(later)
Hater: (is back aboard his ship, heading his way to the medical room)
[the emergency light at the door was on, meaning no one was allowed to come in until the medics are done]
Hater: (sighs, seating himself in one of the chairs to wait)
Westley: [approaches Hater timidly] Umm... Sir...?
Hater: Hm...?
Westley: Umm... I'm here to report tht... uhh, we've already taken control of Lady Wanda's ship. Her army are either dead or chose to defect to our troops. We're making plans to combine n assimilate her ship to ours as a trophy as well as an expansion to our conquering ship...if tht's OK with u, sir
Hater: ...That's okay then...
Westley: We also got rid of anything distasteful tht belonged to Lady Wanda, including those display cases in her throne room. But we kept her armory n her weapons, just in case we need them
Hater: alright... (eyes glance towards the medical doors)
Westley: [tentatively reached to pat his shoulder] He'll be alright, sir. Wander always pulls thru
Hater: I hope so... :(
Westley: [patted one more time before he left to finish matters on Wanda's ship]
[2 hours later, the emergency light was finally turned off n the medic finally came out, sighing]
Hater: How is he...?
Medic: He's lost a lot of blood, but he'll pull thru. His wounds are severely infected, we had to pump a lot of antibiotics n such, n had to clean him thoroughly n restitch a lot of them. Suffice to say, he's gonna be in a lot of bandages for quite a long time to heal
Hater: (swallows) What about...the litter...?
Medic: [hesitated a bit, then sighed n looked at him] We tried our best, sir... We couldnt save all of them, but...we managed to save two inside him. He'll be able to carry them to term, bt he has to be bedridden until his due date
Hater: ... :( I understand...
Medic: He's slowly moving into his feral state now, but u can still see him, while he's still sober. Help him be strong, for both ur sakes
Hater: (nods, getting up to see Wander)
Wander: [was in bed, curled underneath the covers, covering his head as well]
Hater: (goes over slowly) ...Wan?
Wander: [doesnt reply, bt was slightly shuddering, like he was crying]
Hater: (reaches out a hand slowly)
Wander: [flinched at the touch, bt doesn't resist, bt cried harder]
Hater: Wander, please... :(
Wander: [peeks out frm underneath the covers, his eyes slowly glazing ovr, slowly abt to change colour, bt it was still the old Wander underneath, sobbing so hard] ;(
Hater: ;( (gently hugs him)
Wander: [hugged him bk, tries to speak as his mind was midway btwn sober n feral] Sorry... Baby... Die... Coz... Me... ;(
Hater: No... It wasn't your fault... She's gone now... Your sister...
Wander: Wanda...? D-Die...? ;(
Hater: There wasn't any other way... :( I'm sorry...
Wander: [sobs harder again] W-Wanda... Sister... Gone... Family... No more... ;(
Hater: You have me...and our litters... ;(
Wander: My... fault... ;( My... fault... [howled like a wounded animal, crying hard in Hater's arms]
Hater: Not your fault...not yours... :( (rubs the nomad's back)
Wander: [cried n cried n cried until he couldnt cry anymore, slowly passing out frm fatigue, both physically n mentally]
Hater: :( (pets his head and kisses his forehead gently)
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