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[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

[There's the sound of what seems to be someone speaking urgently, becoming louder and louder as the voice gets closer to the journal.]

Oh, God-- my face . . . can't feel anything-- what's...

Terri? Terri, are you in here?!

Can't breathe-- My arm... good lord, my arm! what happened...?

[It's at this point Hank catches his reflection in a mirror. There's silence for a moment, followed by a drawn out yell.

Anyone on floor 3 are likely to hear this, especially as he barges into the hallway.]

This isn't me! Where am I?!

Hello? Anyone?!

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dictated;

[payback.livejournal.com]

[she's not in the castle... but this guy sounds like he needs help.]

...Hello?

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Who said that?

Is anyone there?

[payback.livejournal.com]

I'm not with you. You're going to want to look for a book.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ is not supposed to talk to him but... that doesn't mean she can't try to get someone else to help him, right? ]

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

[Go ahead. In the mean time, Hank'll be wigging out. What with the whole, ohmigod why is half my face metal.]

[tough-teacher.livejournal.com]

[She's in her room on the third floor when she hears that yell. Yep, she's definitely stepping out into the hallway to see what's going on.]

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind the tall cyborg dude, he's just in the hallway havin' a bit of a panic attack.]

[tough-teacher.livejournal.com]

[She's just assuming you have some really ugly automail. And, thus, is not really that alarmed by your appearance. But that panic attack is a problem.]

Are you alright?

[true-superboy.livejournal.com]

Henshaw?

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Yes?

I'm sorry... have... we met?

[true-superboy.livejournal.com]

Yes. It's Superboy-Prime...why are you freaking out?

[12winged-dealer.livejournal.com]

_{[Oh he remembers your voice, and even your face to go with the voice for his one week of bliss when he had his sight. And your screaming intrigues him in all the wrong ways.]}

Do you need some sort of assistance, Hank?

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Yes I--

E-excuse me, but have we met...?

[12winged-dealer.livejournal.com]

Back when we were trapped in that shadow of a human town and we were all forced to go to school. We met in the park.

_{[ooc: I was so sure he said his name... I am so sure... please tell me he said his name /face-palms]}

dictated;

[payback.livejournal.com]

[she's not in the castle... but this guy sounds like he needs help.]

...Hello?

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Who said that?

Is anyone there?

[payback.livejournal.com]

I'm not with you. You're going to want to look for a book.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ is not supposed to talk to him but... that doesn't mean she can't try to get someone else to help him, right? ]

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

[Go ahead. In the mean time, Hank'll be wigging out. What with the whole, ohmigod why is half my face metal.]

[tough-teacher.livejournal.com]

[She's in her room on the third floor when she hears that yell. Yep, she's definitely stepping out into the hallway to see what's going on.]

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind the tall cyborg dude, he's just in the hallway havin' a bit of a panic attack.]

[true-superboy.livejournal.com]

Henshaw?

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Yes?

I'm sorry... have... we met?

[12winged-dealer.livejournal.com]

_{[Oh he remembers your voice, and even your face to go with the voice for his one week of bliss when he had his sight. And your screaming intrigues him in all the wrong ways.]}

Do you need some sort of assistance, Hank?

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Yes I--

E-excuse me, but have we met...?