The mail duty goes the same s'always... In other words, boringly. Taye grins at Rah and then returns to passing out mail, though the pile quickly dwindles. When he's reached the end, he sighs and slumps his shoulders. Ahhh, relief.

Rahier chuckles. Y'seem a bit bored, soldier, don'tcha like doin' your duty? He grins again and pats Taye upon his shoulder, watching the mob of mailclaimers wander themselves away. And here it comes, the healer-squint. At Taye's forehead. Feelin' a bit better, it looks like?

Dandelion comes staggering away from the rest of his class, looking somewhat groggy and looking for someplace to sit. He's keeping his head tilted back, a cloth pressed at his nose, which is bleeding rather heavily.

Taye notes the healer squint with a faint grin. Yeah, Da'. I'm fine. He rolls his eyes, shouldering the empty mail sack before turning and - woah. Spying Dandelion's predicament, he glances at Rahier out of the corner of his eye. Think someone else could use yer attention.

Sorrel at some point had wandered in to watch. She was lucky enough to join the lp during their time at the abbey. no recruit schedule for her. She watches, poking her rib and grimacing respectively.

Dandelion tries to look around without tilting his head too much forward, and eventually spots a bench, towards which he heads sorta straight.

Rahier beams. Ahehehe. Well. That is, until a significantly more bloody hare enters. ;p Ahh, what's this, then? he enquires, moving toward Dandelion's bench. A bap t'th'nose, hm? That is, of course, rather likely.

Yes, sah. Despite being a bit woozy, Dandelion recognises an officer when he sees one, and promptly switches paws on the cloth so he can salute with the proper hand. Ab fid, sah. he says, putting on a brave face.

Taye follows after Rahier, eyeing the gushing nose with slight displeasure but none of his usual fainting tendencies. Ya don't look it.

Sorrel eyes the recruits with some interest, a bit to tender at the moment to smile too widely, much less bounce around greeting everyone.

Dandelion is actually starting to feel a little wobbly, what with the blood and all. A thigk a need t' sit dobd... he murmurs, and plops down on the bench, leaning back against the wall. Stupid dose...

Ahh, yeh, that I can see, he replies, with mild amusement. Someone hitcha a bit too hard? With a slight grin, he moves his paw to separate bloody cloth from squishy nose. Lemme see. Didja break it? His other paw feels tentatively at Dandelion's snout.

Dandelion flinches visibly, but manages not to yowl. Bloody and sore though it may be, it doesn't feel like the nose is broken. Of course, that doesn't make it hurt or bleed any less.

Sorrel watches, reminded of Rothal. eheh. injuries happened far to often in the mountain

Coming in on his crutches Ral glances around and smiles Hey.

Rahier winces in practiced sympathy. Ah well, jus' sit here f'a bit... He disposes of the bloody cloth, fishing some fresh gauze from a pocket, to wrap around the immediate area of Dandelion's ensanguined nose. Keep a bit o' pressure on it. It'll stop righ' up.

Taye can't help but grin at the sight of Dandelion's snout all wrapped up, and so he brings a paw up to cover his mouth, hehing softly. He turns as Ral nears, nodding.

Sorrel turns towardsRral, a little too quickly, and screws up her face in pain. Agh, gaddamn...

Ral sighs a bit at the sight of Sorrel wincing Should really slow down a bit there Sorrel.

Thagks, sah. Dandelion says, trying not to sound as miserable as he is feeling at the moment, although proper healer care helped a bit.

The other recruits of Dandelion's class begin to file out, and some take the time to pass him by and pat him encouragingly on the shoulder.

Ral moves over towards Dandelion You alright there Dande?

Dandelion looks up at Ral, nodding a little. Yea, a thigk so.

Ral nods and says Looks painful..

Taye shakes his and chuckles, turning and moving a little ways off from the gathering crowd. Odd lot. He glances around thoughtfully, searching the leaving recruits for any beast he knows.

Dandelion shakes his head a little. Jus' a bi' sore. he murmurs.

Ral smiles a bit That's good, Least it's not like my leg..

Rahier ties off the end of his bandage roll, placing it back into his pocket as he stands. Y'can see me in th'infirmary if it gets bad again, he says, before stepping back some.

Dandelion makes an attempt at standing up, and succeeds pretty well. A shoud ged goidk. he says, motioning towards the final stragglers from his group, who are leaving for the dorms.

Dandelion salutes the major a final time, and then heads for the door, walking quite a bit more carefully than usual. As he goes out, two other recruits intercept him and - taking him by a shoulder each - start to lead him to the dormitories.