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"I am not interested in speaking with you. Stop pestering me."

[ Wow, what a friendly person you're trying to contact on this fine day!! ]

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[mombastic]

Are you safe?

[ She'd posed the same question to Stahn, last night, knowing he'd had two robots instead of just one murderous companion-- but she'd been too exhausted to continue contacting everyone, so he'll get this the following day instead. ]

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[The response will come within a window of five minutes, so at least he's around and about and doesn't have to consider it much.]

I am uninjured.

Yourself?

[mombastic]

I'm doing better now.

[ SO DON'T WORRY... ]

[discard]

[He's too tired to even kick up a fuss right now.]

Then you were injured before.

[mombastic]

Yes. But it's been treated.

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Did you activate your robot?

[mombastic]

[ Haaaaaaa. ]

Unfortunately.

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[He doesn't even have the energy to scold her for it right now.

After all, if she was injured, she's definitely already kicking herself for it.]

How badly were you injured?

[mombastic]

Just a cut, really. In a very annoying place.

[ Bloodloss was never fun. ]

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Where are you now?

[The hospital? Home? Not that he's worried but--]

[mombastic]

[ Well. ]

I'm home now. If you'd like to drop by later, the door shouldn't be a problem.

[ Because Hiro KICKED IT DOWN. ]

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[.... HIRO...]

What is that supposed to mean?

[mombastic]

It's currently not attached.

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[He's rolling his eyes, you just can't see him.]

Of course it isn't. I will be there momentarily.

[After he calls the repair services like some people should've done before (lookin' at you, Hiro and Steven).]

[mombastic]

[ What a good kid. She's just going to curl up a bit on the couch and wait-- after she brings out a box of cookies to put on the coffee table. ]

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[He tries.

He'll show up a good half hour or so later, edging around the broken door to make his way into her apartment with unhindered strides this time.

He's not really too concerned with putting up appearances after everything that happened.]

... Otome.

[He's...kind of concerned actually, after seeing her curled up on the couch!!]

[mombastic]

Leon! [ And in contrast, Otome perks up immediately. She's perhaps not at her usual energy level, but one can't really heal blood loss and stress from trying to keep your homicidal robot under control. Nonetheless, she's still smiling brightly at the sight of him (and also discreetly glancing to make sure he's still in one piece). ]

I'm sorry about the... door.

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I doubt that was your fault.

[He'll just say that immediately, huffing shortly. All in one piece here, no injuries to be found! And he'll add in as a flippant, throwaway comment:] I've already notified the necessary worksmen.

[So... you should get a new door soon enough, Otome. But more importantly to him, he'll step forward, inspecting her quietly (and firmly ignoring the cookies even though he notices them for sure).]

How badly were you injured?

[mombastic]

You-- [ Of course he did, and her lips twitch like she's trying to suppress a smile, because that's incredibly sweet, but gushing about Leon to Leon is never a wise idea.

Besides, she has another question to answer, and that one's not as fun. ]

It was just my arm, and minor bruising. But scalpels are never really pleasant to be attacked with.

[ Being incredibly sharp and facing down a robot who shared her medical knowledge on where the larger veins were... ]

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[Yeah, it's just natural to him, so don't point it out. Instead, he focuses on her arm at that, frowning a little to himself.]

And you've gotten it treated?

[...]

To the fullest extent it possibly could be treated? [Not just lackadaisically IT'S BANDAGED, IT'S FINE.]

[mombastic]

Yes. Steven insisted on hauling me to the hospital and I was treated for everything there. When I'm a little more energetic, I'll be sure to heal it completely.

[ But she's saving her energy for now, and Kazfiel's. ]

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[Slowly, he arches an eyebrow at her, before he shakes his head and pulls Chaltier from his sheath. Come on.............. she knows he has healing abilities, he's not sure if he should be offended or not by this.

He chooses instead to not even grace that with a response, instead simply casting his arte.]

Heal.

[Sheesh.

And after that healing magic has settled over her, he frowns.]

Honestly. [Honestly!!]

[mombastic]

[ Using magic saps your energy okay, and who knows who else might be bleeding out today, she will be prepared.

But she also flashes him a smile. ]

Thank you, both of you.

[discard]

[Whatever, Otome, maybe fix your own stabbings first!!!

But Leon rolls his eyes at whatever Chaltier has to say, shaking his head quietly.]

He says that it was no trouble at all. [And clearly it wasn't for Leon either.

................... NOW WHAT. He didn't think this through at all!!]

[mombastic]

Cookie?

[ POINTING TO THAT BOX SHE KNOWS HE SAW. Otome may stay on the couch, though-- everything's been exhausting lately, and she can only imagine that Leon's equally, if not more, tired. ]