Family Reunion {Jamie/Stanislav}

[Mothtoto.]

Jamie took a step back, checking out the damage he had done. He didn't know whether to smile or to grimace. He looked up at Hatty, startled at the series of yelling that seemed to have consumed her. "I'm sorry! But, he went around snogging my twin sister when I'm drunk! It's not my fault I was under the influence."

Jamie crossed his arms, resembling a small child pouting about not getting the toy of their fancy. He turned around, still angry. Jamie sighed and turned back to his sister and Stanislav. So, what do we need to do about him?" He gestured at Stan.

[Alicia H.]

(OOC; Adjekfa! I feel so left out. D= Let me catch up...)

Alice smiled as she shook Jamie's hand, but looked past him in confusion as he quickly left to confront some kissing couple. She had a feeling almost right away that this wasn't going to turn out well. Watching as the poor guy got first punched in the nose and then kicked. She couldn't help wincing at the thought of how bad that must hurt. Of course she would have run over to help right away, but she wasn't exactly the calmest type when blood was involved. She stayed pretty much in the same place, peeking out behind the Jamie guy to see what was happening. God, this evening was turning out to be more exciting then she had first thought.

"Um, are you.. alright?" she asked quietly, stepping closer. Yeah, it was a pretty stupid question. Of course he wasn't alright. She looked around at the injured guy, Jamie, and his sister, and suddenly feeling like she was all up in someone else's business she blushed and backed out a little ways. "Sorry, I guess I'm not really part of this." She stood out of the way awkwardly hoping this would end peacefully, and that the kid's nose would please stop bleeding.

[Waddle]

"We weren't snogging! It was just a little kiss. I swear, I'm never letting you within two hundred paces of alcohol ever again, Jamie. And isn't there a clinic or doctor of some kind around here?" She looked at Alice questioningly. "Oh, no, it's alright, Alice." She didn't know what else to say, and just kept looking between the bleeding Stan, the angry Jamie, and the awkward Alice. Finally deciding that Stan seemed to be alright at that second, she stepped over to Alice.

"You alright? You look a little pale. Wanna sit down?" She pulled a empty chair closer to them. Hopefully Alice knew a little something about where they needed to take Stan for his broken nose. Hatty glanced at Jamie, a little worried. Hopefully her shouting hadn't upset him too much. But he was a tough boy, and he could get over it or they could make amends later. Right then, with Alice looking faint, and Stan bleeding like a stuck hog, Jamie was last on her mind. They had fought all their lives and they still loved each other. The fact that Jamie would punch anyone for her made her smile to herself. He was a good brother, even though he did need to lay off the alcohol.

[Anty]

Stan wiped the blood off his front with his jacket sleeve, trying to staunch the flow. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate on something, anything, except the pain. "No, no, I'm fine. And I don't want to see a doctor, or a clinic, or anything, I'll be fine," he said, and he was obviously still in pain. Stan wasn't the kind to try to bother people with unnecessary problems, especially when he had met them only moments ago. Plus, he had never heard of anybody going to the doctor's office for a broken nose, seeing as there was nothing they could really do.

He was now applying pressure to his nose with the arm of his jacket, its normally gray color was now a gross brownish red. He sighed, the night was not fancying him.

[Mothtoto.]

Jamie started snickering and giggling at Stan, but then realized that was rude and inappropriate. He stuck his fist in his mouth, to stifle his laughter, but ended up nearly choking on his balled up hand, gagging on the air around it. He yanked it out his fist, gasping for breath. He looked at Stan, unable to not keep a smirk from his face, and decided he should do something about the man's broken nose.

Jamie walked closer to him, positioned in front of him. "I'm just going to..." He wiggled his fingers, and yanked Stan's nose back to its original, straight place.

[Alicia H.]

Alice nodded gratefully and took the seat Hatty offered. She peered curiously at the injured boy from her perch on the chair, and was glad that he didn't seem to need serious medical attention. I hope he'll be okay.. she thought to herself, leaning back into the chair and letting out a sigh. Slightly distracted for a few moments, her eyes wandered around the room. They seemed to have caused quite a scene, but people were slowly returning to their dance. She bit her lip in thought as she wondered if her parents would hear about this. But that was a stupid thought. No one here knew her parents, right?

Her mind snapped back to the present as she just missed Stan getting his nose fixed. It took her a moment to catch up, and by then she was happy she hadn't been paying attention. Alice narrowed her eyes and took a mental note. Remind yourself never to be a doctor, no matter how much they pay you. Now that it seemed everything was going to be alright she felt herself relax. She hadn't even realized she had been tense in the first place. "Well now.. lets hope that heals alright." grinning, she got up from the chair. "At least that didn't require a doctor. Or a certified one anyway." she added, glancing at Jamie.

[Anty]

The pain started to ebb away from him. Stan saw Jamie approach him, and he cowered slightly, not sure what the drunkard would do next. He felt his nose crack back into place, which was good because it meant he didn't have to get surgery done on it later in life. But for now, the searing pain wasn't helping much. Words weren't able to come from his mouth any longer, but instead a quiet croaking noise. Which was probably a good thing because the words that would have escaped his mouth would not have been very pleasant.

Stan's head hit the table with a thud. It had hit the sharp corner of the table, which had led to a cut along the forehead, near the edge of his hair. The blood seeped into his eyes. Then everything went black. He had fainted.

((OOC: I hope this makes sense, I don't have muse for Stan at the moment. ))

[Waddle]

Hatty returned the nod a little distractedly, then followed Alice's eyes around the room. Good, the people were going back to whatever they had been doing. In places like this, one punch could start a full scale bar fight with every man and woman for his or her self. She looked back at Stan. Almost stepping forward to stop Jamie, she caught herself because she knew it would have been to late. But he only cracked Stan's nose back into place. She sighed with relief.

But she did step forward as Stan passed out. This was just great. She put a hand under his chin, lifting his face away from the table. She put one finger on his eyelid and lifted it to watch his pupil's reaction, and then the other. Good, they worked right. "At least he doesn't have brain damage," she said, more to herself than anyone else. "Well, that is that the blow to the table caused," she added with a quiet laugh.

((OOC: I've no muse for Hatty either, Saps! xD Hope the last paragraph wasn't too confusing xD))

[Mothtoto.]

Jamie watched as Stanislav hit the table, and the slid into unconsciousness. Jamie let out a faint, "Ooh..." as his head hit the sharp edge of the table he was sitting at. He grimaced at the now still figure when Hatty lifted his head from the table and examined him. "At least, we won't have to take him to the doctor, will we?" he added the last two words with a hopeful glance at his sister, then to Alice.

Jamie straightened himself to full height and dusted himself off, wondering if he was going to get any sleep, either because of his now guilty conscious, or because they might have to stay up and care for Stanislav. "Does anyone know what time it is, and when we can retire to bed?" he asked inquiringly. He looked down at his rather large feet guiltily, knowing he was the cause of this man's pain and state of unconsciousness.

((OOC: No muse for Jamie, either. ))