[ looks over her shoulder and then attempts to stop, but the floor is tiled and she's scaled and #disaster. she skids straight into the end of the hall and just smashes into it. ]
[ screeches when she ends up on her back, because she's CRUSHING THE BUSH, NOT THE BUSH, THAT'S KING'S BUSH!!! flails around and after she manages to get onto her stomach she pitches and fit and tries to kill the end of the hall... aka stomping around, slashing at the floor, and smacking the walls with her tentacles. ]
[Intensity veers to the nearest station to pick up bandages, scissors, sterilizer and a couple other things that he may or may not need to bandage up King's shoulder (thank god for John's classes). And potentially dragging King along for the ride if he doesn't let go off his sleeve.
Once he does have them, he does start heading in D.Va's direction.
[ ...stops as soon as she realizes both of them are not pleased with her. going to just set the bush down, which has now been kind of smushed, and back up; ears down. ]
[ He is indeed hauled along for the ride, and he makes an exasperated noise in Intensity's direction when he realizes what he's doing. PLEASE, Intensity, priorities.
To D.Va, though, once they're back out in the hallway (after he glances between her and the bush a few times): ]
[Look. They are going to assuage the guilt D.Va is inevitably going to have over injuring King by having it all taken care of before she snaps out of it. No feelings spiral rebounds allowed in this space.
[ shush king! intensity's got the right priorities! ]
[ she looks at the bush one last time and then makes some sort of pathetic noise before jerking her head in the direction of the stairs. this time, she doesn't bolt up them, but takes them slowly and moves a few rooms down the hall before choosing one. ]
[ headbutting the door in she starts knocking the beds on their side and pulling the mattresses off, moving them into a pile at the center of the room. pillows and blankets soon join it as she goes to raid the other nearby rooms. ]
[ she's not opposed to cuddling. king is important, intensity is precious, so this just makes sense. ]
[ her main goal is to warm up though. running around she realized all of the abandoned buildings didn't have jack shit in them, and the park could have been a decent place to make a nest if not for it being outside. this seemed like the most logical place to come... don't @ her. ]
[ she returns with a lamp, but she can't figure how to get it into the room. for a good few minutes they can watch her fail to realize she's got to turn it to get it inside, so eventually she just gives up; joining them in the room. ]
[ flopping down she tries to nestle beneath all the stuff she grabbed, all while getting as close to the both of them as humanly possible. ]
[ and gets enough of that sentence to realize what it is she must do. springs up out of the blankets and scoops up king, restraining him a bit with her tentacles so intensity can bandage him up! ]
He makes a face, but holds still. The wound itself is three large gashes through his shoulder and chest, but aside from being particularly nasty, they won't appear to have hit anything important. ]
I said I would deal with this after she's taken care of.
She's not going anywhere. You're not going anywhere.
And the last thing she needs is to come to her senses with you battered and bloodied. She'll just run off again.
[The chest area is harder to treat, but Intensity will do what he can. Shoving tentacles out of the way so he can sterilize and bandage the worst of it.
And when that's done, with a gentle tap of his fingertips, King's clothes mend themselves so it doesn't even look like he was injured at all.]
[ he can fix more than just wind chimes?! she looks at king's clothes, then to intensity, then to king's clothes, then to intensity, and then to the bush. intensity! hey, intensity, can you fix the bush?! ]
[ she sets king down and gives him another lick for being such a good patient and then she's grabbing the bush and shoving it at intensity. here! fix this next! ]
[ she doesn't understand, but she kind of gets the gist from his pushing it aside and the expression he's got on his face. the bush is... going to remain in bad shape. she makes a low murmur in the back of her throat and flops down in the pile of blankets, using her hind legs to drive herself underneath some of the other pillows and mattresses and blankets. her tail remains out, as do some of her tentacles, which just flop about as she makes another depressed sound. ]
[ she hurt king and her present to king is ruined. ]
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Looks at the fact that they are in a fucking hospital that has bandages at the very least.
And then looks over to where D.Va bolted off to.
Whistles for her to come back. ... Jingles the wind chime for good measure.
Loudly:]
Don't wander off!
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[ looks over her shoulder and then attempts to stop, but the floor is tiled and she's scaled and #disaster. she skids straight into the end of the hall and just smashes into it. ]
[ screeches when she ends up on her back, because she's CRUSHING THE BUSH, NOT THE BUSH, THAT'S KING'S BUSH!!! flails around and after she manages to get onto her stomach she pitches and fit and tries to kill the end of the hall... aka stomping around, slashing at the floor, and smacking the walls with her tentacles. ]
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He's so tired.
