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[wingedman]

[Sam's in what looks somewhat like a more high-tech tattoo parlor - one of the body modification studios - and he looks more worried than panicked as he glances at the phone, his attention clearly at something (or someone) on the floor. In the background there's definite arguing going on:]

Sir please, you shouldn’t be [Only the first speaker was visible, a young woman with a variety of piercings and tattoos, likely the attendant given the scrubs she was wearing, visibly alarmed as she was trying to convince the person on the floor to stay there.]

I’ll be fine, christ you nag worse than my mother ever did- [Obviously this wasn’t working as well as she hoped, face paling slightly as there was an uncomfortable-sounding crunch and breathless cursing that followed the irritated reply.]

Hey, so if any of you teleporters are paying attention, I could use a little help here. And heads up to the hospital, you're gonna have a pain in the ass coming in real soon. [Sam glances away from the camera for a moment and pinches the bridge of his nose as he adds an aside] Stephen, you need to go to the fucking hospital, legs don't bend like that.

I’m not going to the fucking hospital, I can fix this myself-

[Narrator: But he couldn't.]

Please, someone get here and shut him up. Doesn't look like anything life-threatening, but he's got broken legs and god knows what else. And he's in the shittiest mood I've ever seen him in, and that's saying a lot.

[ooc: red is Sam, blue is Stephen, replies will probably come from either one (or both), but don't expect Stephen to be very nice.

Also Stephen's replies will come via yelling at Sam's phone. Because Sam is a jerk and won’t let him snatch it]

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[suckstobestrange]

I'm well aware of the details of compound fractures.

[Was someone a little snarly still? Not entirely surprising with the pain he was in, to say nothing of his mood in general.]

[wingedman]

Then stop fucking telling me you can fix it yourself.

[Sam hisses it through his teeth as he crouches down next to Stephen, and his concern is evident in his face. He places a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him just a little bit.]

Accept that you can't do everything yourself, Stephen, and that people care about you and want to help you.

[suckstobestrange]

I have to be able to though.

[Hissed out more than anything between gritted teeth.]

It's just me back home. Everyone else fucking left.

[wingedman]

[For a moment he wants to gather Stephen up in his arms. But that would hurt like hell, and there'll be plenty of time for that later. Plenty of time for more details. So he brushes a kiss against the sorcerer's temple instead.]

You aren't home right now. You're here, and I'm here, and I'm not gonna leave you. Okay?

[suckstobestrange]

[That reassurance is equal parts comforting, and terrifying. That there was someone still there for him was something he needed, but at the same time there was that nagging fear that at some point Stephen would just be too much for Sam to deal with, that he'd have to leave for his own good, and the sorcerer wouldn't even be able to blame him for it.]

...Okay.

[Slightly calmer, but it was debatable it would last past this moment.]

[wingedman]

[A gentle squeeze of Stephen's shoulder, and Sam settles down on the floor to sit next to him and maybe get a better look at his wounds.]

Jesus, you're a mess. Does the Sanctum move rooms around if you need it?

[suckstobestrange]

[For the moment he's mollified by the lack of mentioning hospitals or doctors. How long it will last? No one knows.]

On occasion, if it's feeling like it.

[wingedman]

I'm thinking you might need to stay downstairs for a bit.

[Sure, there are probably bedrooms downstairs, but Sam knows it's better to have a place that feels like your own.]

[suckstobestrange]

Maybe.

[In his current mood that's as close to an agreement as Sam is likely to get, he'd better enjoy it.]

[wingedman]

Unless you're hiding an elevator somewhere.

[Which is equally possible, honestly.]

[suckstobestrange]

Who told you about the ghost elevator?

[wingedman]

Okay, is a ghost elevator an elevator for ghosts or an elevator that's a ghost or-

[what is sam's life]

Can living people use it?

[suckstobestrange]

Well I've used it but that's not really saying much it being me and all.

[wingedman]

Ghost elevator.

[seriously bro]