Capello, Gin, Kimiko

The travel back to Primrose had been in silence. Gin's condition hadn't seemed to change, but at least Capello's gums and arm had stopped burning. His mind raced around, trying to see every possible angle. A new clan of Rabisu had moved in, a turf war? No, that didn't explain the venom. Basilisks...they petrified with their poisons, and it wouldn't have been so...tenacious. The fox looked at Gin, still thinking before his blue eyes roamed onto the moping Ame-Onna. In her human form, the rain just made her look like a sad little girl who forgot her umbrella. She looked emotionally drained. Upon entering the apartments, passing a trio, Kimiko immediately headed towards the kitchen.

"I'll call Marie. You should take her to the lounge, it's the closest,"

Capello did so, laying the Kitsune onto one of the couches and once again feeling her forehead. Still warm. The poison was powerful, if even a residual could grab on for this long. He propped Gin's head up on a pillow before sitting back for a moment. The liar tapped his chin, then twitched as he heard Kimiko's voice filter down the hall.

"We were attacked. Gin and Capello are injured."

He examined his arm. The puncture was deep, sure. But not particularly large. And he seemed to be pretty tolerant of the venom, or at least it's residual. Having Marie and the others futz over him would be a waste of time, he told himself, laying a blanket over Gin before standing up. He'd treat his own injury. Besides, he had too many questions that needed to be answered. He smiled down at Gin.

"You rest for a bit."

With a ripple, the fox disappeared from sight.
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Victor, Exo, Feli, Kimiko

The Jabberwocky was unceremoniously yanked along behind Exoris, giving a yelp as he stumbled. This girl was fast, and oddly uncoordinated, but it was like the clumsy steps transferred straight to Victor's legs instead of her own, as his hip jammed against a side table. Finally they reached the supply closet, the boy trying to catch his balance as the door flung open.

"Marie usually uses the mop thingy and one of the sprays for most of the mess ups I make so...here we goooo..."

Victor narrowly dodged the mop handle slamming into his teeth as he reeled back, then decided to place himself firmly behind Feli, using the elf as a shield. Exoris marched off towards the hall with the spill, clearly full of determination and vigor. The Jabberwocky blinked in confusion.

"Is she not aware of half the stuff she's doing?"

 "I'll call Marie. You should take her to the lounge, it's the closest."

A trio of others, a tall man carrying a small girl and a drenched young woman, suddenly came barging through the door. The familiar scent of blood reached Victor's nose as they passed, one heading towards the kitchen and shouting Marie's name while the other two disappeared towards the lounge. Was it always this busy around here? His medical knowledge could come in handy it seemed...