ten cups of tea -- (Audio)

[stupid_hat]

[An irritated- almost worried- feminine grunt is the first thing heard to those listening. Seems Filia had intentions of using her communicator before a certain guest arrived at her and Lina's doorstep, bloodied and black.]

Really now... getting yourself hurt.

[A sigh.]Listen, I don't care how much you 'enjoy' the feeling of your body failing on

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[jushinkan]

[Really? He thinks its hilarious. And ironic!]

It isn't like I went out to get shot you know.

[And with him? His newest toy. The gun he'd yanked from the scene. Without his powers, he wasn't going to be going anywhere without it.]

[stupid_hat]

[True, he did nearly slaughter her entire race, but... She had helped him before, hadn't she?

Gods, what is wrong with her?]

Just be quiet and let me find what supplies I managed to save from earlier. [The earlier, of course, is her referring to her own wound from a while back - her leg.

Full of varying emotions, Filia goes off in search of desired items, though, not without first suspiciously eying that gun in his hands.]

[jushinkan]

[He didn't know. Not right now, at least. He was just enjoying the free meal.

As for the wound in his stomach? ... It was hard to ignore the continual wisps of the black miasma that was his real form. While the other, less dangerous wounds bled and clotted, the serious damage betrayed him.]

If you happen to have a needle and thread, it might suit us better.

[The gun? He didn't look like he was in any state to use the damn thing. It was held loosely in the hand that wasn't clutching his stomach now, the staff leaning against the wall]

[stupid_hat]

[Perhaps it was simply because she, while an enemy in all regards, was still a warm-blooded being, a being who held emotions that often led to many downfalls.]

I think... I have those. [She calls this from behind a particularly shabby-looking counter.

Once she returns, she sets what she has gathered aside and begins to assess the damage with a strict, almost scholarly gaze.]

You ran into one of them, didn't you? [Filia mutters after a moment, frowning slightly at the flooding darkness. She certainly didn't like the looks of that - of anything that reminded her of just what Xellos truly was.]