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[blackrecords]

*Devit is lying on one of the clinic beds. There's a large bandage wrapped around his head and over his right eye, and more bandages wrapped around his chest, visible through his half-opened shirt

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[itisasillyplace]

Hmmm~.

[Although he had been walking through the clinic, he stops to glance at Devit - and at the hammer]

What have you done to yourself?

[blackrecords]

*Looking at him a little warily-- he recognizes him as the minister, not as a Noah.*

... Nothing.

[itisasillyplace]

That doesn't look like nothing to me. It seems you've got into quite a scrape, Devit. Oh - your name is Devit, isn't it? [he gives a friendly smile that's meant to allay concern]

[blackrecords]

It's nothing, really. I'm fine. Yeah, it is.

... What's someone like you doing here?

[silvercradle]

[was coming in to grab some bandages for Jasdero to wrap his hands with--]

The fuck happened to you?

[blackrecords]

Got into a fight.

[silvercradle]

[crosses his arms, one red and one normal colored] Well durr. Unless you enjoy using yourself as a dumbass punching bag.

[blackrecords]

He just got a couple lucky hits in, and if I hadn't stepped in it would be Jasdero here instead. You've got Beansprout's Innocence?

[un_stitched]

Devit... Hee!!

[blackrecords]

... Hey, I'll be okay. Don't look so upset.

[un_stitched]

Dero can't help it. Hee!! Jasdero was at fault, that's why... [Stares at the bandages.] Did they fix Devit?

[blackrecords]

You weren't at fault, Jasdero. It wasn't anyone's fault. *Nods* Yeah, they bound everything so it'll heal right. Not much they can do about my eye, though...