This wou-
[A hiss, the soft squelch of blood, gritting teeth and a voice tinged with fury and bitterness]
Endre, you son of a-
[fumbling, a glass shattering, and the communicator being thrown violently before it shatters and the signal cuts off]
[ooc; tempting to have her redo her nice burns from the Empire, but here we have her own reflected
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((OOC: Assume/Comment log? What you and Rizu choose?)).
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((ooc: orz, am incapable of making decisions :< Would you mind assuming? I don't think I could write action right now ;__; Or you and Liz can go on ahead if you like and godmod Mirka...she'd be trying to help while not getting blood all over herself ^^;;))
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Do you need us to take you to the hospital? Or shall we look after you here?
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