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[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

Characters: wittyreplyhere, redpeacock, blue_darkslayer and YOU!
Location: The clinic!
Rating: PG-13
Time: All day, October 17
Description: After the events of the night previous all three of them find themselves in the clinic for the day.


[By some cruel twist of fate all three of them had been placed in the same room. You may have heard some news about a crazy bar fight, why not see the people involved?

Really come visit, one of them has an incredibly short attention span and will likely do something stupid without outside interference.]

[ooc: Since having everyone would be unwieldy, just comment under the appropriate thread for which character you'd most want to talk to. The other two will interject whenever appropriate if the need arises.]

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DANTE

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[The stupid one.]

[red-unrequited.livejournal.com]

[ Comes skidding into the room, Shibusen communicator in hand. The background of the communicator has been set to display the infamous thong picture! Grell looks from Vergil to Dante and back again. Apparently deciding Vergil's scowl is his primary distinguishing feature, Grell bounces over to Dante's bed! ]

You, it's you!

[ Waves the communicator ]

This is you!

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[First thing Dante does is check his hair, nope, it's still in the usual style so...]

Nope, that'd be him. [Points at Vergil.]

[red-unrequited.livejournal.com]

Ah ah ah!

[ Waggles a finger at Dante in a Oh-No-You-Din't sort of fashion! ]

No, no it's you.

I've had this discussion already with Mr Sourpuss over there!

[blue-darkslayer.livejournal.com]

[God help him, he may be withholding from beating Dante's ass due to damaging his wrist, but that won't stop him from axekicking him while he's still in his bed if he continues to be an idiot.]

I already know. [Just an oblique comment to his idiot brother. There will be no escaping Grell. HE KNOWS WHAT YOU AND GENESIS DID.]

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[Well crap! But he still has to keep it up, no matter what! Vergil needs the help more then him.]

Nah, it's really him. I don't know how to take pictures with that thing.

[Yells over at Vergil, despite being not very far away.]

I don't know what you're talking about!

[pickinurpockets.livejournal.com]

[Rikku heard about the bar fight, and hurried over to the clinic. First up, Dante! He's, uh, more likely to talk.]

You okay?

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

It will be if you kiss it better.

[pickinurpockets.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, she's just gonna give you a look]

I heard there was a barfight, and something about Vergil? What did you guys do?

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[Aww why not?]

Exactly what it sounds like! We got in a fight.

[pickinurpockets.livejournal.com]

Dante, I'm a little sister. Trust me, there is always a reason for a fight. Besides, Vergil's not someone who'll just...beat people up for the heck of it, right?

[He better not be. He's her future brother-in-law!]

[forbearanced.livejournal.com]

[This one has business with you.

See his Business Time Expression.]

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[Looking anywhere except at him. Why did he have to be the one who broke up the fight!?]

[forbearanced.livejournal.com]

What happened?

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[Acting a bit like a child who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.]

We fought?

[thedovetailed.livejournal.com]

[Chrome had been wandering through the city after classes that day when rumors of a fierce bar fight that had taken place the previous night met her ears. Normally she wouldn't have paid them any notice - bar fights were hardly her thing, after all - until she heard the mention of a white-haired man with a red coat and no shirt. That caught her attention. And with the added mention of the participants being sent to the clinic... Chrome started to worry.

So she bought a 'Get well soon!' card, signed her name in small, neat writing and headed on over. That was what people usually did when their... friends were hospitalized, right...?

With her gaze firmly on the floor, Chrome comes to a stop beside Dante's bed, the card clutched to her chest.]

H-hello...

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[Oh god, oh god, of all the people to find out about this. Guess who's face has gone red and is hugging their knees to hide their expression?

This is so embarrassing.]

[thedovetailed.livejournal.com]

[Timidly, Chrome lifts her head to in order evaluate why he hasn't responded. What she sees understandably confuses her - what did she do wrong?]

D... Dante?

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[After a brief debate to determine that dying of embarrassment is better then upsetting her, he lifts his head up slightly and waves weakly.]

H-hey.

GENESIS

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[The sexy one.]

VERGIL

[wittyreplyhere.livejournal.com]

[The former(?) virgin.]

[thewarisover.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he had to drag himself out of his bed in the clinic to see this one.

Have a Mustang hobbling in, with the aid of crutches.]

...Should I even ask what happened?

[blue-darkslayer.livejournal.com]

[He has to suppress a visible wince at the sight of the Commander. Not because of his injured state, but because of his own and those of the two Weapons. He doesn't regret harming them for their sake either - simply because he had promised to Mustang to keep fighting to a minimum.]

Commander. [Not only had he not done that, he'd injured the other Zone Leader as well. He rises from his bed and to his feet.]

...I had cause. [Well, it's true.]

[thewarisover.livejournal.com]

I don't doubt that, which is exactly why I want to know.

[There is, however, an unspoken 'yet' after his first statement.]

[blue-darkslayer.livejournal.com]

[He pauses for a short moment before glancing aside.]

We should speak about this in your own room. [And most notably away from the other two. That and it can't be comfortable for Mustang to be up and about.]

[Location isn't going to make the ensuing conversation any more comfortable, though.]