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[ROXANNE R.]

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Ever since the raid, Roan had been... tired. Even more so than usual. Exhausted was probably the proper word for it, really. Not only had he been dealing with bringing Diya home and treating her injuries, but then the raiding party had returned as well. Obviously a great deal of them were injured, and the soothsayer had spent hours treating all of their various wounds and bruises. By the time he was done, he wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and rest. And that was indeed what he had done, passing out in his small section of the temple with his pelt a mess, full of various herbs that he hadn't bothered cleaning up just yet. He was vaguely aware of the fact that his mama had come to stay with Diya, but he didn't have any issues with that – as long as Diya didn't leave the temple. While he knew he couldn't keep her in the temple for all that long – she was far too restless – he was hoping to keep her in place for at least a couple of days. Just until she was strong enough to properly be back up and moving around The Typhoon as usual.

Roan was finally roused from his slumber a few minutes after his mama had left, blinking open his exhausted blue gaze and glancing around the temple. His jaws stretched open in a yawn, and he slowly got up to his paws, grabbing his satchel and slipping out past Diya. The open air woke him up fairly quickly, and while he still felt the desire to sleep for a little longer, he figured he'd better go and refill his heart stocks. He was running a little low on... pretty much everything, considering the recent raid. So, he headed off in the direction of the jungle, tail twitching behind him as he noticed Roxanne's scent trail leading there as well. What was she doing...? He couldn't help the feeling of worry that lingered in his gut as he sped up his pace. His anxieties only got worse when the scent of blood reached him, and he found himself shouting, "Roxanne! Mama! Where the hell are you?" Had the Coalition decided to strike back so quickly? That didn't seem likely, considering the horrid injuries that The Typhoon had inflicted upon them. Still, he didn't entirely rule it out, finding his heart pounding rather quickly – he had just lost his uncle, he couldn't lose his mama too.

Thankfully, it wasn't long before Roxie emerged from the trees. Not so thankfully, she was bleeding from her shoulder, and limping along. A huff of frustration left Roan as he rushed over to where she laid, muttering, "What happened? Was it the Coalition?" It certainly didn't smell like it had been the Coalition, but he also couldn't think much over the smell of his mama's blood – again. With a sigh, he reached into his bag for his usual infection-preventing poultice, muttering as he reached out to try and apply it to the wound on her shoulder, "Please stay still, mama..." He then moved to grab some of his bandages, trying to apply those to the captain's shoulder as well.

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[VAYNE CIPHER-VANTAS.]

[glow=white,1,400]LIKE WE FORGET WHO WE CAN TRUST ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Vayne felt... awful about the whole rescue raid. It had not only been her fault for being stupid and trusting a complete stranger, but it also ended up with Michael dying and Diya becoming dangerously close to it. She felt awful, absolutely terrible. Danny has also gotten himself captured, with Vayne believing that he had been attempting to save her. It wasn't hard to miss the awe some NPCs talking about how Roxanne had ripped Aphra in half - and although Vayne despised her mother, she wasn't entirely sure if... she deserved that. But maybe she did; Vayne was on the fence about it.

Roxanne howling out in pain alerted Vayne and the young spotted she-cat came running after Roan, worry and concern very clearly radiating off her. "... If you need me to get something, let me know." She offered towards Roan, biting her lip nervously. The wound likely (hopefully) wouldn't kill Roxanne, but still, Vayne was worried for the Captain. Roan seemed to have things covered, as always, though, and Vayne didn't want to repeat the question that the Soothslayer already asked.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]