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( Two men and a xenomorph walk into a tavern —
...alternatively, stumble down a woodland road, breath staggered, seemingly drained — if not by the weight of the enormous forest creature they carry, bled and bound to a makeshift pallet of decayed logs, then by the constant, jittery effort to evade the strikes of its tail.
The Doctor drags the animal’s wooden bed by long, loosely woven strips of ripped cloth. Lan Wangji holds the pendant with one hand and his own cutting strings that fetter the beast with the other.
For their trouble, the creature’s tail lovingly smacks the Doctor on his flank, then thwaps Lan Wangji’s temple, on the swing back. It growls its thanks after, before settling into a... disturbing... purr... that seems to indicate the time to nap is nigh.
The Doctor, then: ) It's settling down a bit already! Just needed a proper looking after, really, like anything.
( Well said, Doctor. For your effort, have a nice, friendly, sleepy tail smack on the back. So Wangji doesn’t feel jealous, the snoring beast peers over his shoulder, drenching it in a sea of... drool. He sighs. )
We bear one of the Beastmaster’s creatures. Feral, wounded. Enemy of the Huntress in the woods.
( Who should have been long culled, but don’t let Lan Wangji’s long-suffering expression convince you of that. The enemy or their enemy, so on. )
It requires... healing to resume duties. We number those who know the care of animals?
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You underestimate me.
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[ She's giving it her own bedding. She gets to watch the puppy. ]
Your concern is touching.
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1/2
[ He has such a sensible yet poetic charm about him! ]
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\o/
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An understanding.
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[ The gift of friendship! ]
This isn't knowledge easily spared; only the Doctor and one other know. But gift or curse, it has served me too well to ignore now. Let us hope it serves.
[ If Wangji is going to be hovering around the monster then it makes sense for him to know. But snitches get stitches. ]
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Your only contribution?
[ She's been slandered! Or she's being seduced. It can go either way with her track record. Her ~delicate~ senses are topsy-turvy, how will she— ]
Have you seen a creature like it before in your travels?
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[ Sarcastic! Him? Never! ]
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[ I guess, he almost sighs.
And he is...missing the point. ]
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As if I were but a substitute.
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