day 2, 10pm-ish

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[Once some other matters have been settled, Angel finds herself with an hour to spare before curfew. Judy's announcement has probably gone off already, but for now... she would rather not return to her room. Not yet, anyway. That can wait until later, after she's gotten rid of all this nervous energy in her. Somehow. In some way. It's easier said than done.

But when she spots Luke, she only hesitates for a moment before flagging him down. She did watch him get hurt twice in the same day, after all.]

Ah, Luke. I'm sorry — I mean to ask earlier, but how is your nose?

[Not... broken anymore, hopefully. There aren't any convenient healing kits laying around, after all.]

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[He's aimlessly wandering, not quite ready to return to his room but also not entirely sure where to go. He's lost in thought and though his nose feels better it's still pretty sore.

It's for that reason when he hears Angel that he turns and while he doesn't exactly smile he tries to look as pleasant as possible without hurting himself. Still...they all saw some things that were a little messed up.]

It's back in mostly one piece if that's what you mean. [He winces a bit.] Sore though.

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["Messed up" is an understatement, but... It might be better not to think too much about it. With the confirmation that there are staff members among them and the knowledge that they purposely triggered this whole mess, all the survivors will have plenty of paranoia to last them for the next two months.

Assuming they survive that long, anyway.

Even if Luke doesn't smile, Angel will smile at him anyway.]

Yes, that's what I mean. [Teasing, kind of. She has eyes, pal.] Have you been able to procure ice? Or perhaps — something cold to apply to it? It should help with the pain.