Who: Wyatt and Arthur What: LMAO just LMFAO, oh. When: Early Afternoon Where: Med bay Rating: Mun is far too amused. Low Status: Incomplete
The pain blasted past intense to numb and disquieting. Arthur gritted his teeth and hobbled back toward the apartment with blood pooling inside his boot. It hardly registered how he must look to others all his intent was getting back and seeing what the actual damage was. He swore under his breath when he stumbled over a rock and jarred his wounded foot. Pain blossomed in a spectacular manner, crippling him as he waited for it to dull to something not even close to tolerable.
This was rich. Morgana would get a long laugh at his expense, and he was in a state of mind where he would let her, so long as she helped him get the damn boot off his foot. He'd been injured multiple times, but never by his own doing, not in many, many years and that alone grated at his nerves. It would be the one time he dared try something new here on his own that it went afoul.
Grunting, Arthur hauled his sorry self in through the doors and dreaded the eight-floor climb to his room.