ichoosefight: (🌹 not fly per se)
Stephanie Brown ([personal profile] ichoosefight) wrote2011-07-10 10:33 pm

62 - Voice - Gravity will forever be my enemy

[ Private to Dally ]

Hey Dally? Can you do me a favor and keep quiet about it? I need your help.

[identity profile] failed-bluff.livejournal.com 2011-07-11 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[SIIIIIGH. Steph, you ask so much of him.] Whadd'ya want?

[identity profile] ichoosefight.livejournal.com 2011-07-11 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
I just need a hand getting back up to my room. I think I sprained my ankle.

[identity profile] failed-bluff.livejournal.com 2011-07-11 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Good job. Where are you?

[identity profile] ichoosefight.livejournal.com 2011-07-11 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Very bottom of the stairs. Like, very very bottom. In front of the door to zero.

Video --> Spamalam

[identity profile] failed-bluff.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, yeah, hold your horses. I'll be there.

[He might be getting some sort of sick kick out of this. But he comes to the rescue in good time, managing to get to the door of zero in about five minutes.]

Spamalamadingdong

[identity profile] ichoosefight.livejournal.com 2011-07-12 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Steph isn't getting a kick out of this. She's heard about what happened on the network. She's furious, covered in bruises, and sort of huddled against the stairs. ]

Let's just get out of here.

Re: Spamalamadingdong

[identity profile] failed-bluff.livejournal.com 2011-07-13 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, it's a bit less of a kick when he realizes she's actually, y'know, hurt. Sparing her the taunting he had intended, he offers a hand to help her off of the floor.]

So. You gonna tell me what happened, or am I gonna have to stir up a hell of a lot of trouble til you spit it out?

Re: Spamalamadingdong

[identity profile] ichoosefight.livejournal.com 2011-07-13 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I fell down the stupid freaking stairs. [ She practically spits it out. ]

I was going to- I was supposed to! [ She manages to stop herself from punching the wall, but the urge is obviously there. ]

I must've bumped my head on the way down. By the time I woke up it was all over.