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Barrel of Monkeys
"I hope so, hermano. The last thing I want is to be seen and noticed, and covered in filth. They'll think the whole rebellion and fighting Edensia isn't going so well." Riola said, forcing a small chuckle to escape before he ran his hands into his hair and rummaged into his pockets. The least he could do is have one of his ID's out if he got asked, and if not? He'd continue to just try and be as plain and uninviting as possible. Best to not cause any problems or attract attention to himself in public every now and then. Especially in one of the few places he could consider himself safe, at least. Mendez was right though. They were clear for now. And the mention of Rosalind brought about an ease that made his shoulders feel like air. "Y'know? You're right. Should probably bother her some more. Hope she enjoys coffee. I need about a gallon of it. Even though it's gonna make me paranoid."

Analoka looked towards Magali, the plume of plasma in the semblence of a ponytail crackling a bit with energy before the star woman nodded, and clasped her hands, reaching out to examine Magali's soaked hands. No wounds on her person. The Felis was probably just doing her best as a makeshift medical attendant. The injured were still alive, albeit one in serious condition, but it was probably desperate efforts and the Felis' willingness to get blood-soaked that helped keep the Ogrunu alive at least. Analoka wasn't too sure. "Well, if you want to clean up first, feel free. Once you're done, there is a clerk here. He does birth certification and other forms of personal ID's. I can't recall his name, but he's an Indrixian. Human-looking type. Vibrantly hued eyes. Pink. Find him and he'd help you." Analoka said, the brand along her face forming into a small smile before she whisked herself away.

The man who offered refuge was soon swept back into his own musings, and Atrix watched him go for a moment, moving over towards Mende and sweeping her arms around him; the Terskix resting her head on his and preening his scalp with her mandibles, while she cooed and offered small, loving Terskixian hisses while she looked over towards the group. They were tired. Demoralized. Wounded and if Atrix could take a small guess? They were scared as well. Un-Terskixian qualities, but they were outgunned and taken by ambushes. Several of her lower limbs traced patterns along Mendez's torso while she pondered trying to be...Sociable? Was that the word the humanoids used the most when it was small talk? "...You look dirty. And tired." Was the best she could come up, and narrowing her eyes for a second, Atrix tried again. "I mean. You look nice. For being tired."

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The room Analoka helped Ashi into was sterile, plain and modest. In lieu of a bed seemed to be a stark white tub, with several fixtures attached to it; the tub filled with a pool of lime green colored fluid that seemed tranquil and untouched - A zen pond that offered reprieve for broken bones and hellish wounds; Analoka humming and hefting the Daoweian over towards the pools; her tone monotonous and rehearsed as she explained for the countless time the process of using the pools. "The process for Verdaqua is simple, and for the first few seconds is going to be unpleasant. You will experience a frigid sensation, due to the fact the medication must be kept cold for the best possible results." She explained, cocking her head for a second and forcing back a sneeze. "The sensation will last roughly half a minute after which, everything is going to be somewhat numb. You will most likely feel me reset some bones and handle muscle back into respective places, but other than that, the feeling will be soothing once the cold is gone. Do not drink the Verdaqua. Do not splash it around like you're in a bath. If your species is voltage or electrical in nature, let me know now so I can ionize it properly without short-circuiting your neural pathways."

Analoka coughed again, a small politeness to add a further statement. "I will also request you out of your clothing. If you need assistance, I can send for someone, or help you myself."
"I just want to come home," said the Astronaut.
"So come home," said Ground Control.
"So come home," said the Voice from the Stars.

“And he goes around killing people?” said Mort.
He shook his head. “There’s no justice.”
Death sighed. NO, he said,... THERE'S JUST ME.
Old Posted 06-17-2018, 07:43 PM Reply With Quote