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[oom: Time flies when you're having fun.]

Alex breathes out something like a sigh of relief upon finding Milliways on this side of the door. He could have kept going until he found a phone and seen the whole thing through as is, but it would be better all around if he has a few hours to recover first. Less people wondering what the hell kind of a trouble a ball boy could have gotten into.

His first priority, he guesses, is to get some towels and ice packs from the bar. For something like half the route, he's okay, if limping a little, but somewhere around the mid-point, he feels a wave of dizziness and decides that, actually, what he'd really like to do is sit down.

Now.

The lack of chairs doesn't really bother him; instead, he lets himself fall sit on the floor somewhat heavily and lower his head in the hopes of making the room spin a little less. What doesn't occur to him is that now, to the average observer, there's a fourteen-year-old boy covered in dirt and dust and bleeding from the back of his head (not to mention the scattering of wooden splinters all along his neck and back, and that's only what's currently visible) curled up on the floor.

What was he thinking earlier? Something about less questions?



[ooc: And closed to new threads unless I've poked you, I think. ♥ Alex'll be around for visiting soon.]

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[respectthegun]

"Kid, you're sitting where I'm trying to walk."

Lawton is really sympathetic and concerned. You can tell, because he didn't step on him.

[gorgonfondness]

Know who he's sure to worry?

Not only people who know him but people who don't know him but know and care about Scorpius.

He could probably hear a woman across the room cry out, "Scorpius!" in shock before someone rushes over to him.

Once Mia gets close enough to kneel down and start looking him over, she can see that he's not her not-quite-stepson. She can also see the blood on the back of his head and it only increases her concern.

"Are you all right?" she asks more calmly than her initial outburst. "What's happened?"

[scots_wolf]

"They have an infirmary here," a very tall, very broad-shouldered man with very long blond hair says.

He's leaning on the bar and watching football on the screen behind the bar, turning his head to impart this information to the boy on the floor.

[wheatencrown]

Demeter almost trips on him and sits beside him with a frown, she's in a green dress, not wearing any shoes and just came in from gardening,

"What happened to you?"

[madeyoudodge]

It takes about thirty seconds for someone to cross the floor, and fall into a much more controlled crosslegged seat near to him, knees only about six inches away.

Cathy ducks her head slightly, extending her hand with palm up, low but in his field of vision. "Hey," she says, and her voice is mostly calm but urgent. "Are you with me?"

[starrydome]

"Sit still." The voice is deep and warm. Kind even. But it's still if not an order then at least a very strong suggestion.

From a trained and very experienced professional.

[a1enzo]

And here's that green boy again, looking down at him with concern.

"Dude," he says, dropping into a squat. "Are you... no, of course you're not okay, BASIC question. Can you be moved?"