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Is this how it works? Ha! Got it!

Hey, this is the equivalent of getting in touch with the mighty Kumou Tenka - yours truly - if I'm otherwise busy. Tell me what you need and I'll get back to you as soon as possible! Talk to you soon.

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[Tenka reads the placards -- and he doesn't buy it for a second. "Accident"? No, he doesn't think that accidents really happen around here, especially when people end up hurt as a result. Still though, he's angry.

Katsura's words are placating and Elizabeth's trying to get him to settle down too, but the fact of the matter is that right now - for whatever reason - Katsura can't walk and if anyone knows how frustrating that is, it's Tenka. He's gritting his teeth even as he rolls his wheelchair back to allow Katsura room to enter and he scoffs.]

I've been in this for a lot longer, Kotarou -- I can definitely still take down whatever asshole did this to you.

-- and don't think you're off the hook, either! What did you do?!

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ It was definitely an accident, but Tenka is free to feel how he likes. Elizabeth pushes Katsura in, since his arms are full with delicious food for his friend, and the door shuts behind them. Elizabeth busies taking the food from Katsura and heads to the kitchen to fix it up for them.

Katsura isn't wearing any sandals, but socks, so he doesn't bother to take them off (I mean, he's not really stepping on the floor but he would have taken them off if he had them on.) ]</sub>

If you feel so strongly to push this blame on someone, the enemy that was able do this to me is perished. You don't need to worry.

<sub>[ Katsura is prideful. Admitting something is his fault never, EVER happens. But here he is, admitting somebody else did it just because Tenka feels like it should be that way.

It's his fault, though. ]</sub>

[sunshrouded]

[ . . . . and it still doesn't sit right with him. Mostly because it doesn't sit right with him that Katsura went out to do something dangerous and Tenka was probably sitting at home, stuck in his wheelchair when it happened. Maybe it's a little unrealistic to think that he could've been much help but -- isn't that why he hates being confined to this damn thing anyway?]

Don't tell me not to worry. [Though at least that's more of a grumble.] Of course I'm going to worry, idiot.

You can't just show up at my door like that -- I can't just take it easy now! Are you sure they're gone?! How'd you get into that kind of mess anyway?

[He has so many questions and there's one that he hasn't bothered to ask yet.

Is it permanent?]

[bakudanma]

It's not idiot, it's Katsura.
_{[ Katsura heaves a sigh, though, Tenka's concern is appreciated; he usually doesn't have people so openly worry about him and the attention is.. nice. He wouldn't argue about that. Zura wheels around, a little bit closer to Tenka so he doesn't have to yell and they both can just.. have a conversation at eye level now. ]}

I blew them up— with a bomb.
That's how I know. It was just a robot. _{[ just a robot, of all things, how shameful. ]}
There were many of them.. we were infiltrating the Research Lab, but the robot fired at the bomb and it.. exploded prematurely.

I was pinned under rubble.
_{[ He was crushed, more like it, and shards of bones from his leg were sticking out of his skin. ]}