[someone hears the loud clatter from the hallway and her name is Anya.
now of course Anya isn't very good at handling accidents, she's always well-meaning but fairly ill-equipped to handle them, but her feet guide her forward anyway. Upon entering the classroom, she's blinking in confusion at the astray power cord and the toppled chair and the fallen body—]
Riku!
[so here we are, she's quickly going to fall to her knees besides him, reaching her hand out as her fingers brush aside his hair as if looking for a bump. in her distress, she ends up questioning him in Russian first, which probably doesn't help the confusion.]
What happened? Ah - um. I mean... Are you okay? Injured?
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now of course Anya isn't very good at handling accidents, she's always well-meaning but fairly ill-equipped to handle them, but her feet guide her forward anyway. Upon entering the classroom, she's blinking in confusion at the astray power cord and the toppled chair and the fallen body—]
Riku!
[so here we are, she's quickly going to fall to her knees besides him, reaching her hand out as her fingers brush aside his hair as if looking for a bump. in her distress, she ends up questioning him in Russian first, which probably doesn't help the confusion.]
What happened? Ah - um. I mean... Are you okay? Injured?