Se'rox mumbled something unintelligible (even to her ears) to 3 Z's question, sort of in an attempt to not alarm him. But, being a nobody, and having the same kind of life she had had, she doubted he would be calm about it anyways.
As she felt the vibrations from outside, she could tell a few things.
1. The thing coming at them was flying. Fast.
2. The thing coming at them was probably a dragon.
3. It was carrying something.
4. It was being chased.
"Greeeaaat." Se'rox muttered, once she figured out the fourth thing. "Watch out." Se'rox said, way too calmly, as the Dragon approached quickly.
It wasn't slowing; it was going to pass over. For a moment, Se'rox considered that that might mean it had nothing to do with her.
Then she felt that the dragon dropped something. A rather large something, shaped like...
"Xangord!" Se'rox yelled, as Xangord fell quickly toward her.
Softening the earth below her into a nice mushy mud-pit, Se'rox opened her arms and caught Xangord, allowing the play in the mud to ensure that she wouldn't get hurt or that Xangord wouldn't either.
Of course, they were both covered liberally in mud. But that was fine.
Se'rox reformed the earth again, and took a few steps, holding Xangord.
"Zuchax the third... " Se'rox called out. "It's Xangord. She's unconscious, and... I think she's hurt. Badly."
Se'rox carried Xangord back into Chazu's house, remembering to drop the mud off both of them just before she crossed the threshhold.
Se'rox set Xangord on the couch.
"She's got a blade wound here." Se'rox said, ponting to the spot. "But, it's more complicated than that."
Se'rox felt the dragon from outside land. Se'rox realised it was probably Xangord's son.
"I think she's been poisoned. Can you heal?" Se'rox said, trying to figure out a plan before Xink came in and got upset.
(((ooc: was going to post for Rose, but i havent the time yet. Will be next entry, hopefully tonight. Thanks for being patient!!!)))
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