09-28-2018, 09:16 PM
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along came venus, their silvery twin tails trailing behind them as the wind's hands picked them up into the air and flew them like its own kites. a sapphire gaze was drawn to the pair at sunhaven's doorstep - the sight of the goldenblood and the helion in a distressing state as they arrived back from the ascendants. what the hell kind of civil judgement had the pair received? it appeared to be that monroe had bore the brunt of whatever had happened to the two anyways; which was odd considering from what venus had gather, it was bucky who was being judged today. as the kitsune dragged their azure hues over the pair, they were none the the wiser that buckingham had relapsed into that machine that had plagued venus' nightmares almost a full year ago now. that thing. receding into his machine wiring and neglecting his morals at the thought of his first mission - something that venus used to remember vividly as well.
as the sunhaven member made their way over towards the pair, venus' was admittedly more concerned with monroe's condition but intrigued with bucky's own too. hastily the kitsune retrieved a sterile wet cloth from their satchel, something less and less common to see on the kitsune's form, frowning at the visible abrasions on the helion's hind with dismay. the group still had no proper medic, and seen as how venus was one of the few left from the pre-existing medicine guild the kitsune would have to simply carry on their work as a guild member despite the fact that the establishment was gone. pain and misery never stopped for political issues.
looking up to the taller monroe, silently venus tried to see if their acts of medical assistance were approved of. not that the kitsune really cared - the guy was going to end up killing himself if he didn't accept the help- but venus respected the fact that medics were supposed to receive consent before helping anyone. "so, did the meeting go well?" keeping their voice calm and steady, venus' gaze drifted up from the cuts to meet the pair's own. bemused as to how exactly the two would respond. but perhaps the whole thing had been a roaring success and venus was just a nihilist.