⇨ THE EPILOGUE

[ringleaders]

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 61
Where: The Carnival
What: After all the rescues team return, it will be matter of tending to the wounded and getting the hell out of dodge. The Ringmaster can handle the fleeing part, but someone will need to look after those in the medical tent. Or, maybe, you just want to show up and ask what the hell happened.
Warnings: Some messed up consequences of faerie fuckery.

IN REPAIR↴ As the minutes tick past, all four rescue groups will eventually return. Everyone in the carnival is encouraged to help out, ensuring that the rescues and victims both are taken care of after the fact. You can tag in here as rescuers taking care of business around the carnival, victims recovering, or other workers checking in to see what's going on. This log is for general aftermath threads, made by anyone.

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Tyki Mikk | Medical Tent

[prazerbutterfly]

Compared to everyone else, Tyki isn't that in need of medical attention. He's cut in various places along the front of his body and in some areas he's bleeding but nothing too serious. For him it is not enough to bother someone over it. It's the effect of being on the front line while trying to get out of a certain thorny situation. He's already pulled any remaining thorns from the Rose Queen soldier's whips from his arms. Gon took more of the damage than he did. Nothing short of someone he respects, worries too much, or suckers him in easily is going to get him to go see someone. Despite it all he's making a point of staying near the front of the medical tent, somewhat near Sans whenever he's there and against one of the poles embedded in the ground of the tent itself. Sometimes there is a cigarette between his lips, sometimes there is not.

He's there for several reasons. Protection, support, free hugs, conversation, and it being the choice place right now for gathering. Chances are he'll be there all day, unless he has reason to leave, until everyone returns from the rescue parties. He hasn't had a chance to make his way back to his trailer but he will given time. For now he'll watch people flood in and out with a tired expression on his face. He barely slept in the last two days and it shows. At least, he does seem rather calm.

[osteothropy]

Sans wakes up a couple times to check to see if all the teams are back yet. He's pretty tired, at this point, but he doesn't want to turn back until he's sure they're all finished. So, he cuts his waiting time with napping, until the time that his survey of the area suggests to him that it's mission accomplished, and the carnival is on its way out of there.

It's then that he sits up on his two sets of paws and stretches, yawning in a way that releases bright blue fog. Clacking his teeth as he finishes, he turns to look at Tyki, who seems to have been out and about more than he was.

"Things looking good?" he asks, still sleepy. The combination of him being sleepy and also a huge rumbling dog beast is odd.

[prazerbutterfly]

With people rushing in and out of the tent, it takes some concentration to focus on who is leaving and who is going. He may not be good at math but he could keep a proper list, maintain a stock and inventory things around him. It made him good at social politics, catching onto important names and managing things and people around him without losing track of where they were. It's why he's so good at what he does, a good errand boy at least.

But even with such concentration, it's not hard to miss the lumbering beast besides him rising onto his paws and giving that adorable yawn. Honestly, every time he sees this skeleton he seems less like the Warden and more like just... Sans.

"So far. My group got back about a half an hour ago. Steven has been rescued and no one else was taken nor critically injured. Well, Steven has undergone some modifications from the last I saw him."

[osteothropy]

Sans gives a subconscious whip of his tail at that, complete with it's still very present scorpion barb.

"Ah, shit," he says, looking towards the medical tent. His imagination is already getting pretty inventive with that idea. "Is it bad?"

He hates the idea of anyone getting messed with like that.

[prazerbutterfly]

He reaches out to reassure him but then his fingers curl and he withdraws his hand to his side again. He looks down towards the space between his knees, down at the cuts here and there on his clothing.

He looks away towards the medical tent, "He's not alone right now but when he found him, he was rooted to the ground as if he were a garden decoration. Crystal entwined within his body far more than I've seen on anyone else." He then looks back at Sans, his fingers raising to curl against his chin, thumb playing with the edge of his lip in thought, "I don't know what the Blue Rose actually looks like but there was a point the Rose Queen touched him. All around us energy began to flare and the glowing crystal roses around us looked just like his skin did. Half plant, half crystal."

His teeth grit gently in the back of his mouth, "She was using him."

[osteothropy]

Sans isn't super familiar with the Blue Rose, but he has seen it, so this isn't hard to imagine. It's an uncomfortable idea to say the least, especially given what he knows about partly turning to stone.

"So the RM was right," he says. "She was saying on the radio... she thought the Queen would try to connect to the Rose through him."

[prazerbutterfly]

"I heard. I don't reply often to the radio but I do listen quite often. It was all the more clearer once I saw it." He gestures with his left hand while trying to recall the feeling, "Freezing yet hot. All around us. If Steven hadn't resisted thanks to his friends assistance, I'm sure we'd be dead."

