Author: Bloody Mary
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Ignatius Grulgor had stood still for the past half an hour, staring mutely into space. His brain was rebooting, to use a Mechanicum colloquialism, ever since Senshi Saturn had deigned to embrace him and had left.
Nathaniel Garro had passed him two times and found it decidedly odd. Then again Nathaniel Garro had little idea what had transpired. Just as he was passing the Second Captain the second time, Grulgor had finally snapped out of his stupor and lunged at him.
"I do not invite hugs!" he roared, grabbing Garro's shoulders and shaking him. "I do not appear upset or-or lonely or any such maudlin, sentimental things!"
Nathaniel Garro blinked once, completely taken aback by the sudden outburst.
"I AM NOT STRESSED AND I DO NOT NEED A HUG!"
"As you say, captain," Garro replied uncertainly.
"Don't look at me like that!" Grulgor ranted on, then shook Garro accusingly. "You don't believe me!"
Garro managed a very false and uncertain smile, the kind one presents when thinking 'Damn, that guy is high and has a gun.' Carefully, he placed his hand on Grulgor's shoulder and said as kindly as he could manage, given who he was speaking with, "Perhaps you'd like to visit the Apothecarion, captain?"
Grulgor stared at him for a moment, before managing a weak, "Yes."
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