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[Falling out of the sky to crash his back into a bench that doesn't quite catch his fall is... not on his agenda for the day. Making the most unpleasant sound from the ground, Vanitas grips the back of his head when he carefully pushes himself up onto an elbow to see where he was.

This 'getting hauled wherever whatever entity thinks is funny' is so old so fast.

Ugh.]

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[prevanity.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[Running over to him now, even though he's a total stranger in weird clothes.]

You okay?

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[It's awfully strange to see Ventus coming to see if he's okay, quirking an eyebrow up as he works on sitting up further.] I just fell twenty something feet out of the air; do you think I'm fine?

[Auughhh feeling like he got ran over by a truuuuuckkkk]

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

[You're getting a cure as she hurries over.]

Are you alright?

[subvertio.livejournal.com]

[This isn't someone he recognizes, so the cure is a bit ... strange, but he doesn't complain much. Instead of sitting up, he's going to roll onto his side and attempt to get up from there.]

I've been much better.

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

[Offers a hand, in case he needs help getting up.]

Do you need another Cure?