But that wasn't really terrifying for him. What bothered him the most was how remotely attached he still seemed to her. All the more reason he's glad the only one he'd technically be in service to was dead.

[steadydollypegs]

When Doll hears that people are starting to come back to the carnival, despite her feelings towards everything that had happened with Joker and Ginko, she still finds herself running to check on everyone. Just to see, she tells herself. If Joker wants to talk, and he said that he did, he could find her somewhere that wasn't so public. She's just going to look-- yeah, that's it.

Fortunately one of the people she'd been concerned about, Tyki, is right there at the entrance. Relief washes over her face and she runs to wrap her arms around his chest in a tight hug.

"Yer alright..."

[prazerbutterfly]

There are some things he's not happy with either, especially when it comes to Steven, Joker, and Strange, but he doesn't voice them. There's no point when he knows others will. There was also no point in telling Doll. She had enough on her plate dealing with her brother. Still, it wasn't as if he wouldn't if she asked.

He reads her body language well when she runs towards him and his arms are open to receive her in that tight hug. It doesn't hurt this time, not like it did at the Manor, with only minor cuts here and there and gashes at places where the bleeding as contained itself.

"Yes, yes. I'm alright."

[steadydollypegs]

"Thank goodness," she sighs heavily into his chest and pulls back for a moment to look at his injuries. Doll sighs again, but gives him a wry smile. They always come back, but they can't do her the courtesy of coming back without any holes in them?

"Do I hafta take care 'a this too? Waitin' fer Doctor Doll ta come t'the rescue hm?"

[prazerbutterfly]

Well, at least this time she's not sobbing against him. Don't let him get blood on such a pretty face. He pinches her cheek and tugs at that smile a little, working it between forefinger and thumb before releasing it. The fact they keep coming back at all baffles him. He is a firm believer of the fact that one can't save everyone.

"My injuries aren't that bad. They'll heal on their own within a day or two. Yet, I do admit you are the best doctor around~" he says within earshot of actual doctors and medical.

[steadydollypegs]

"Aaah, Tyki, c'mon then, leggo!" Doll laughs and flails at Tyki's hands until he lets go. Her smile stays in place for a few more seconds as she rubs her face, but it's fairly quick to fall again. It's been a long few weeks for Doll, between losing Tamaki and fighting with Joker. But she's clearly trying.

"Oh sure. We'll see what happens when somebody breaks their leg, hm?" She folds her arms and eyes his injuries again, still looking mildly concerned despite Tyki's reassurance that he would be fine. "...y'sure ya don' wanna even clean that up? What happened anyway?"

[prazerbutterfly]

"Sorry, this face is just too adorable," he says, giving her a compliment and something she likes about herself, "From the smile to the line of freckles." But that smile disappears just as it always does.

"Now that's something I have been pondering. I haven't had the luxury of breaking my leg in carnival," Nor has he really done it outside of it either. Tyki is rather durable. "I suppose a knight must look presentable for his princess." Sorry, he's still kind of stuff in narrative mode.

Tyki's always been honest with Doll even with Joker involved, "The Rose Queen. We were following the narrative in order to manipulate the situation to our advantage. Apparently using the story we make up that is somewhat believable is the defenses the Scribe and Curator gave to us. We managed to get Steven but she kind of got mad and summoned her minions. They have rather nasty whips and it tore through those leading the escape. I was one of the ones in the front."

oh no I thought I'd sent this,,,

[soft_focus]

Reira naturally has no need of medical attention, because she shouldn't be in any situations that would require it. And, well, she's successfully stayed out of them in that way so she's alright. That does not mean she isn't at the med tent however. In fact, she comes by quite often, and has been since not long after Herbert's return-

What started as bringing him some congratulatory cookies from the cookhouse has quickly become trying to deliver cookies to literally anyone who happens to be in there.

So...she sort of pauses as she comes over, bundle of cookies at her front, some sort of new horn dangling off her shoulder, and...the still 'Griffon' shaped 'sparrow' following behind. It seems to keep forgetting it's no longer small, if curious and upset poking at the girl's hair is any sign. "Ah..."

Well hello Tyki. "....Did you go rescue someone too?"

You thought wrong dun dun duuuuun

[prazerbutterfly]

He's thankful for that given how long she seemed to be out in the library. Her nearest friend was an interesting addition but he doesn't say it out loud. Right now there were a lot of other things going on and he was keeping tabs mostly for anyone that wanted to know who was coming and who was going.

He looks down at the cookies with mild interest. He is kind of hungry from all the on the go moving and regrouping. It's just not sweet he's craving.

