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Saturday night

It's been a rough day.

Not wanting to beat things up for once, and not wanting to run into anyone she knows in town (especially since she knows John is there), Aeryn decides to go for a walk on the school grounds.

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Beka's trying not to lean on Janet as they slowly make their way...somewhere. Janet's directing her, and she hopes it's to her room. Her roommates may kill her, but at least she can sleep.

When she looks up, blinking into focus, she sees maybe the last person she wanted to see besides Cam. Aeryn.

She tries to turn away, but Janet's still walking. When she catches Aeryn's eye, finally, she looks bruised. And that hurts. "Sun."

Aeryn takes one look at her and lets out a startled, "What happened to you?"

"Nothing I didn't want." The words are bitter, but she's not mad at Aeryn. She wishes she knew how to tell her she was sorry.

Aeryn's not about to tell anyone that she's actually been worried about them all day, so she settles for, "It really is much easier to just shoot something that can't fight back."

If she could, Beka would blink. There's something peculiar in Aeryn's tone. "I'll keep that in mind."

She notices Archie standing there gaping at them. "Hey. Archie, right?"

Archie nods cautiously. "And you're Beka, correct?"

This, at last, makes her laugh. Oh, gods, her ribs hurt. She coughs. "Yeah. Beka Valentine. We met the other night. I looked... healthier."

This is going to hurt both of them, and not physically. Janet pauses, and tries not to notice the hurt in each woman's eyes.

"Aeryn," says Janet calmly. "Hey."

"Hey back," she says, and repeats quickly, "what happened?"

"Camulus," Janet says, spitting his name out like it's filthy. "The bastard."

She swivels her head, and regrets it instantly. Her head swims. "It's not his fault. No matter what it looked like. I called him."

"Are you all right?" Aeryn asks, though she realizes it's probably a stupid question.

"We're going to the clinic," says Janet. "I think her ribs are bruised, but we need to make sure they're not broken."

"Just take me to bed. I'll be fine." She's not all right, but there's nothing Aeryn or anyone can do, really. So, to Aeryn, she says, "I'll survive. You?" She wants to ask what happened, but Aeryn's not the type to talk.

Aeryn barely knows what they're talking about, but this isn't the time for questions. "I'm already surviving," she says, and adds, "He already called me. It just needs time."

She's relieved. Very. "I'm glad. I hoped... Just. I'm glad he called."

Aeryn's not about to bring up Cam right now. "We'll work it out," she says. "You should get yourself looked at. Make sure nothing's really wrong with you."

(OOC: Will be out soon.)

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Janet rolls her eyes. That's Beka, stubborn to the end. Thankfully--sort of--she's not sure Beka could make it to her room on her own. So they're going to the clinic, like it or not. After Beka and Aeryn work out whatever it is they need to work out.

(OOC: They're done. It's fine. Just get her out of there.)

(OOC: Cool. Will do.)

Janet feels Beka's weight shift a bit, and shoulders in closer to support her more.

"We really should go," says Janet. Yeah, Beka has a magical roommate, but she neither knows, nor trusts magical healing. "If you don't want to go to the infirmary, you're going to have to let me check you over in your room before I let you sleep."

(OOC: We can just do a quick "and so it shall be" post on that, if you want. Janet presumes lots of bruising, no internal injuries except for maybe bruised ribs, nothing serious, but she'd prefer a checkover to be positive. FYI.)

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"Good," Aeryn says, because she's looked this bad before and hates seeing it on another person. "You definitely should do that."

"You called him?" Janet's voice is disbelieving. "Honey, I know you like to play with fire, but he's a raging inferno." She shakes her head. "You know what you're getting into most of the time, but with him, no matter what you think you're in for--" She pauses and bites back whatever she was going to say. "Whatever you think you're in for, it can always get worse."

"No lectures. I'm a big girl. It wouldn't have been the first time I..." She stops herself. This, this she's shared with no one but Cameron. "I could've handled it."

"If you say so." Janet doesn't want to press the matter, and she's said all she has to say on the situation anyway.

(OOC - you dumping me off at the clinic?)

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