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[kievduchess]

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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If he wasn't dead. He would have said something D:

[irislover]

[mirka_fortuna]

Astaroth, what...

[reginagloriae]

Mirka-dono. D-Do you need help?

[mirka_fortuna]

Yes, please, Youko. I need assistance in tending to Astaroth.

Private/Hard to Hack

[reginagloriae]

I-I am able to relieve her pain until she's safely delivered to the Hospital, Mirka-dono. Where should I find her?

[holymadonna]

Ah... dear.

[kievduchess]

I-

May need-

[holymadonna]

Please, I implore you to make your way to the Hospital.

[kievduchess]

I-