十 七 ; shí qī

[getsomesleep]

[Huo's handwriting is still a bit shaky from post-dragon shenanigans, but not overmuch. This was not going to make him anything less that absolutely proper.]

In the event that any are concerned, I am pleased to say that I am well; unfortunately, others are less so. I have found Above-gūniang within a glass cocoon in Stuff, Inc. She appears well otherwise, and is restored to her proper form, but of course I cannot say when she might emerge. Any assistance in watching over her will be greatly appreciated: she is in an inconvenient location.

-- 火

[And that's it. Not a word more. All business. Dragon what dragon.]

Comments

[feathered-earth.livejournal.com]

She

I'll find some blankets and give you a hand.

[getsome-sleep.livejournal.com]

My thanks.

[OOC: Handwave unless you feel like logging angst? ^^]

[longnosedliar.livejournal.com]

[Tap tap tap. Well, Huo, you are being remarkably casual for someone who nearly got nommed by a dragon. Sniper confirms the suspicion that Huo is indeed a very strange man.]

I'm glad you're okay. And whoever's stuck in a cocoon should be okay, too. It's happened before.

[getsome-sleep.livejournal.com]

[The first role of traumatiems is that you don't talk about traumatiems.]

And yourself, Sniper-jūn?

[longnosedliar.livejournal.com]

I won't be back in the Yard for a little while, but I'm doing all right. Is Hawk okay? I haven't seen him write for [PAUUUSE OKAY OBVIOUS REASONS]

[Okay Sniper try that again.]

Is he okay?

[getsome-sleep.livejournal.com]

[Quick, court writing here, not a brushstroke out of place.]

The last I saw with him, he still bore some injuries, but was otherwise well.

[longnosedliar.livejournal.com]

[Sniper is not nearly as subtle with his writing. The way he pauses to doodle little circles around his writing is a clear sign of wariness.]

Okay.

The last you saw him? Don't you two live together?

[Tact: Sniper fails at it.]

[getsome-sleep.livejournal.com]

[Oh it's all right, Huo can be as annoyingly evasive as he needs to.]

We do. But he often walks about.

[longnosedliar.livejournal.com]

Is that really okay?

[And Sniper is easily fooled. He accepts it at face value with a sigh.]

At least you two have each other to make sure you both recover. Give him my well wishes for me, will you?

[getsome-sleep.livejournal.com]

[And he may not know it, but that's a great relief.]

I shall, please do not be concerned.

[And after a moment:]

I have not properly thanked Sniper-jūn for his assistance. If it were not for your skill and courage, things may have turned out ill indeed.

[longnosedliar.livejournal.com]

[It's too bad these things don't show video. Huo gets to miss out on Sniper grinning like a loon, blushing and laughing to himself. Compliments always work. Hohohoh, he feels like a Man. With a capital M. Man. Bamf.]

Hey, you were pretty gutsy back there too! Besides, what kinda man would I be if I just walked away?

[getsome-sleep.livejournal.com]

[Oh it's all right, Huo can imagine it. He knows what he's trying for, after all.]

There is glory even in doing only what one must. I do not wish for anything like it to ever happen again; yet if it does, I should wish for you at my side.

[pompous_today.livejournal.com]

... Thank you for letting us know. I will be by to help watch her.

[getsome-sleep.livejournal.com]

Thank you - Simon-yīshēng, if I am not mistaken?