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Khemrys ([personal profile] homeless_pard) wrote 2024-04-26 05:59 am (UTC)

"Pleasure meeting you," he nodded gently, still not moving. Someone would give him instructions on where to go when the time came (or they'd just tow him in the van but hey). Never hurt to be polite to people in these situations.

Oh ex-military types. That was actually comforting and had Dan relaxing a touch, he knew military! And it wasn't long before he was rather professionally ziptied and sat in the back of one of the vehicles as people focused on other things. Like washing runways and getting bodies zipped up and bagged up to toss back in the trashed van. A good crew, and he felt these were, could likely dispose of them all together in one go without question instead of needing to send bits in different directions.

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Khemrys was running through the door within twenty minutes of being called? Healer's bag on her shoulder, slippers on her feet. "Nathaniel? Nathaniel where are you?" IT WAS DARK AND THE DOOR WAS BUSTED SHE HAD TO ASK!

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