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realityshifted2010-12-12 03:13 pm
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[There's an Aries in the kitchen. One who's golden cloth is half destroyed, it's surface riddled with cracks, tiny pieces blasted off and even entire chucks gone. Shion himself is nearly as banged up as his Cloth, although he's taken time to crudely bandage his more obvious wounds there's many tiny scratches and scraps he hasn't seen to yet. Instead he seems more interested in the plate of cupcakes he found on the counter. There is a kettle slowly heating on the stove next to him. Anyone who comes near enough might notices that he's abnormally pale and shaking sightly. There's slowly melting frost covering the edges of his armor too, although he hardly seems aware of it.]

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[He watches Shion awhile, then..]
Take your Cloth off. You're both injured.
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[Mu sits next to Shion, and starts with the bandaged wounds, unwrapping them gently and healing the injuries underneath. He's silent in the meantime, though he does ease up on his psychic shields, sort of metaphorically telling Shion that he's willing to listen if Shion wants to talk.]
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[His hands still again, thinking.]
I see.
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Masters have a way of doing that.