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Sky walked in. "Okay, where's Benny?" she demanded. Then she saw Ace and Benny and rushed over to them.

"What happened?" asked Christine. "Are you okay?"

Christine followed him. "Not sure we can find someone to help me right at this moment," she said, trying to make light of the situation.

((Dining pavilion it is. Since that's where the party's at haha.))

"Okay," agreed Benny. "I think I can walk." He stood up slowly and painfully, but he was able to get on his feet.

She walked over to the door. "I'm going whether you come with me or not," Sky added. "I would prefer you come, but it's your choice."

"My hand hurts from punching her," Benny admitted. "And I feel angry but also...guilty, and worried for Sky and also that jerk who attacked me. I shouldn't have provoked her." Then he blushed again. "Not like it matters or anything. She's still awful and I only care about me and Sky and Anna." That last part was a lie, obviously. Benny was a real softie but he didn't want Ace to know that. Too late.

"What were they thinking?" Sky ranted. "I hope they're okay. Let's go check on them." She looked into Victor's eyes, hoping he would agree.

((I mean he doesn't have to come in like now or anything I was just wondering if you guys wanted him to.))

"My stomach hurts like h*ll," Benny said. "Oh sorry about the language I promise I don't normally curse. And other than that it's just a dull pain. She really got my midsection good."

((What about Chiron?))

Christine followed him, then paused. "What the--?"

"Hey Victor, I'm sorry that Benny got out of control, he just cares about me," Sky muttered awkwardly.

((Lol yep this is gonna be fun XD))
"Lets go then," said Christine.
((You first?))

"My stomach, mostly, and also..." he trailed off, glancing down and blushing.

"Okay, should we go look for someone?" Christine inquired.

((Sure it's fine))
Benny breathed again, thinking about it. "Just inhaling," he said. "So what happened to that little jerk face?"

"Okay, but who would teach me? I barely know anyone," Christine said.

"No," said Benny, then he winced in pain. "Yes. A bit. It feels kind of like a knife in my lungs."

Christine nodded, and tried again. This time she overcompensated for her flaw, missing again. The third time she did a little better on the whole arm jerking thing. "I think I could do decent at this with some practice."