Death and Rebirth: Roleplay with TheNovaSwag #2

Chapter 61

N:   Johann soon walked in, rubbing his face in an attempt to soothe it, but it didn't work and his nose only got redder.

"That girl can tackle," he grumbled in response to Heinrich's chuckle, but when he saw the two unconscious men, he shook his head, "what happened this time?"

"We think Odrus healed Chrysalis to the best of his ability," Anglo answered, "but in doing so, he drained himself."

Johann and Heinrich quickly exchanged looks, to which the Saxon leaned over the insurgent and carefully opened his eye, revealing a stormy grey iris.

"Let's just say that whatever he went through," he muttered, "will take a while to fix."

M:   "For both of them," Mandoria muttered, "Odrus is suffering too, just image finding out you tore someone to shreds that you have been desperately trying to befriend, neither will be the same, so we must do what we can to support them both, right."

 The others agreed, even if they still despised Chrysalis, they had grown to respect him in certain ways, so weren't going to stand idly by, not this time.

"So now what," Neflen asked, "we have a ball to organize, a family member kidnapped, another one heartbroken over the loss of a partner, and two who are barely hanging on to what little they have; am I missing anything?"

"Well, we also have a pregnant dragon who's about to burst any day now," Uskaine added, "as well as a new country to take care of, six insurgents to rescue, and two German psychopaths behind everything."

"That was a rhetorical question, idiot," Neflen grumbled.

N:   "But at least we have addressed all of the issues," Anglo pointed out.

"We still have a goddess sleeping in this compound, in the wrong dimension," BE interjected, getting a grumble from Anglo, to which he shrugged, "You can't exactly ignore her; she's huge."

"If so," Royal spoke as she entered the room, "we got an old entity to negotiate with." She took one good look at what was happening in the room, "I know that there may be other priorities, but we should aim to get England back for many reasons. One is to find information to free Ora, send Suebi back to where he wherever he came from, and make sure Arthur's death doesn't go in vain."

"That's easier said than done," the empire countered.

"True," the hybrid shrugged, "but don't worry, Wren devised a plan and will get his attention soon enough," and when the empire enquired as to what the secondary alter did, Royal answered, "She sent him an invitation. He hasn't seen it yet, but when he does I'll tell you, and you better get your nicest suit on when you do. You're going to meet your great-grandfather."

There was an uncomfortable silence, as well as Anglo glowering at the hybrid, thinking that she did the most stupid decision, so the hybrid clasped her hands and uncomfortable smiled. "But now, why don't we eat, huh? Reduce the tension, and we can have food brought here for the patients; how does that sound?"

M:   The others exchanged glances, not sure what to think.

"I think that's either the stupidest idea of the century," Askad voiced, "or the only option we have left. Yes we can eat, but you have to explain exactly what you're plan was before we can decide just how stupidly brilliant it is, deal?"

N:   "Sure," Royal shrugged, "it's not that complex anyway." With that, they left the infirmary towards the dining hall, except for a small few who decided to stay and keep the injured countries company.