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[1led_them]

Who: 1led_them, prophetabove, princessabove, keymemory
When: During the night cycle, THIS thread starting it off.
Where: Cabin H, Schala's quarters.
Rating: PG-THIRTEEN 8l
Summary: Tseng needs a place to go with his new bff, so he follows Prophet to Schala's.

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[prophetabove]

The Prophet flew open the door and let Tseng in as he shot a blue flame to the Buggane that was nearing them all. The monster being devoured by flames, he shut the door to the sight of it and eyed the man, then to the boy that rest within the man's hands.

[1led_them]

Tseng had placed the brunette down on the bed, looking from the teen to behind him. The Prophet close to the frame of the door, but to the side of the wall, looking outside the window, then shutting it to turn and eye Tseng.

Tseng smoothed his palms down the front of his jacket, and then reached up to pull apart and toss aside the bow-tie. Undoing the neck buttons, giving his skin the craved freedom. And he sighed, the fingers reaching to rub at his temple, before running over his smooth hair, in which was held tightly in a band.

"He was in the main office.." And his eyes traveled to the boy's sock, his shoe missing--the reason for the light in which called out to him. Then his dark eyes slid over to Schala, then to Prophet, "He hit his head hard, it knocked him out, but we need to make sure that there's no internal damage." Like bleeding in his skull that will suffocate his brain. "Do you know someone who can look for the damage inside him?" He thought, "Or perhaps just.. heal his concussion?" As it was, that was at least known.