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[ it probably wouldn't come as a surprise to anyone that nick has gone hard at this event -- and that was fine, when his magic was keeping up and healing everything as quickly as it came, but by the third day he's not nearly so efficient. there's a littering of cuts and marks and bruises painting a picture of nick's involvements, pretty white lace ruined with dried blood, but he smiles still, sweet and beaming, when he sees barry. ]

I can't go for a run now, I hate exercise. [ nick is not drunk but he feels it a little, exhaustion seeping over into delirium as he props himself upright on a bit of furniture. ] It probably is time to go though, huh.