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[Now, normally when people get back from a kidnapping, they take time to get themselves to the clinic. At the very least, they stop at home long enough to say "ow" to a roommate and pass out for a few days to sleep off the more personalized experimentation.

Neville's unconcerned with that for the moment, though. He's had worse injuries in his time, and it's not too difficult to get around with an eye swollen shut. Sure, his frame had grown rather thin again, almost as underfed as it had been when he'd first gotten to Luceti, but there were some people out there who would've rather enjoyed something like that. And the bleeding isn't entirely unbearable, just some aggravated scratches best left hidden under his robes anyway. It was nothing he couldn't either endure or treat later, when there was time to deal with lesser matters. At the moment, he's more concerned with making his way to the center of town and sliding into the flower shop. He'll do his best to be unobtrusive around whatever night owls are prowling around Luceti, though he'll probably be more easy to approach in the morning, once he's cleaned himself up a bit. Feel free to poke him whenever, though. Neville's not one to turn down company, welcome or not.]

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[Vash is up late tonight. There has been an anger rising in him and he's started to come to the flower shop late at night. The flowers calm him slightly and there are less humans to upset him at night.

You'll be happy to learn that he's been doing his best to care for your plants while you were gone. They would do better under your care, but he's done his best with the limited knowledge he has of those plants.]

[ This particular resident is more... eight foot tall yellow bird than owl, but she is creeping around in the dark- better to avoid others seeing her like that and all, while she attempts to find something to eat.

She freezes when Neville walks by right under her ~~nose~~ beak, mostly hidden in the shadows of a nearby building, though her head moves veeery slowly to watch him passing and-- curse her unfamiliar body, she lets out a quiet trill when she notices he's injured, rather than the simple breath of surprise she normally would have. ]

[Draco Malfoy counts as a night person, and so it's no surprise he's out and about the village at this time of night. However, he's happy to blend into the shadows and watch because really, who the bloody hell buys flowers this late in the day? Super-sleuthing is on and he's starting to inch closer to spy.

Being a pseudo-Gryffindor sometimes really is kind of a pain.]

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[Action - his last before going nuts! 8D] ......did Vash tell you to call him Frank? Can't remember.

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