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[After the team returns in haste from the Cardinal Shaft, Kagura's severely damaged armor is brought hurriedly into the Graveyard installation. Kagura is a valuable asset, and panicked pilots demanding a valuable asset is repaired don't get asked as many questions - plus everyone is shook at the report of the mission that they are finally now getting, since Kagura set it up so a message would go off if she went down.
Therefore, half an hour later, the normally grim and quiet Graveyard installation is a boilerplate of activity, with everyone rushing every which way. Graveyard technicians and medics rush around while the Executors are looking somewhere between dazed and in disbelief. The thing that resurrected the PRAYERs is gone. All that is left is cleanup. It can be over. And the Major is down, so nobody is entirely sure who takes over now until Graveyard sends another officer. Her second-in-command is sort of organizing everyone now, but he seems more shocked than anything. He never liked Kagura, but well, it's Kagura - he expected to be dead before he saw her down.
In this chaos, it could be doable for concerned someones to get in and see how Kagura is doing if they're willing to be bold about it. And what such a person would find is... Kagura's huge body left listlessly against a corner, nobody paying it any mind at all. It's opened up while the hole in the gut remains, still vaguely glowing like heated metal - and instead of looking at it, technicians and medics beaver around a center table that looks very much like an operating table staffed with strange, esoteric crystal-y tools. And in a moment when a few of them move away to get some weird flask, what is on the table can be seen.
A tiny, clothesless, fairylike female figure with a semispherical lower half, and an upper half littered with scars that don't look new.
A Mistletoe.
It seems most definitely hurt, its lower half is chinked, but the technicians around it are wiping off their brows. It looks like she's out of danger for now, and resting. Kagura's armor is still laying on the corner, lifeless.
What the hell is going on?]
Therefore, half an hour later, the normally grim and quiet Graveyard installation is a boilerplate of activity, with everyone rushing every which way. Graveyard technicians and medics rush around while the Executors are looking somewhere between dazed and in disbelief. The thing that resurrected the PRAYERs is gone. All that is left is cleanup. It can be over. And the Major is down, so nobody is entirely sure who takes over now until Graveyard sends another officer. Her second-in-command is sort of organizing everyone now, but he seems more shocked than anything. He never liked Kagura, but well, it's Kagura - he expected to be dead before he saw her down.
In this chaos, it could be doable for concerned someones to get in and see how Kagura is doing if they're willing to be bold about it. And what such a person would find is... Kagura's huge body left listlessly against a corner, nobody paying it any mind at all. It's opened up while the hole in the gut remains, still vaguely glowing like heated metal - and instead of looking at it, technicians and medics beaver around a center table that looks very much like an operating table staffed with strange, esoteric crystal-y tools. And in a moment when a few of them move away to get some weird flask, what is on the table can be seen.
A tiny, clothesless, fairylike female figure with a semispherical lower half, and an upper half littered with scars that don't look new.
A Mistletoe.
It seems most definitely hurt, its lower half is chinked, but the technicians around it are wiping off their brows. It looks like she's out of danger for now, and resting. Kagura's armor is still laying on the corner, lifeless.
What the hell is going on?]
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"Um, who are you and what are you talking about?"
"The major's KOG suit is pretty much out of commission. Most of its processors are shot. It's going to be a pain to rebuild it."
"And I'm not sure if we're not all just out of a job anyway"
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Then she fixates on the terminology the technicians used.
"Wait, suit? I thought the KOG was major Kagura's body!"
She glances around the room. "Does that mean she was...piloting it?"
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"She didn't tell a lot of people. I'm pretty sure we only know because we do her maintenance. I think even most of her squad didn't know"
"Really? Wow. I never noticed. And nobody ever asked?"
"What, like, "hey, angry person, are you a half-dead Mistletoe?". That's going to go great with anyone"
[Kagura on her end is just burying her tiny little head into the pillow she has to lay on]
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Dido finally fixes her gaze on Kagura's tiny, battered, true body.
"Well..." She remarks at last, scratching the back of her head. "They say it's what's inside that counts. How you doing, Ma'am?"
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She gives a thumbs up. "Congratulations! Ooh, maybe we should throw a party! You like parties, right?"
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A thought occurs to her. "Do Mistletoes eat?" She asks the technicians. "Solid Foods, I mean? Or do they sorta drink...I dunno, sugar, like a hummingbird?"
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"Not normal food. They have to eat some special compounds we make. She's never eaten a lot though."