[OPEN] We're young hearts, look at us go

[animated]

WHO: The residents of Nonah’s Ark (aka, Nonah 005) and YOU!
WHERE: Mostly around Nonah 005, but can be used for interaction with the Nonah’s Ark crew just about anywhere if you really wanted!
WHEN: The month of August.
WHAT: A general interaction log for the month of August, including the aftermath of the August Swear-in.
WARNINGS: Obligatory Iron Bull warning here. Also a warning for Kaneda’s dumb teenager hormones and Tetsuo's general crazy.

Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Charlie, Ken, Iron Bull, Kaneda, or Tetsuo), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

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[animated]

[ Charlie ducks down slightly to drape Kaneda’s arm over his shoulder. (That’s new, usually he doesn’t have to duck at all.) With the kid leaning on him for support, he carefully makes his way inside and towards the couch. ]

No, I was there. Once the worst of it had passed, I came back here just in case. I’m glad I did.

[ Oh-so-carefully, he eases the teen down onto the couch. ] What’s the damage?

[rassera]

[And he's glad too. He could've walked in on his own, but he didn't know if he could even make it to the couch past that. It'd been everything to get off the sidewalk.

He can feel himself eased onto the couch, immediately easing back into the armrest.]

Oh...everything.

[He smiles weakly, lifting his shirt up to show...yeah, he's got massive bruising under there, purple from his upper rib to his neck to under his eye, some cuts that reopened on the drive home, the rest scars from Riku and Sabriel's healing.

His other hand moves to his head, feeling the dried blood in his hair.]

Nothing broken, I don't think. That's good, right?

[I'd say so, you were flung around like a game of pachinko.]

[animated]

Jesus Christ. Did someone use you as a pinata?

... Don't answer that.

I've got a few healing spells. What hurts the most? [ Don't say "everything" again ]

[rassera]

Four people, actually.

[Sorry, he's gonna answer that.

He sits himself up, trying to decide which actually hurts the most out of everything.]

My back. Definitely my back.

[It's a miracle its not a fine powder, Charlie.]

[animated]

I told you not to answer that.

[ But he says it with a little roll of his eyes, so it's apparent he's teasing. ]

Can you flip over? Or, I don't know, flop over?

[rassera]

[He smiles a little, doing his best to turn himself so his stomach is on the cushion of the couch, head brushing against the headrest. Arms reach up to pull his shirt towards his chest, showing his back.

Or, what should be his back. It's just as bruised as the rest of him, with bits of concrete and glass speckled around it. Cuts and dried blood for the finishing touch.]

How bad is it?

[animated]

Uh, well, honestly?

You look like you were hit by a car. And then they backed up and hit you again. And then for good measure, they drug you around for a few miles.

[rassera]

[He pauses a moment, before letting out a dark laugh as he presses his face into that armrest. It was...so much nicer than concrete. He'd forgotten how soft it was.]

Whooo....

Glad I can't see it!