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[After the fight Volya wasn't in any condition to go visit anyone. Severe exhaustion, mental fatigue, trauma, phantom pains. Suffice to say he was curled up tightly in the infirmary and doing his best to sleep off most of it. Of course given what had happened back there, even if he managed to break out with the power of friendship... seeing his uncle... his parents die like that was a pretty jarring sight. One his brain played back to him that sent him springing awake with a sharp gasp, shaking pretty badly.]
...Uncle Sergei... Mom... Dad...
[He sits up and backs into the pillow and the head-railing of the gurney and pulls his knees to his face - hugging his legs tightly. It was sinking in pretty heavily that he no longer had a home and furthermore...]
...That assignment is due tomorrow too...
[He sighs tiredly.]
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[And on the flip side of things Interitus is curled up in the hangar looking like a complete mess. Vines were cut and scorched or otherwise looked like they were hit by a sand blaster, one of the massive fang filled shoulder plates was busted open and there were cracks all over what armor Interitus did have. The creature was snoring placidly, though the heavily damaged mouth was moving as if it were breathing. Maybe it was. Thanks to Desta's actions we all know they were functional.]
Tbbttthhht?
[It perks up, just a little like a sedated puppy when you pass by. Its featureless head watching you as it drug itself over slowly and labourously before just lying there in front of you.]
[After the fight Volya wasn't in any condition to go visit anyone. Severe exhaustion, mental fatigue, trauma, phantom pains. Suffice to say he was curled up tightly in the infirmary and doing his best to sleep off most of it. Of course given what had happened back there, even if he managed to break out with the power of friendship... seeing his uncle... his parents die like that was a pretty jarring sight. One his brain played back to him that sent him springing awake with a sharp gasp, shaking pretty badly.]
...Uncle Sergei... Mom... Dad...
[He sits up and backs into the pillow and the head-railing of the gurney and pulls his knees to his face - hugging his legs tightly. It was sinking in pretty heavily that he no longer had a home and furthermore...]
...That assignment is due tomorrow too...
[He sighs tiredly.]
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[And on the flip side of things Interitus is curled up in the hangar looking like a complete mess. Vines were cut and scorched or otherwise looked like they were hit by a sand blaster, one of the massive fang filled shoulder plates was busted open and there were cracks all over what armor Interitus did have. The creature was snoring placidly, though the heavily damaged mouth was moving as if it were breathing. Maybe it was. Thanks to Desta's actions we all know they were functional.]
Tbbttthhht?
[It perks up, just a little like a sedated puppy when you pass by. Its featureless head watching you as it drug itself over slowly and labourously before just lying there in front of you.]
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I need to set this down...
[What is Seta carrying? One of those large water tanks that one would use to add storage capacity to their homes. Between its size and how much water is inside, it must weigh at least a ton; but she's handling it like a waitress holds a tray of food.
Not exactly the most showy display of a Kijin's strength, but it is strength that is put to good use.]
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Thhhbttthhhtt?
[Like a dog's eyes fixed on the possibility of a biscuit, Interitus' head was transfixed on the tank like a snake to a snake charmer.]
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[She sets down the tank, which touches the floor with a loud 'thud'.]
Although, I am not too sure of how you would like to consume this...
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[Well Seta, you'd see its vines carefully drag the tank closer to it before the 'beak' of its head pecked at the top of the tank, causing the contents to splash around inside. With a hole punched into it, a vine proceeeded to snake into it as faint slurping noises filled the air like someone drinking through a straw.]
Prrrrrrrrr....
[Interitus promptly lay on its side, tilting its head at Seta like a lazy animal.]
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[Time to pet the er...plant...
Well, considering what she really is, Seta herself doesn't find this so awkward anyway.]
I suppose that also means this is nothing you cannot recover from...
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Thhbtttthht
[Well one would assume that considering the last time it got beaten up it got better from that just fine.]
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[Like Ren, she'll try her best to give Interitus a hug too. But by leaning against its head. That's the only way she can think of right now.]
...So long as you do not believe that your efforts are not appreciated.