[log] the high life [closed]

[devoutish]

Characters: Alfie Solomons, Emily Kaldwin, Gregory House, Royce Melborn, Tifa Lockhart
Location: building 48 and building 42
Date: afternoon of 200 to night of 201
Summary: meeting up with the squad and taking advantage of a vulnerable man for the purposes of robbery
Warnings: probable discussion of drug addiction and withdrawal

Catch-all for EVERYTHING - reunion schmoop, highway robbery, etc. Top-level and tag as you see fit.

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[bywolves]

Good. [ Royce sighs. He's - tired and in pain enough that when Tifa curls up against him, Royce rests the side of his head against hers. He keeps his arm to his chest, trying to make sure his breathing evens out. ]

What else? What's injured for both of you?

[powersouls]

[Tifa lets out a shaky breath, covering her face with her hands for a moment. She's too distracted and anxious to register the fact that Royce isn't usually this physically affectionate, so she just shakes her head when she finally lowers her hands.]

Just my ribs. It's okay. Can I see your arm?

[empireofrats]

[Her brows twitch first, just a little near the middle of her forehead. If Alfie keeps tapping occasionally, she'll finally murmur out a small groan, turn her head, and blink open her eyes.

Each time she draws in a breath, a sharp, burning pain lights up her side, and she winces considerably.]

[devoutish]

[Alfie doesn't answer Royce's question - all his focus is on the slowly-waking girl.]

You're all right.

[Once her eyes open, he runs a hand over her hair, and leans back a little so he can look her up and down.]

What hurts?

[bywolves]

[ Royce is too distracted by Emily waking up to argue Tifa looking at his arm. He lets Tifa see, eyes on Emily. He doesn't say anything, though he does wince at the movement, and any touching that Tifa does will get him biting his tongue to stay quiet, as always. ]

[powersouls]

[His arm is hurt, but she doesn't know enough to tell how it's injured, so she lets go gently and then turns her attention back to Alfie and Emily.]

[empireofrats]

Ah... [For a moment, she tries to make sure what she remembers is accurate: Alfie, Tifa, Royce. Okay, check.

Hands and arms? All gone. Was it a dream?] My side. My side hurts really bad when I breathe.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[He glances back at Royce and Tifa.]

We might both have broken bones.

[bywolves]

My arm is broken. Or at least fractured. [ Royce adds, taking a deep breath to test his ribs. They ache, but not like a break. ] Ribs are fine.

[powersouls]

Oh, Emily.

[Tifa bites her lip.]

I think I'm okay. My ribs hurt, but... I don't think I broke anything.

[empireofrats]

[She frowns at the lot of them. Wow, they're worse for wear.]

What happened? Where did all of those arms come from? They tried to catch us, and they wouldn't let go. They kept squeezing, and I thought I was going to die.