"Yes, my group went after Steven. He'll likely be alright." With recovery. Lots of recovery.

[soft_focus]

It may not be what he's craving, but it is what she's offering, almost immediately after he answers her. Nodding, she silently insists upon the cookies. "Mnh- you can have some of these then. They're for the people who went 'outside'," she explains, sounding rather serious. "Since people got hurt, or just tired."

[prazerbutterfly]

He stares at the cookies still before reaching out to take one. He doesn't take a bite and lets it sit there in his hand. There's a lot on his mind right now with Steven, the Manor again, and other situations creeping into his mind. A lot of him just wants to go off for some quality alone time. "How thoughtful of you. A warm cookie does the soul good." He meets her eyes with some sincerity, "Were you alright out there?"

[soft_focus]

Reira beams, letting him take the cookie. She's fine if he's not eating it. It's his now, regardless.

That said, she quickly shakes her head. "...I stayed here, after the shadows disappeared," she explains, before frowning. "...Unless you mean... ...When the shadows were there? ...I just stayed with niisama and Kage, and used my shield to make light."

[prazerbutterfly]

He's sure it'll taste good, whatever flavor it is, but he twirls it against his fingers gently.

"Ah good, you were with family," he responds despite knowing what she said before. Family was more likely to protect over anything selfish and undesirable. Or at least, he assumed her brother would. Yet, it's a possibility that Reira was better qualified at the moment given the way the carnival worked. "Resourceful. I was hoping you'd be alright."

[exaomori]

For her part, Shura had kept to her assigned duties, patrolling the mostly empty carnival grounds, just in case. It was better if everyone on the rescue mission was able to focus on that instead of worrying about what might be going on in their absence.

It is a relief so see the parties streaming in. But how many of them were injured and how badly? That doctor had left Yukio and Shiemi alone--for probably decent reasons, but still. It's the urge to check on those two that draws Shura towards the med tent when she has a chance. She isn't expecting to see Tyki there, waiting outside, but it isn't much of a surprise.

"My, don't tell me you're bein' shy about getting looked at~ There's a cute girl workin' there now, y'know?"

[prazerbutterfly]

He snorts gently at her teasing with his body straightening against whatever it is leaning against. He looks casually over towards Sans sleeping there in his giant dog Warden state, and back over towards her.

He raises a hand and waves it off lightly before gesturing towards the rest of him, "No shyness but almost unnecessary. I have a quick self healing, if you must know, and something as small as this would normally heal within an hour or two. Here in carnival it takes perhaps a couple of days." It's his clothing that'll need a little more repair over anything. Nui will see to that. He does though tilt his head at her statement, "Cute girl?" He hadn't had a chance to stalk the medical tent lately with how much he's been out in the library. Now that he thinks about it he hasn't seen that blond CROW either.

[exaomori]

Shura follows his gaze to her sleeping boss, wonders if she should be doing anything else. Well, it wasn't like she knew him that well, and he seemed okay where he was. "Aah, regeneration? That makes things easy." Something in her tone makes it sound like she may have a bit of first hand experience with just how nice it is to have that kind of ability.

"Moriyama, yeah. She showed up while you guys were out, guess she made a contract right before. Great timing for a newcomer, right?"

[prazerbutterfly]

"It pays to have accelerated healing. Can't say I can share it with anyone else. So yes, regeneration is a good word." It also kept him looking youthful and this beautiful forever. Noah aged really, really slowly. Tone and body language are everything to Tyki and he files that tidbit away for later.

"Indeed. Most of the time the medical staff is unneeded despite a hazard here or there. Then again, even if one of them isn't cut out for whatever stress is incurring it is not as if they have much of a choice right now." He does tilt his though at the name, "Cute cute or beautifully cute?"

[exaomori]

"Cute cute, though she'll probably grow out of the cute in the next coupla' years. Sixteen's that kind of age, y'know?" Sixteen, when kids should be out having fun and doing dumb teenage things. Shura could remember her own stupid antics, and she laughs.

"I don't think she's met anyone as slick as you before, you'll prolly make her blush, nyeheh!" Sure, Yukio was polite, but he was neither suave nor debonair. Few exorcists were.

[prazerbutterfly]

"Sixteen is that age. In my day and age a woman is already a woman by sixteen. Yet it is refreshing to see the modern age has changed," with considerable life changes. Woman of his day and age were so kept, proper, and only knew to please their fathers. It's why he was such a deviant in sneaking into their bedrooms at night or enticing them to blossom out otherwise. In the modern world women did everything on their own. It made things exciting.

"Well, I suppose I might have to see if I can." Thankfully she is going to be safe from his more intense flirting right now.