves away from the poke, but still fairly unconscious.

[rob_fellows]

That's... concerning. Robin goes to the sink, and wets a clean cloth. He's going to try and reanimate the Felix thing.

[skewedeyes]

Stirs slightly at the sound of running water, stirring old memories that have only been fresher recently - but still avoiding opening his eyes. Consciousness is anyone's guess.

[phedre_25]

Yay, we get to use the facepalm icon!

Phedre walks in the kitchen, and sees Felix with his bruises - she may or may not have spoken to Mildmay yet.

At any rate, she's facepalming. "I usually don't voice such things, but Messire Harrowgate, you truly do lack wisdom."

[skewedeyes]

Thoroughly unconscious, sprawled loose-limbed on the chair in a way almost reminiscent of his younger self.

[phedre_25]

She sighs, and looks at him a bit more. "Blessed Elua - what has life done to you, to make you so?"

There's compassion in her voice, still - but she doesn't touch him, nor does she try to wake him.

[skewedeyes]

Still unconscious, though he does kind of twitch, a little, with a muffled murmur.