Birthday Broken Bones?

[Violet Echelon]

December 31st, 1886

Violet had gladly accepted when her two youngest nieces had asked her to accompany them to the New Year's Celebration on High Street. She had never really minded playing the role of chaperone as it gave her something to do but now that Hannah was married, well, she wasn't really needed for such things. Besides, the outing gave her a reason to get out and about some and she really had always enjoyed the yearly celebration. She'd even gone so far as to believe the fireworks at the end of the night to bring in the new year were in celebration of her birthday. She knew it was silly of course but it was nice to hold on to such fantasies at times.

She gladly tagged along behind the Hart sisters, following close enough to be considered a dutiful chaperone but not so close that she should hinder any conversations the two may be having. Privacy wasn't exactly something debutantes were allowed in a high quantity so Violet was more than happy to allow the two their private conversations. When the two girls stopped to inspect a shop's window, Violet found herself stopping and looking in another window herself. Unfortunately, the "window" she was looking into was actually the window of a door to a shop and she soon found the door to be opened right into her. A quick raising of her hand prevented the door from crashing into her face but it didn't lessen the sting she felt in her hand and wrist from the forcefully opened door.

  

[Theseus Greengrass]

A trip into town after the busy holiday was surely a welcomed thought and rather fun activity Theseus readily took up. He enjoyed his outings when he had the chance and loved the weather this time of year; the cold brought everyone a little closer and added to his festive spirit. The new years events were also quite exciting and, this time around, he wished to steer clear of odd vendors or persons to avoid another tentacle filled mishap--anyone holding an assortment of vials would see him for but a split second prior to a fear induced apparition.

With this in mind, the obliviator carefully made his way into Gladrags Wizardwear to observe a piece he had viewed from the window. An assortment of warmer wear was displayed, to his liking, so a quick browsing of the merchandise was conducted before Theseus obtained a sizable scarf that he would use for the night's festivities. It was a frivolous purchase of course, though one he was sure he wouldn't regret given the cold air whistling past his open skin this early in the day.

Upon his departure, he began to wrap the article around his neck and beneath his other layers whilst a free hand reached for the door. After an attempt at maneuvering the exit to an appropriate distance so that he may see himself out, he realized there was a certain resistance that prevented its initial movement. Theseus, of course, suspected this was due to the cold weather and how poorly the hinges reacted to it, so he simply pushed harder until direct passage was guaranteed. When he stepped out however, his eyes widened as a woman was standing right in front of him with her hand lifted as if she was blocking her face from something--perhaps an insect, or the wind?

"Has the wind struck you as well? There is quite a chill out here." He stated plainly as he maneuvered himself away from the threshold. While unobservant generally, Theseus knew there must have been some reason the woman was reacting so oddly in this weather, however figured there must have been no other means of blocking the winds beyond sticking a limb in its path.

  

[Violet Echelon]

Violet stared almost dumbly at the gentleman and his response as she slowly lowered her hand and held her wrist gingerly with her other hand. Had he not seen her behind the door? She supposed it was partially her fault for standing there but one would think they'd have seen another human on the other side of the door, especially considering she was in a rather bright blue overcoat.

"I believe you've broken my wrist," she answered rather suddenly, more suddenly than she would have liked as she instantly regretted her words. She hadn't wanted to accuse the man of doing something but that was exactly what she'd done. Perhaps she could blame it on the shock and the pain, pain which seemed to only be worsening.

  

[Theseus Greengrass]

A surprised face latched onto the blonde as she mentioned a possibly broken wrist. Had he really been that strong as to cause another's bones to break just by pushing open a door? Or maybe she was just overreacting. Either way, Theseus quickly became concerned for the woman's health and began to lower his voice so as not to draw any unneeded attention.

"I assure you I had no intention of doing so. Perhaps I could have been slightly more careful when exiting--I can issue the assistance of a healer if you would like to make sure everything is alright?" He offered kindly, almost in an attempt to avoid further consequence or scolding. "Those stationed at the hospital are quite great at what they do, I highly recommend their services." Before he knew it, he had become a living, breathing advertisement that, for some odd reason, failed to realize the severity of the situation. Still, a perplexed mind was wondering how he had, in fact, not seen this woman standing just beyond the door's face. Was he that clueless? Perhaps, but that was no excuse.

  

[Violet Echelon]

Violet was still rather stunned by it all and sincerely hoped that the stinging pain she still felt was simply because it was so cold outside. A broken wrist would be a rather bothersome thing she thought and would much rather not have to deal with such a thing, especially not on the eve of her birthday. It would be just her luck though so she wasn't the most optimistic.

"I should hope it wasn't intentional," she said without really thinking about what it was she was saying. She was quick to blush though and shake her head once she realized just what it was that she had said. "I'm sorry. I really wasn't accusing you of such either," she added quickly, looking at the gentleman a bit sheepishly, "I suppose I'm just in a bit of a shock."

  

[Theseus Greengrass]

Theseus was taken aback at the accusation as it emptied from the woman's mouth. The sign she had possibly misspoken was somewhat reassuring, however the situation posed itself negatively in his favor. Had he actually done the woman harm, what would that have said about him? That he abused women for sport? Surely his own family knew better, but what they would have made of the gossip and rumors was another story entirely.

"You've no need to apologize, it was my doing after all," Theseus noted in a hushed tone, "though is there anything I can do that may help you in the time being?" The offer was, he felt, suitable for their predicament, but the scope of the issue still remained a mystery to him. Without any further insight as to whether her wrist was in fact broken, his anxiety on the matter continued to rise.

I realize Violet is now deactivated, so we can just let this perish xD