SARCOPHAGUS | {OPEN, SMALL EXPLOSION}

[Suiteheart]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Suiteheart often had her eyes to the skies. After the incidents with Joel and Pixel, whenever she patrolled, she felt obligated to see if anything else would come hurtling from the heavens. In recent days, the only thing worth noting that fell from the sky was Joel when he had attempted to fly. Other than that, birds of all sizes flew by. However, none of them crashed into the earth. Suite figured the end had been marked for star-fallen joiners, but clearly, fate had other ideas.

The great hurtling creature was like a bullet, and the sky was the gun. Within seconds of the Ecliptic Admiral noticing something headed on a collision course with their territory, it made impact. She squinted her eyes against the dust as she made her way forward. Once everything settled, she saw Luna and Bastille, both of whom were peering at whatever had fallen.

Curiosity got the better of her as it always did, and Suiteheart stepped closer to the crash site. The creature was dressed in armor, and something about it felt familiar. Shaking that thought, she examined Washington. She figured the strange armor took the majority of the blow, but she did not doubt the fall had fucking hurt. "Should we get a healer?" the white feline asked, arching a nonexistent eyebrow.