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[lastnightswish]

[Shuffling down one hallway - and in the direction of the clinic - is Kanda. It isn't hard to see that she's managed to get herself out of a scuffle; and even if it doesn't appear that she's too terribly hurt -- her shoulder was relocated in the fight, after all -- she's still in a rather bad way. Of course, she's trying to downplay exactly how

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[rabbitwithwings]

[Have a somewhat familiar Crow crouching three feet away and peering at you, Lady.]

Kanda? You alright?

[lastnightswish]

[Deep breaths, deep breaths.]

I'm fine.

[rabbitwithwings]

If you were fine you wouldn't be crouching in the hall heading to the clinic.

[Frowning and reaching out to move some of her hair out of her face so he can see.]

Need some help getting there? [Just left it for a check-up.]

[lastnightswish]

[Her face is a bit flushed when he moves her hair, and she takes another deep breath.]

No. [Yes.]

[darkisforsaken]

[First thing he's thinking: Fuck.

Runs over to her and looking to see if she has any other injuries. Looks at her]

C'mon. [Holds a helping hand out towards her]

[lastnightswish]

[Whoa, you came over way too fast. That's a blade poised at your neck.]

Get. The fuck. Away from me.

[darkisforsaken]

[Not even flinching at that.]

Look. I merely want ta help ya get ta the infirmary.

[lastnightswish]

I don't fucking need your help.

[pawsandwishes]

[have a furry headnudge? He rubs his side against her and makes a soft questioning sound with his ears twitching for whatever made her hurt.]

[lastnightswish]

[She's not paying attention to who the particular cat is. As far as she's concerned, it's just a random stray that pops up in the DR from time to time. So, pushing him away. Not rough or anything, it's not his fault.]

No. Go.... go away

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[pawsandwishes]

[shuffles with the push, standing there for a moment with his tail swishing in thought and ears laid back.]

[felinewishes]

[shifting and adjusting himself to a crouch beside her, tail still moving restlessly. First himself, then Alma, and now lady Kanda as well.]

What's wrong?

[cracked_crossed]

Hello?

[he kneels beside her, looking just a little distraught.]

No, that's not right, what-?

[lastnightswish]

[Oh FUCK NO. Starts scrambling backward the moment she sees him. Sorry, Tyki, she's thinking you're Solo for a moment. Have a blade poised at your throat~]

Get the fuck away from me!

[cracked_crosses]

[he stops and goes absolutely. dead. still. his eyes go blank and he almost doesn't breathe.

and he's getting that almost imperceptible shaking back.]

...

...I'm sorry...

[lastnightswish]

[She doesn't mean to. And it's the blank look that makes her stop, recognize who this is.]

[It doesn't make her any less guarded. Lowers the blade and turns toward the wall.]

It's... not... [Deep breaths. Deep breaths.] It's not your fault.

[cardio_swindle]

My my lass, you look troubled. [And like hell.]

[lastnightswish]

[You, good sir, are the last person she wants to see right now. Well, no, not unless you can convince her you're not Solo. And if there's one time he's ever going to see fear in her eyes, it's right now, as she scrambles for the blade on her hip.]

Get. The fuck. Away from me.

[cardio_swindle]

[And Tyki is just clueless. Puzzled, bemused, and clueless. Not that he can't guess, she had a run in with someone with his face, obviously. If he were a nicer man, or an Exorcist, maybe he'd try to comfort her or reassure her. Instead the fear he sees just has him reaching for a cigarette.]

[It wouldn't really do to pin her to a wall and break her ribs one by one just to see more of that expression, after all. People would get so upset--not that he actually cares about that. But he does like to think he has some control over his urges. His expression, is calm and derp, no hint of the flash of excitement the look in her eyes elicits.]

Got your sword back, then?

[lastnightswish]

[The lack of a top hat should have been proof enough that this isn't Solo, but she hadn't noticed that until now. It's actually the fact that she's pretty sure Solo wouldn't be one to mention the lack of her sword without it having been mentioned to him first that makes her realize which one this is.]

[She leaves the blade be and slumps further against the wall.]

Shut the hell up. [It's very soft, though, very deflated. She bites her lip and holds back on a hiss.]