Mara looked up from her book. <span style='color:orange'>"Nothing important. Just asking if you wanted me to pop your back or something."</span> She grinned. <span style='color:orange'>"But you seemed to have done that on your own."</span>. Mara out down her book and went into the kitchen to get some juice out of the fridge.There wasn't really anything in there that really struck her eye. Some of it seemed to have gone bad. She threw away the molding juice. Seh had a feeling that the people before her had been severe partiers or something. She went back to reading her book, or atleast was trying to. Stryx was whining and moaning, so she was concentrating more on him than her book. She sighed and put it down. Mara walked over to his bed and carefully stepped on the posts, then his back. When she reached the middle of his back however, she seem to hit a nerve, and he yelp/screamed, making her jump off in fear she had hurt him.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Writer's block=icky...</td></tr></table> Stryx twitched and gaped, <span style='color:red'>"Fucking... ow."</span> he breathed. Surpriseingly though, it seemed to have de-fucked up his back. The pain was beginning to ebb away slowly, leavung behind a dull, warmish feeling to the muscles. <span style='color:red'>"Whatever the hell you just did, it helped."</span> He said, sitting up and shrugging his shoulders experimentally. <span style='color:red'>"For a minute there I thought I might have to go find the school nurse or something."</span> Stryx flashed Mara a thumbs up. <span style='color:red'>"'My hero' 'n all that jazz,"</span> He said, <span style='color:red'>"Thanks"</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Ditto.. ><''</td></tr></table> Mara nodded. <span style='color:orange'>"No problemo. Just here to help."</span> She walked back over into the kitchen where the pizza was still sitting. It had gotten a bit cold now, but she didn't care. She grabbed one of the remaining pieces and shoved the box in the fridge. She walked back over to her bed and laid down, thinking that pizza would probably end up moldy by tomorrow morning. She picked up her book and started reading again.
