There is no such thing as a good night's sleep in Broadhurst.
Varian has been startled awake by something or another almost every day this week, and today is no different. The commotion is such this time, however, that he actually gets up so fast that he hits his head on the ceiling in forgetting that he's...so close to the ceiling, and all. He hisses, holding both hands over his head but ignoring the pain for now as he looks over the edge at Salieri just...
Laying prone on the floor, illuminated by the light pouring in through the open door. It's enough to cause Varian's heart to make a desperate bid for escape from his body, leaping in his throat to lodge there and hammer away.]
Mr. Salieri-!?
[Ruddiger is decidedly less alarmed this time, if only because he's gotten used to people screaming at him. He's going back to bed, thanks...while Varian quickly moves for the ladder to the top bunk, sliding down it instead of taking it rung by rung like a normal person. He'll rush to Salieri's side after that, stooping down to one knee to take him by the shoulder.]
Oh no, oh no- please don't be dead, Salieri--?
[He is not dead, but Varian is also like...barely awake and only a single braincell is firing. He's maybe been a lot more worried about that rule than he's been letting on to the others.]
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There is no such thing as a good night's sleep in Broadhurst.
Varian has been startled awake by something or another almost every day this week, and today is no different. The commotion is such this time, however, that he actually gets up so fast that he hits his head on the ceiling in forgetting that he's...so close to the ceiling, and all. He hisses, holding both hands over his head but ignoring the pain for now as he looks over the edge at Salieri just...
Laying prone on the floor, illuminated by the light pouring in through the open door. It's enough to cause Varian's heart to make a desperate bid for escape from his body, leaping in his throat to lodge there and hammer away.]
Mr. Salieri-!?
[Ruddiger is decidedly less alarmed this time, if only because he's gotten used to people screaming at him. He's going back to bed, thanks...while Varian quickly moves for the ladder to the top bunk, sliding down it instead of taking it rung by rung like a normal person. He'll rush to Salieri's side after that, stooping down to one knee to take him by the shoulder.]
Oh no, oh no- please don't be dead, Salieri--?
[He is not dead, but Varian is also like...barely awake and only a single braincell is firing. He's maybe been a lot more worried about that rule than he's been letting on to the others.]