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[sunwell_eyes]

Our Greenhouse...

[There's a quiet anger in Duib's voice, dangerous and low. He doesn't sound stressed so much as...alive, active. It's totally time to form a raid. He takes a deep breath here before speaking, keeping his voice level. He's had time to read everything on the communicators lately open to his eyes, and what he's seen...he hasn't

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[unholy_rebirth]

[She's brushing her fur off, getting the last of the glass and dirt, clutching at a shovel in case she needs to beat someone with it.]

I need my armor.

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[sunwell_eyes]

We will get it.

[He's moving closer to her, carefully brushing a gloved hand over her fur in an attempt at getting rid of the glass and soil.]

More...are you alright?

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[unholy_rebirth]

[She tries shaking her head, as a dog shakes after a swim to get rid of water.]

I am. I am angry.

[ 8( Not cool Adachi. Not cool. Her arms are tense, gripping the shovel tightly.]

Are you, Duibhin?

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[sunwell_eyes]

Yes, mother. I'm unharmed.

[He steps back, knowing that expression, that body language.]

Hold your temper for now. There will be time for rage soon enoough.

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[unholy_rebirth]

[There's a tiny bit of relaxing. Babby is ok. One worry solved. At his words, she takes a deep breath, and casts her eyes about the ruined greenhouse. The plants...some of them would be too damaged to continue producing for them. A couple of the pots had smashed completely. They would have to leave them for now.]

Did you send out the call? Are the others coming?

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[sunwell_eyes]

I just did, yes. With any luck they should be here soon and then, well...

[He trailed off, merely leaning against her for a moment, drawing upon her strength.]

/DRAGS SELF SLOWLY ALONG TAGS.....8(

[unholy_rebirth]

[She puts an arm around him, and just sits with him. Letting them both gather their wits and strength. There's no sense in rushing into battle.

Once they've recharged their mental batteries, she gives him a squeeze.]

I need my armor.

[Let's go, babbycakes.]