Hashy walks-slithers towards Longram and Asagi, recently arrived and regaining his humanoid form once more. He looks at the demon-girl with bothered expression. There's nothing on his face telling of his recent experiences, it's as if he's always been here and it's an usual day for him.
(@Longram) Hastur: Still getting lots o' sleep, I see. No changes from earlier?
Kai: I can tell
-the mustache'd man leads six to the med bay, it's pretty standard. Though unlike with the zeon med bay there's no signs of horrific medical experiments-
Doctor: oh, we have a guest? Take a seat and lets see what I can do.
-and so six does not die from blood loss-
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-after getting the biofoam out of the wound and sedating him you manage to close off his hand stump and get everything in there working again-
-He's not dead, but he's going to take a little while to recover-
-His armor, meanwhile, is thrown into a pile next to his bed-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Artorias) Hastur: Pleased to meet you as well. You may call me Hastur.
Hastur responds to handshake, and his hand is unnaturally heavy for an unassuming teen
he appears to be. It seems like it has six times the normal weight or so.
—Artorias returns the handshake, though he feels like his hand is somehow burnt by the contact with Hastur. And by how weighty his hand is.—
@Hastur: That's...quite the handshake you have there. You, wouldn't happen to be familiar with otherworldy...entities, would you?
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.@Hastur: It's not like that at all. It's just, the last time I encountered one with powers like yours...They crushed my spirit and I became their puppet. I've found myself uneasy around beings like that ever since. I meant no offense.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Naomi: Oh thank God! That was actually legitimately terrifying.
Is adventuring always this hard?
-thumps back down into the truck bed-
-Meanwhile, because TIME SHENANIGANS-
-Six is lying down in his cot, having managed to retrieve his right arm greave-
-He is busying himself by messing around with the TACPAD built into it-
-His left arm is bandaged and hooked up to machines, but it only looks grisly-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

-Well, the sentiment is certainly nice...but she's still kinda just lying there since you're just thinking it
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