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we really just need another spy, any soldiers past that will help though.
Please do, we can use an Allied spy
Dasper: enters the home and heads to my room.
we only have five people though...
(nothing much more than when you left) Dasper: makes way to the home, shambling because of the pain.
Dasper: makes my way to the door.
Dasper: "I'm-" I grab onto my abdomen. "I'm fine"
Dasper: gets up and walks away, holding my stomach a bit.
Dasper: "like shit" I lift my shirt to look at the wound, it being closed up my metal 'stitches'
Dasper: sits there, and groans a bit more
Dasper:" it's okay..."
Dasper: "fuck..." the coils start to stitch up what remains of the wound "sorry I'm an idiot.."
Dasper: "what happened?" I groan in pain and my wristbands coil up my shirt to the source of it.
Dasper:"D-Dali?" I drink the medicine, still confused.
Dasper: still incoherent. "what... The hell?"
Dasper: breathing strengthens, and my eyes start to open.
Dasper: does nothing at all.
Dasper: breathes shallowly, still in my little coma
Dasper: mini coma...
Dasper: lays there.