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[heterochrocatic]

[ Much like poor Tenten, Catra is broadcasting live from the infirmary. In fact, if you squint you'll probably be able to see which bed she's in to relation to Tenten. The poor woman has been bandaged to hell and back, her head wrapped in dressings, though there's enough visible for it to be clear that whatever happened to her, it was necessary for that big, poofy mane of hair to be shorn away in order for it to be treated.

At least she's not missing half her face. When she speaks, her voice is rough and croaky. She's still recovering from whatever it was that happened to her a few days back. ]

I guess I'm alive. Don't everyone celebrate at once.

[ The jab is accompanied by a weak smile. ]

What'd I miss?

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[WADDED UP NAPKIN]

[71lines]

[Yeah, she kinda just. Chucked that into Catra's lap from her bed. It starts in Japanese, then gets crossed out and continues in that dumb language they suddenly knew at Jorgmund.]

When I told you to watch out for Adora because she's a hero, it wasn't a hint for you to try to be one!

[heterochrocatic]

[ Catra winces as the paper gets tossed at her. ]

Why don't you just say it?

[ Croak. Bleh. ]

I ran into her on my way to see you. Next time I'll make sure not to stumble on any surprise murderers.

[71lines]

[She doesn't say anything because she doesn't trust herself not to burst into tears. That's against the Shinobi Code, even if they're of anger and frustration. It was bad enough that this had happened to her and Setsuna, but for Catra, who only got hit because she was there to visit...]

Or at least try not to get nearly killed, jerk.

[heterochrocatic]

I did my best. She was faster than I expected. I've gone toe-to-toe with She-Ra.

[ Then again, was She-Ra ever really trying to kill her? ]

She used this gas on me and I don't remember much of what happened after that.

[71lines]

[She's not sure what to say about that. She-ra means nothing to her. Nor does the gas, save for the obvious effects on Catra.

She starts to scribble something else down, and the napkin rips. She scowls, starts over, then just flings the pen down and shreds the entire thing, flinging it into the air. She rolls over, facing the wall, and wraps the blankets tight around her so that the shivering doesn't tell as easily.

If she weren't so inadequate, things wouldn't've gotten this far in the first place. And now the number of wounded keeps climbing because she couldn't take care of her own messes.]

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[princesspower]

Catra! You're awake! I'll be right there-!

[ She basically only left so she could sleep and even then, she's still exhausted. ]

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[heterochrocatic]

What? Why?

[ Of course, Adora is already on the way here, so... not much she can do about it. ]

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[princesspower]

Because you almost died!

[ Which is really all she has to say before she makes it down to the infirmary at a jog. She immediately crosses over to Catra's bed and hovers for a moment, as if she's trying to decide whether Catra is well enough to hug. ]

You're okay... [ As if she can't quite believe it herself. ]

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[heterochrocatic]

[ Catra is still bandaged, her hair is gone, and she's still not quite able to speak without it feeling like swallowed sandpaper, but she's on the mend? She looks up at Adora, grumpy as all hell. ]

Yeah. She-Ra. Of course I'm fine. You came to save the day when I told you to go make sure everyone in the infirmary was okay.

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[bothbarrels]

[ North has been hanging around med bay to attend to Wash, but he certainly doesn't mind associating with others who are stuck in the facilities as well. After Catra's post he breezes over to her. ]

Need anything I can get you?

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[heterochrocatic]

[ Catra blinks up at North. She still feels a little woozy from the drugs. Also the brain damage. ]

I think I'm okay.

[ She's more subdued than usual. She might typically snap at a hand reached out in comfort but she finds she doesn't have the energy to argue with everyone. Just with Adora. ]

[bothbarrels]

You sure? I hear tell there are pudding cups if one behaves well for the nurses.

[ He says it in the tone a parent would say that for a child that could use some encouragement to behave. Not that he knows that much about how Catra normally behaves. ]

[heterochrocatic]

I don't need a pudding cup.

[ Grumble grumble grumble. ]

I'm not a kid.

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[monkey_wrench]

[Just going to do this over text, because that's easier. He's not good for, 'hey, good to see you're not dead' talks. One of many reasons he's avoided any comms with the others who were attacked.

But there should be some villain solidarity here, right? Especially when it's only the two of them that he was aware of.]

congrats on not biting the big one.

[Use empathy and compassion [Y/N]?: N]

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[heterochrocatic]

Heeey Jack.

[ She's a little woozy and on drugs still, so she's not quite as sharp around the edges as normal. ]

You're still alive.

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[monkey_wrench]

[Oh awesome, she was drugged to the gills. Maybe she wouldn't remember this. He was oddly okay with that. Didn't need to build a reputation for showing concern for people.]

that i am. but then i wasn't the one that went tow to tow with our newest not so friendly homicidal resident

[It takes a bit before he can get himself to text the next few lines. How does one check on someones welfare without sounding like they care? Fuck, he was so bad at this.]

how are you holding up? looks like they decided you needed a hair cut.

[heterochrocatic]

[ Catra gives a little shrug. ]

She tried to squeeze my head like a lemon so uh. I think they needed to be able to mess with my skull.

[ Sorry Jack, she's not that drugged. ]

It's been a weird few days.

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[garmr]

[A certain someone's been hanging around the Medbay a bit more often than usual. He mostly stuck to business when talking to Catra before, but still felt some level of responsibility for the ones that agreed to help and got hurt.

So - here he was, continuing his watch.]

Hey. You holdin' up okay?

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[heterochrocatic]

[ Catra flicks her attention lazily from her (new) communicator to look over at Guts. There's a flicker of exhausted energy in her face, then she gives a weary shrug. ]

I'm alive.

[ The underlying, unsaid, 'unfortunately' isn't quite obvious but it's there in the tired expression on her face and the tone of her voice. ]

[garmr]

It sounds like you're the reason a lotta other people are, too.

[Catra almost died to protect the injured here. That means something.]

[heterochrocatic]

...Whatever.

[ Catra is trying to shrug it off. ]

It's not like I had a choice. I opened a closet and she was in there murdering someone else already.

[walkingballpit]

Can we celebrate in succession?

[ Okay, he’s being pedantic. ]

I’m glad you’re okay.

[heterochrocatic]

If you have to.

[ Catra smiles. Just a little. ]

I'm glad I'm okay, too.

[walkingballpit]

I’ll take a number. In the meantime, let me know if you need anything? I’m not going to come running when you ring a bell, but I can bring you library books or something.

[heterochrocatic]

So you know last time when I said don't do this? It's still true this time.