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His signed apology confused her, and in the time it took for her to try and think of what it could possibly be for, he had moved away and was gathering up to leave. Instead of saying anything she just offered a thin smile and a little wave, watching him hurry off to be with Barth. Funny choice of resting place, but...whatever made him comfortable.

So she just sat there instead, waiting on any of the FEAR healers to come around and reset the bones in her arm, perhaps even help seal up the rest of the wounds she sustained. While she waited she looked down on her heels, wrapping her good arm around her stomach, wondering where the little bats came from...

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It was like Bul reached into his mind and stole the words right out of his mouth. he had to wonder if his friend was part Mindflayer, or taking lessons from Ril- oop, President Riley. However the suddenly upbeat hellhound froze in place under the gaze of the Nurse, the day's ordeals seemed written on her face, if only for the briefest of moments.

"No I haven't been looked at, but your idea about taking this up with the Headmistress, it's been on my mind since I got back." he admitted to the healer as the wheels began to turn in his head. "If you can take a look at my wounds I'd appreciate it." he said warmly, as he removed the back from his side to give her a better view of his charred back. "No Kidding Bul," He snickered quietly at the boil's honesty. "But now the student body is more aware of the threat those human's pose to us."

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"Do not complain about trials when they come to you then. We only learn from experience hardships. These.. fieldtrips aren't entirely new, you know." Cricket took a moment, grabbing her left arm with her right hand and pulling the elbow down clean off.. or rather, it came off with some fussing, the two ends unforming and seeming to reach for each other.

"I didn't always know I could literally go to pieces." she waved it around for a moment, before she pressed the limb back into place, flexing her hand to test it out, before turning her attentions to the hellhound's burnt back, giving it a similar checkover as she had to Bul.

"Does it hurt, or can you not feel it?" she repeated her question, every marking still in her upper body seeming to flock her arms, giving her an oddly empty look.

It was strange to see the nurse not glowing.

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"I never want to see my aunt again," Alwine shook her shoulders, still not letting go of Mandy. "She said things-- she did things... I felt like she was shoving all of my education out of my spirit!"

I suppose this was equivalent to jamming things in her brain, but she didn't have a brain... at least, not a conventional one. She was a ghost. A headless one. Where would her brain be?

"I'd never leave you, Mandy. I couldn't just leave, not without saying something or leaving some sort of..." Alwine sighed. "That would just be rude."

Then Mandy called her, well, her own.

If Alwine had had a head--


She started crying. Well, it sounded like crying and she started rocking the both of them back and forth. Perhaps it was more like wailing, but that sounds so unhappy. No, Alwine was very overjoyed.

FINALLY.

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Demi watched with rapt attention as the nurse slipped off her arm like it was some kind of halloween magic trick for treats, Except this really didn't have a secret to it, it was real. there wasn't much time to marvel a** his face met the cool table and hands began to probe at his back.

"No, nope nothing. Just like when I got them, I didn't feel it." he said blandly, damn undetectable burns. but at least spirits were raised with the sudden guest at the tent. "Hey Willow, guess your ok to move around huh?" he asked with a grin before his face met the table again. "Gonna watch Bul change huh?" he sad almost lecherously as he make his eyebrows wiggle at the ghoul.

GODDESS OF THE TENTS - PURPLE

"Then like your friend, I'm going to need to let this get cleaned before I patch it up." she said, "Have you been given any of the medicine or will you need some?" she inquired, pausing to look up at Bul, then to Willow when she entered. Well, as long as things weren't awkward for the two boils, she didn't mind.

She left a few of the creepy crawlies on the burn the hellhound had to start eating the burnt tissue before she went to start preparing bandages. She paused when Bul spoke up about needing shorts, seeming to puzzle for a moment before holding up a finger and moving to go and fuss through some containers she had off to one side.

"Do not worry about keeping them or not. I won't need them back." she said, offering the boil what looked like scrub leggings.

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"I appreciate it a lot, ma'am," Bul replied to Cricket when she handed the leggings over. "Yea I uhm, I would probably get holes in them I'm afraid," he said on account of his spikes and spines.

Looking to Willow he narrowed his eyes. "Don't look-" though it was too late if she'd seen him any during the fieldtrip, which no doubt she did.

Pulling them on Bul was finally decent and let his poor tail droop over the side of the cot. "Thank you SO much." Bul sighed contently and leaned forwards. "So when do I get to leave?" he asked. "I'd really like to get back to my room soon. Should probably stop and see if Mei needs any help.."