forum Crossover Shenanigans // Closed with @whathappensifidothis // Stalkers welcome
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The soldier tilts their head at Resh. "Do you live under a rock, sir?" Hidden behind their mask was a smirk, but they were also curious about his lack of knowledge.

The woman looks over at the soldier. "Don't be rude in my house." She quickly resumes her activity. She fills up a bowl with water, and then wets a couple cloths. She hands one to Resh. "Use this to clean your blood."

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Resh huffs at the soldier, then shrugs. “In a way, I guess.” He takes the cloth from the woman, then continues speaking as he cleans the blood off of himself. “It’s a long story… and to be fair, I’d probably sound clinically insane if I told you.”

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The soldier rolls their eyes at Resh. "Clinically insane is something I have to take orders from most days. You can't be much worse."

The woman cleans the wolf's fur with the cloth as she listens to Resh. The wolf themselves has their eyes closed, resting.

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Resh laughs a little at the soldier’s comment. “Good point. Do you really wanna know that badly?” He looks back up at the soldier and smirks. Might as well be a little annoying.

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The soldier tilts their head to the side, looking at Resh. "I am curious. You're not really the usual kind of visitor we get here."

The woman finishes cleaning up the blood as best she can. There's still a stain in the wolf's fur, but they'll likely take care of it themselves. The woman pats the wolf's head a couple times to wake them up.

The wolf opens their eyes and stands up, stretching lazily. They inspect the wound–or rather where it used to be–and then look over at Resh.

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Resh sighs. “Alright then. Uhh… I’m not from here. Like- I’m not from this world. Neither are my friends. That part’s probably the most believable- Anyway, uh- we all just randomly appeared in a forest somewhere.“ He seems to be gesturing a lot while he’s talking. “We met a few people, got in an argument with a king, talked to a deity…” He trails off and mumbles a bit, then continues. “We ran into Cyrus in an abandoned village, he kicked us out because… I don’t remember, actually. Whatever.” He pauses blinks a few times. “I’m rambling aren’t I-?”

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The woman stares at Resh for a moment. “You’re from another world? And you talked to one of the Elders?”

The soldier huffs at the woman. “Forget that, which king did you get into an argument with? The midget?” They lean in, interested in his answer.

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Resh shakes his head. “No, he was pretty tall- only shorter than me by an inch or two. I forget his name, though…” He narrows his eyes and looks down, zoning out a bit.

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The soldier almost laughs at that. “Tseth? What did you do to piss him off?”

The wolf looks around for a moment before walking over to the closed door. They paw at the doorknob, but don’t succeed in opening it.

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Resh looks back up at the soldier. “Well- He introduced himself as the King of the Dark Dragons and I may have called him delusional because that’s not really a thing where I’m from.” He speaks very quickly, and smiles awkwardly and shrugs when he finishes. He looks over at the wolf and tilts his head. “You want out?”

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The wolf looks at Resh and huffs.

The soldier stares at Resh for a second. “…Right.” They looks over at the wolf and stand up. “We should go and find your friends.” Before they move to the door, they bow to the woman. “I’ll have to repay you sometime.”

The woman merely waves them off. “Don’t bother. May Megabird be with you in your travels.” The last part seems more addressed to Resh.

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Resh sighs and stands up, wincing as he gets to his feet. He curses and mumbles to himself. “Fuck- leg’s acting up again-“ He shakes his head and walks to the door, although his limp is a bit more noticeable now.