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[desertedchateau]

[Morrigan's feed opens, showing her bedroom. An upset table, scorch marks in the walls. The window has been smashed and there are a few smears of blood near the window. The communicator spans the room, taking in everything and settles on Morrigan, who's been propped against a wall, looking worse for wear. Opening her eyes, she winces and then looks

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[video]

[theshredder47]

[The Shredder is vaguely alarmed by the state she is in.]

That is a good question, are you alright?

[video]

[desertedchateau]

I.. think? [Morrigan pats herself down, wincing as her dominate hand moves.] Some bruises and.. [Her hand comes away from her left arm, coated with drying blood] Some bleeding.

[Steadying herself, Morrigan gets back to her feet] It wouldn't be as disturbing if I knew how I got these wounds. Or how the room came to this state.

[video]

[theshredder47]

[His eyes narrow slightly.]

Perhaps it was inhuman? In any case, do you require assistance?

[video]

[desertedchateau]

Perhaps.. But most inhumans wouldn't leave a room standing, if this were Makai. [Morrigan nods] Yes, I do. I'll go unlock the door, thank you.

[Video]

[desertedchateau]

Better than the room being destroyed. But yes. [Morrigan winces and looks towards her communicator] Who are you?

[Video]

[desertedchateau]

Morrigan. And.. I don't know. Obviously a fight. Or something felt like my room needed to be redecorated.

[chatty_swan]

Do ya need help?

[desertedchateau]

Yes. Energy would be prefered. My apartment's at [directions]. I'll go unlock the door.

[chatty_swan]

Energy? What should I bring?

[desertedchateau]

Food, if you have it. I'm not picky.