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"ill be fine im as tough as i am stupid" he pulls out a tooth from his leg and curses like a british sailor at the pain

Jarlen shrugged.”Can’t say I didn’t offer.”

"anything happen while i was out on patrol?"

“Not that I know of. A bit of chat here and there.”

"cool well back out i go just came back for a moments reprise" and once more poofs off to combat

*lurks*

"Off he goes."

She secretly took another chug from the bottle.

and he returns later obviously banged up but still on his feet only out of sheer stubbornness of choosing to not pass out holding a small dog he had named sif

Jarlen noticed but payed no mind to the action.

The vampire yawned seeming to come from out of nowhere. He rubbed his eyes an Icy blue gaze fell upon the room, he just stood there looking around

"move" he just kinda moved one leg being dragged across the floor obviously broken with some kind of black goo dripping off it from a monster he had just defeated

He just looked and pointed at the injury as well at the black goo

"minor wound ill recover im more worried for the pup" sure he was fighting off the need for blood and fatigue and his wound but well he REALLY wanted to help the poor animal he had in his arm

((basically look up sif from dark souls but at the size of a normal wolf))

((i know who sif is, he's the dogmeat of dark souls to me anyway)) He quickly phased through the man to look at the dog upon seeing the dog's condition sadness filled Tacy's heart

"he needs help i don't have the supplies please"

Tacy Simply shook his head and put his hands on the sides of the dogs face, phasing through with yellow light the doggos pain and wounds would slowly be healed

"thank you" he had the sword sif usually had in his mouth being used as an improvised crunch he'd feed later the dog came first

"Raaaawr, U-110 is a shaaaaaaark."

"not now too much pain"