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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2017 12:03 am
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Sephos bustled into the infirmary with a bouquet in hand. He was faster than he looked - orderlies couldn't catch him. Or, perhaps, they didn't care. His dour face was strained as he searched the wards frantically, flowers in hand. He didn't care that he was strewing leaves everywhere, or that it was sort of unusual for anyone who wasn't in a quadrant to visit someone so urgently.
Finally, he found what he was looking for. "Nucleo..." he said, looking in horror at his friend, trussed up in bandages and bruised terribly. It was striking - disturbingly striking - how much lighter Nucleo's blood color was than Sephos's own, and it was especially so when it was so plainly on display. Sephos swallowed, his bloodpusher beating rapidly as he took in more of Nucleo's injuries.
By the seed, What had happened out there?
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2017 12:03 am
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"I see. Well... no word means no visions yet, right?" Nucleo smiled to Sephos as he pondered what Panili was currently doing. The orangeblood and her crew were very mysterious how they worked. They had to move quietly in the shadows. For an organization of peace it was a difficult place to be- unable to move too fast or too hard. He understood it but had learned during all of these missions... they needed to start working toward the future. And they needed to become more capable. Glancing down at his legs in the hospital bed, he was forced to face it firsthand. He'd failed.
"That's comforting." The greenblood smiled.
"Thank you, they're beautiful." Nucleo reached to accept the gift. Sephos's gift with flowers was truly incredible. It took a lot to create such wonderful things. They were a lot more complex than coffee! Nucleo glanced at the blooming petals and wondered how many memories went into watching them grow. He had a small garden himself, at his hive, but it was more basic and mostly crops for eating. Including the punkins that Punkie had impulsively planted so long ago.
"And thank you for coming. It was kind of jarring to wake up in here alone." The greenblood added, sincerely grateful. He'd tried to make it off that flagship in one piece but passed out at some point. The only reason he wasn't freaked out was because he was unfortunately used to having gaps in his memory. Usually, though, he had someone else around to help hint at what had happened since he last remembered. Currently he had no one and no idea how his friends were doing. To see Sephos here and safe was a relief. Someone else had made it.
"I'm sorry I didn't manage to catch you earlier. I've been all over the place these past few nights." Nucleo admitted. He had no idea what Sephos had been up to. He had no idea if Sephos was as scared as he worried he might be. The gardener had spent a lot of his life out in nature, the same way Nucleo had, so he wondered if they both longed- needed to return soon. This tower was so restricting and suffocating. They were caught in the middle of a metal snake, being slowly digested. Weakly, he wondered what he'd found to be so wonderful about NHC's tall skyscrapers. No- that wasn't fair, he reprimanded himself internally. It was a completely different atmosphere from this.
"How've you been? What's going on now? Obviously I've been, ah... having a rough time." He laughed, ignoring the pain in his ribs. It was better to laugh with a friend than it was to sit still alone.
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