Calling over to D.Va: ]
Calm down, everything's fine! Leave the walls alone!
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Once he does have them, he does start heading in D.Va's direction.
And with much less diplomacy:]
Are you done?
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To D.Va, though, once they're back out in the hallway (after he glances between her and the bush a few times): ]
It's okay. Don't worry about it.
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But when they do reach D.Va:]
Where are you trying to go?
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intensity's got the right priorities! ]
[ she looks at the bush one last time and then makes some sort of pathetic noise before jerking her head in the direction of the stairs. this time, she doesn't bolt up them, but takes them slowly and moves a few rooms down the hall before choosing one. ]
[ headbutting the door in she starts knocking the beds on their side and pulling the mattresses off, moving them into a pile at the center of the room. pillows and blankets soon join it as she goes to raid the other nearby rooms. ]
[ here. this. nest. ]
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Hang on ]
All this is because you want to cuddle?
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This is their life now. These are their choices.
Yoinks the bush out of her hand/tentacle/claw as she zooms by and is just going to usher King and his precious bush to the center of that nest.
Better get comfy before she gets back. It's probably his last opportunity.]
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king is important,
intensity is precious,
so this just makes sense. ]
[ her main goal is to warm up though. running around she realized all of the abandoned buildings didn't have jack shit in them, and the park could have been a decent place to make a nest if not for it being outside. this seemed like the most logical place to come... don't @ her. ]
[ she returns with a lamp, but she can't figure how to get it into the room. for a good few minutes they can watch her fail to realize she's got to turn it to get it inside, so eventually she just gives up; joining them in the room. ]
[ flopping down she tries to nestle beneath all the stuff she grabbed, all while getting as close to the both of them as humanly possible. ]
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As she's curling up around them, he drops his voice -- not that she's seemed to understand anything said so far, but still. ]
If being upset triggered this, then maybe this will calm her down and she'll return to normal...
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Right.
[Said as he shifts so that he can sit up and pats D.Va affectionately on the head.]
Can you hold him still for a little bit?
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[ and gets enough of that sentence to realize what it is she must do. springs up out of the blankets and scoops up king, restraining him a bit with her tentacles so intensity can bandage him up! ]
[ TEAMWORK! ]
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Wh-- hey!
[ Once more he is all tangled up in tentacles ]
You could just ask me.
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So be a good patient.
[He says as he cleans and wraps up King's shoulder so at the very least it won't get infected.]
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[ looks over his shoulder to watch as intensity takes care of things. wow, this sure is interesting. she's getting some ideas. ]
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He makes a face, but holds still. The wound itself is three large gashes through his shoulder and chest, but aside from being particularly nasty, they won't appear to have hit anything important. ]
I said I would deal with this after she's taken care of.
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She's not going anywhere. You're not going anywhere.
And the last thing she needs is to come to her senses with you battered and bloodied. She'll just run off again.
[The chest area is harder to treat, but Intensity will do what he can. Shoving tentacles out of the way so he can sterilize and bandage the worst of it.
And when that's done, with a gentle tap of his fingertips, King's clothes mend themselves so it doesn't even look like he was injured at all.]
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[ he can fix more than just wind chimes?! she looks at king's clothes, then to intensity, then to king's clothes, then to intensity, and then to the bush. intensity! hey, intensity, can you fix the bush?! ]
[ she sets king down and gives him another lick for being such a good patient and then she's grabbing the bush and shoving it at intensity. here! fix this next! ]
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He just scoots aside to give Intensity better access to the bush. ]
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Starts explaining as if she would understand:]
It has to be inorganic or dead.
That---
[Points to the bush]
Qualifies as neither.
Maybe after it dries out completely.
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no more hiding things. ]
[ she doesn't understand, but she kind of gets the gist from his pushing it aside and the expression he's got on his face. the bush is... going to remain in bad shape. she makes a low murmur in the back of her throat and flops down in the pile of blankets, using her hind legs to drive herself underneath some of the other pillows and mattresses and blankets. her tail remains out, as do some of her tentacles, which just flop about as she makes another depressed sound. ]
[ she hurt king and her present to king is ruined. ]
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He pats the sad lump a few times, placatingly. ]
It's fine, like I said. Just relax.
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Except.
Wait.
Pushes himself back up to go fetch the lamp and bring it into the room]
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