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[marmoron]

[The image on the feed is shaky and improperly focused at first on the ground.]

I need help. Medical and otherwise.

[Keith’s voice is terse, strained. The camera moves fo focus on an injured Steak. His coat has been tattered to shreds by their attackers, blood pouring from his ever exposed abdomen, puncture wounds bitten into his sides. Though he’s currently breathing, applying pressure to one of the wounds in his side, he’s several shades paler than he’d like to be and his horns — and this is the most offensive part of all — have been slightly chipped at the tips.]

We were attacked by some weird tentacled creatures -- didn’t look like anything I’ve seen around this planet before. They were… [A beat, a sharp breath as he tries to gather his thoughts.] Sneaking around the temples. Working together. Intelligent. Didn’t want to be seen.

Someone else was there, too. He disappeared, looked like he was in bad shape. Anyone know where he is?

[The camera moves away from Steak, now focusing on Keith who has a fairly deep, bloody gash across his face.]

Are these things the Null? Or .. does anyone know what these creatures are? Seemed like they might’ve been using the stampede as cover to do some recon. Might’ve been able to mess with some emotions, hard to say.

[Steak clears his throat, straightening up as he does so. Most importantly:]

Their attacks are powerful, despite their size. [They’re certainly not as large as some of the Fallen Angels he’s come across at home] No one should fight them alone. [Or, perhaps, at all.]

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[toiletseat_girl]

[she shakes her head]

No. No, no, no. I wouldn't be risking it at all. Because I'm already dead, I can't die again. So I'm cool. Tell me where you are so I can fucking help you.

[if you want to get absolutely technical about it, she's an undead Grim Reaper, capable of healing wounds to herself that would be fatal to a mortal. as far as she's concerned, she's one of the safest people here]

[marmoron]

[You can tell part of him wants to ask more questions here, but he's not so ridiculous as to waste time hashing this out. It's clearly something that can be Saved For Later.]

By the houses that are normal looking.

[Which... actually, considering the multiverse is probably the worst description ever. What is "normal" anyway.]

South side of the lake.

[After another moment.]

I appreciate it.

[toiletseat_girl]

[good choice there's plenty of time for George to explain herself further. if she wants to]

I know where those are.

[they don't look like weird children's castle sand thingies, that's good enough for her]

Be there as soon as I can.

[a pause]

Say that as soon as I heal your friend. If I'm able to. Which I should.

[marmoron]

[Despite himself, the last part of what she says gets the beginnings of a huff of laughter. It's cut short with a grimace because that sure is a broken rib he has on his list of problems right now but he's not gonna complain about it while Steak's gotten himself all diced up.]

Acquaintance.

[A quick correction, and then a pinch softer:]

I'll take it back until then.

[toiletseat_girl]

[she's just learned healing magic and this will be her first attempt at something big. but she's . . . pretty sure she can handle it? and hey, a laugh. sort of]

Okay, fine. Acquaintance.

[and she nods, visibly getting up and heading for the door]

Cool. Sounds like a plan.

By the way, anything I should be looking out for other than tentacled? General size, color, beady eyes?

[marmoron]

[She's getting a tiny grin/grimace in response to that first bit. More helpfully:]

They're like armored squids with thick shells to cover most of their body. About the size of a horse.

[Which is probably not that helpful if you come from a world with neither squids or horses, but things hurt and he's not coming up with better descriptions in that state.]

Gray-ish? They blend in real well. A lot faster than they look. You gotta run if you come across them.

[toiletseat_girl]

[hey, something like a grin. progress! and she's out of her house now, not having bothered to put a coat on, headed towards where they are]

Okay, thaaaat sounds creepy. Where the fuck did these things come from? I fucking asked Hope if there were any monsters here and the fuckwad said no.

[fortunately for him, she comes from a world with both horses and squid, so that's enough to get a general idea of what they're dealing with]

Great. So we're talking intelligent asshole monsters that can go really fast. That sounds just peachy.

[and she's about halfway there by now]