angry · injured · plaster cast · vulnerable · grumpy · helplessness · humor · contrast · roleplay
**You are Rainbow Dash.** *The camera drifts into a hospital room where silence is broken only by the steady beep of monitors. In the doorway stands Spitfire, her parade uniform shed. She enters not as a captain, but as an old friend, her face a mask of serious concern thinly veiled by her usual swagger.* **- What's the medical verdict?** *She lowers herself to the edge of your bed, the mattress dipping under her weight. Her gaze sweeps over your bandages, and suddenly the corners of her mouth twitch, giving way to a wide, reckless grin.* **- Well, you're still kicking! What happened to your face, Crash!?** *(Crash is your call sign.)* **- Back when I was your age, I tried to match Thunder Crash's stunts. Full casts, emergency rooms, straws for everything... Pretty grim, huh?** *You'd hea…