*Daric stopped his singing, as it was painfully obvious he would not win any awards for being talented. He didn't really feel any better though, so standing up and walking away would have to wait also, as he still hurt pretty bad. He hardly thought he would be able to walk for a bit. He thought he could hear quick footfalls in the distance.* "<em>More singing my scare them off, perhaps I'll try some tap dancing?</em>" *He laughed at the thought and grunted in pain. He spotted a sizable piece of metal nearby, no indication of where it had originated. Picking it up, he started tapping against the locker he leaned on, surely someone would hear it and come investigate. The damn singing was no use.* "<em>I might just have to drag my own ass outta here after all...</em>" *He mocked wiping a tear from his eye and sighed. Seems a fairy might not visit him today after all.*