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[cardio_swindle]

[Stalker? Tyki? Lurking around in the North Wing, following his little Tease stealthily through the halls until he gets to Klaud's room? He's not up to anything, honest.]

[He's still beaten and battered, but clean now, and dressed in fresh clothing. And totally slipping through the wall to ease himself into the General's rooms.]

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[payingrespects]

[Klaud sat in the small kitchen at the table. She was half dressed from the waist up, medical supplies of all sorts strewn about on the table. Gingerly she was slowly patching herself up again, helping these physical wounds healed. Her rib cage was bruised but she was somewhat pleased to note nothing was broken.

Her hair was still down and tangled. Earlier she had poorly washed off the blood and dirt on her face but smudges still remained. A proper shower would come later. Klaud went over lists in her mind, a way to help her cope with the greater losses. She couldn't say it helped much but it was better than curling up into a pitiful mess.]

[cardio_swindle]

[Tyki steps into the room silently, from behind Klaud. He flicks his Tease away, to go hide in a corner somewhere, and he approaches her, treading on air, before reaching out to take the first aid kit from the table.]

[payingrespects]

[The movement made her jerk which she regretted instantly when the pain nerves kicked in soon after. Throwing an arm over her chest Klaud shot out from her chair and took a step back. Her eyes were wide with barely contained fury.]

Get out.

[cardio_swindle]

[Tyki ignores her, sorting through the supplies until he finds the antiseptic gel and bandages.]

Sit down, woman.