You are alone....?

[mistaken_for_monster]

[1]

[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.]

[2]

[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.]

Comments

[actuallyselfish]

"Yeah..." Dido says, trying to figure out something comforting to say, and not managing.

"Your Uncle was really brave." She says at last.

[mistaken_for_monster]

... He was... but... its stupid.. .and selfish but I don't care if he was brave or not...

I just wish he didn't have to... to do that... even if it was for me..

[actuallyselfish]

"...what was your Uncle like?" Dido asks. "When you were growing up with him and stuff?"

And how did he get all of those grenades out of nowhere, she wonders but doesn't ask.

[mistaken_for_monster]

Kinda strict... but he wasn't crazy about things. He didn't have kids of his own, never bothered getting married either...

He said his time with OMON made romance hard for him.

Uncle Sergei was like a good friend... I talked to him a lot about my problems.

[Volya let out a weak snicker.]

Neither of us could cook to save our lives though. We ate outside a lot.

[actuallyselfish]

"Heh." Dido says, smiling a little. "My family's generally bad at cooking too. Maybe it runs in the genes."

She coughs. "What resteraunts did you like most?"

[mistaken_for_monster]

Uncle and I usually ate at this one place that had some really good Shashlyk... its like this meat on a stick thing... it was pretty cheap and Uncle usually joked they use rats when they're short on meat.

[Volya shook his head with a nostalgic grin.]

If it was rat, it was good rat because I never noticed. David almost dropped his when he went with us that one time....

[The good humor seemed to fade a little, Volya looking a little sadder now that he brought up his best friend who was trying to murder him.]