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"Its probably best if I dont know what that is Willow." he gave the ghoul a lopsided smile as he focused back on the bandage job Nurse cricket was giving him. "Sounds like that was a fun ordeal." he said with a roll of his eyes and sarcasm practically dripping from his teeth. "But it turned you into the capable FEAR healer you are today, Thank you for your assistance and of course, my condolences." he offered with a slight bow of respect to the ghoul and one to the recent arrival to the tent. "And I'm not sure who you are, but I know you saved me and my group from certain disaster, thank you for your help as well."

Bowing wasn't probably the smartest thing to do in his state of recovery.

Bul's look with met by another glance from the horseman, her eyes sliding back to him as he thanked her again, the corners of her lips curling in a slightly amused smile. "I did nothing. Whatever you and yours did, you did on your own. I'm sure it did not dissipate due to my insults," she replied in a light tone, shifting slightly out of his way to let him leave. At the last second, however, she turned a little to face his retreating back, lifting her eyebrows slightly, an almost devious intrigue written in her expression. "You must tell me about your nightmare sometime. I'm sure they were quite... interesting." Staring after him for a moment, War's heir turned back to where Cricket had moved away to another patient, following her a few steps before the sound of her name drew her back. Her attention immediately shifted to the tigress, expression going blank for half a second, before she recognized Willow, not only from the group she and Invictus had stumbled into in the haunted house, but previously, from an actual one-on-one encounter.

"Willow."

There wasn't any question to her voice, although she hadn't quite been sure of the name. Still, she waited as the ghoul and the boil whom had also thanked her just as their other teammate had, lifting a hand to wave it off nonchalantly. "As I told Yours, it had little to do with us. We were searching for the hunters. Intriguing as your situation was, it was purely an accident. Do not mistake us as saviors," she replied, her voice a little hard. She did, however, pause after saying it, her expression softening slightly. Not a lot, but enough that perhaps Willow and Demi wouldn't take her words as contempt. "The offer, however, stands -- if you're willing, find me, I would be interested to hear of your nightmare."

Offering the ghoul a tip of her head, she turned back to cross the rest of the distance towards Cricket, catching her just as she turned around to address her. "The wing needs to be set, but can wait. The burns will ebb through my own healing, but will require some bandages, if you don't mind," she replied politely, her own expression a mirror of Cricket's mask. There was, however, clear respect there, evident in how Eris bowed her head as she turned away, moving to find her student victim.

Which she found in Vaith.

"I could save your scar," she butted into Vaith and Malcom's conversation, smiling a little in amusement at how the reaper struggled with the painkillers.

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"Alright, alright." If she wanted to go, then go they would. Honestly, he didn't want to linger there either. Not that he wasn't happy to see his friends appearing one by one back at school, but the tension in the whole of the gym was high, and everyone was stressed and grieving. He wanted to get out of there, back to his room where it was familiar and quiet.

Very gently he moved her hand from his arm, ready to scoop her up in his arms before pausing to glance side-long at Vaith. "None of us are," he offered as a follow up to the other boil's answer, broad shoulders rolling back in what might have been a shrug before rounding.

He was a little surprised when professor Malcom forced the injection on the boil, but he didn't say anything in protest. Vaith was obviously in pain, and he looked like he needed the rest, willing or not. "Let the the man do his job, Vaith." His voice was soft, reasonable. He could understand about wanting to keep the scars, he'd been debating over his own. They were a reminder, but a terribly sad one. Still, as much as he didn't want to be haunted by the memories, he never wanted to forget.

"Take care of yourself." Gray lips pressed into a thoughtful line, and finally the ghost turned to scoop his ghoul up into his arms, placing the satchel of ashes in her possession once again. "I'll call you later, make sure you're okay." He wanted to be there for his new friend, but Junko needed him.. He nodded to the reaper, then to the Heir of War as she slid up to them, then turned to leave.

Cradling Junko to his chest, the ghost boil made his way past the cots and out of the tent, heading towards the exit. The first matter of business when they got back to his dorm? Getting cleaned up, they were both filthy.

((Seiji out!))

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Junko crooned as she was picked up, her hair picking up the bottle of medicine and placing it on Junko's lap as she curled up and nuzzled her face gently against Seiji's shoulder. "Boys and girls of every age~." She sang cheerfully, though her voice was still very dazed and out of it even as she just cuddled up against his chest. Junko would continue to sing the entire song as Seiji carried her to his dorm.

((Junko out!))

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"Well then, have at it," He nodded at Eris, leaving her with the boil who... Clearly needed the painkillers. He would be screaming in pain by now if he hadn't administered the painkillers at the start! His reason for a scar was acceptable; he would have forced healed him if it was something silly like wanting a scar for the sake of proving his manliness or something.

As he moved away, he spotted a vaguely familiar student - Amrita, the undead ghoul who had a fire pet she wasn't very fond of. There was something... Different about her though. New hairstyle?

"Amrita?" He approached her with a frown; she looked like she could need some help, but... He was sure he saw someone help patch her up a while ago.

"What can I help you with?"

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Malodore first nodded to the needle-touched ghoul; as it had suspected, the needles in her were apparently natural to her, not the product of injury. "Si, of course I can see to that wound," it said pleasantly, getting a cup of water and medicine. "Drink this medicine, per favore - let us first rinse out the wound. Because of the position, perhaps you would like to do this part? Fill it, then shift until the liquid drains."



It then nodded congenially to Tybalt. "Well enough, under the circumstances. Better than most..." True indeed. It was not at all liking the range of injuries it was being presented with. Arrow wounds and burns from the same journey? Whip lashes? Not good, not good...



It turned to Jove, bending over the little pup. "What is the matter? Please, tell me; the sooner I know, the sooner I can fix it," it said, gently. Glancing up at LW, it nodded to her as well. "Can you describe your injury as well?"

Sammy hadn't been thinking much, Barth had gone quiet (like he usually did; probably sleeping) and so she had resumed leaning sideways shifting an ice pack about her person to keep herself cooled where it stung the most. She hadn't even thought about the time when Siddie finally arrived.

Suddenly Ixxy was curled up in her lap rubbing her head gently at her stomach while Siddie stood to the side speaking quietly. Slowly Sammy looked up cocking her head slightly, Siddie had rushed to be here indeed. She wasn't dressed or done up at all like she normally was. Had it not been for everything that had just happened Sammy would have reflected more about it, she actually liked the way Siddie looked right now.

Instead she reached up tugging the ghoul into a hug pressing her less mangled right cheek against Siddie's cheek kissing her. "Oh thank Jack you went home Siddie..." she mumbled, "The things... the things that happened. If you had been there and something happened..." She trailed off quietly as she kissed her again on the cheek squeezing her as tight as she dared with the burns on her arm stinging in protest.

Sammy stayed that way for a while, leaning more on Siddie then she usually did. It was strange how backwards things where lately but this was okay either way. She just wanted to be near someone right now in this case. "Y-yeah... fire, some kind of acid... cut and stabbed a few times. Shot for the first time in the shoulder..." She tried to pass it off as a joke but when she saw her left arm; well the joke died rather quickly after that.

For a moment Siddie froze, she could feel it, the tensing of her shoulder that she was leaning on. Something was wrong but she couldn't place it really. "I know you did Siddie..." she mumbled as she rested her head on the smaller ghouls shoulder. "I just, I need someone to be near right now, I know you were home, and Shehk's off somewhere." She shook her head, "I'm a mess right now and I'm torn between crying and wanting to hit someone..."

Ixxy squirmed quietly during this all, she looked between the two ghouls offering only a small whine of worry as the two both seemed to be acting oddly.