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[erythrophilia]

--nngh..... Where....

....

Is that...

....

Oh Lord, no. No, this can't--! [The voice cuts off in a hiss of pain.

So Grell is back and not so happy per usual. She's been dumped in the middle of the town square, quite beaten up and more than a little broken, and, most of all, quite human. For the next two weeks, Grell is one of the plain old

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[voice]

[seraphgoddess]

[ Just on her way from the store, Martel spots the severely injured Grell. She gasps in horror and runs up to the wounded 'woman'. ]

My goodness! What happened to you?

[erythrophilia]

[Grell looks up, wincing slightly.]

Our lovely captors decided to give me an all expense paid trip to their torture devices. Kind of them, isn't it?

[seraphgoddess]

That's horrible! Here, let me heal you.

[ Her hand hovers above Grell's wounds as a soft green light appears. ]

[erythrophilia]

Ah--! You--

[Too late. She can't get away from that, although...it's nice to be healed.]

[action]

[folkloristic]

[ Helios is on his way back from the bakery when he spots Grell. His eyes instantly widen as he makes his way over. ] O-Oh dear. You're...you're Grell, isn't it?

[ Those wounds look very nasty. What could possibly inflict such damage upon a death god? Helios looks around before turning his attention back to Grell. ] Who-who did this to you?

[action]

[erythrophilia]

[Lovely. If it wasn't terrible enough to be in this state, he had to be found by someone who last saw him trying to kill his friend.]

.....Our fine hosts, the lovely Malnosso, that's who.

[action]

[folkloristic]

[ Despite everything...Helios can't bring himself to harm Grell or even leave her in the state she's in. Never in a million years would he ever think about doing so. ]

I-I see. I can't see why they insist on doing so. D-Do you need- [ mm. ] --I'm, I'm not going to leave here, not like this. I can...heal you.

[ Helios moves closer now. Trying to get a better look at Grell as he does so. ]

[action]

[erythrophilia]

[She puts a hand to her chest, clutching at the collar of her shirt.]

....Why. Why would you want to heal me?

...I tried to resist and quite obviously failed.

[lostinmyway]

[It takes Grune a surprising amount of time (for anyone else) to register the tall, very red, and very battered woman in the middle of the square. When she finally does, she actually manages something of a hurry.

Even if Grell isn't a very nice person, that doesn't mean Grune can ignore her--not that such a thought even touches her mind.]

Oh, my, are you all right?

XD S'all good

[erythrophilia]

[Grell huffs and rolls onto her side, trying to at least sit up.]

Does it se--

[Oh, it's Grune. In an instant her sour mood changes and she sighs, trying less to get up.]

Well. Hello.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune kneels down at her side, trying to see where she's hurt.]

Hello, Grell. [Because you're always supposed to say hello back to someone.] Did something bad happen?

[erythrophilia]

[She sighs.]

Simply the Malnosso, my dear. The same as all wrongs to be dealt in this land.

[Voice]

[floralprophecy]

[recognises that voice]

Grell?

[Voice]

[erythrophilia]

[.................Oh, it's you]

....What.

[Voice]

[floralprophecy]

Are you... alright?