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[blastiafreak]

I need someone to heal a stab wound. Sooner rather than later.

[ooc: After the AU curse where she tortured her best friends, Rita's back to...well, uncursed. Not so much normal. She intended to filter this away from people who were involved, but was too busy thinking about other things sob.]

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[drizzlinginside.livejournal.com]

[There's that evident sadness in her voice, but when she says the next words, there's also that hint of concern.] Just don't beat yourself up too much. You were cursed. That's all there is to it.

[Even if that NPC child really traumatized her.]

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[blastiafreak]

[If Rita were responding in voice, she'd be running her mouth off again, like always--getting flustered and angry; she knows she was cursed--but since she's only texting, she can take a moment to sit back, breathe, and not be any more of a jerk to her friends than she's already been.]

I won't. [She will. The next part is so difficult to ask, but she has to know.]

Did you get out?

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[drizzlinginside.livejournal.com]

I did. [And so you won't worry anymore.] And so did the rest of the people inside.

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[blastiafreak]

Okay...good. [She's so relieved it almost hurts, though it won't stop her from being concerned.]