We entered the swinging doors to the hustle and bustle of the busy hospital. It reminded me of the garage that the rev-heads used, but this was much cleaner. Only it smelled of blood and some sort of cleaner. It then hit me, it reminded me of the smell of Immortan Joe himself. I could barely stand it. I wanted to turn and run, run back to the grime, oil, and sweaty bodies that I knew. But I was here for Nux, and Grommet couldn't see me run. We managed to make it to Nux's bedside, easily recognizable by Capable's flame like hair. I envied her long plaits, I had long ago given up the last of my hair so that the Warpups could stuff bed pads with it. Not that I minded, hair was an incredible nuisance and it was a danger to ones self.

We approached the bed with caution, at least I did, Grommet was to overly excited and ran over. He gave no thought to Capable, caring only about Nux. I took my time, the hospital made me kind of nervous. By the time I got to Nux and the others Gromit was already in Nux's bed telling him about the cars that he had worked on, and how much he had missed him. It was a touching scene. "Hey Nux" I said, "how ya doing?"

He coughed for minute before answering. "Shiny, I'm shiny as ever Magpie"

"Thas good, the others where worried, and I had to claim your kip so no one would steal it." I turned to Capable next, "Im sorry that you lost Angharad, I know that you two where particularly close."

"Thanks, it means a lot…."

"Look I had better go, I think Furiosa wanted me to talk to some of the Warboys. Boosting moral and all."

"Yeah, the boys will be needing it." Nux said, "I'd join you but…." he gestured to himself in bed "Im sort of stuck here"

I smiled at him, one of the few times I did a year and left. I had lied, Furiosa didn't want me to boost the moral of the Warboys. I just wanted to get away. I wandered up to the gardens, wanting to be alone for a bit, away from all the chaos and people. Unfortunately I wasn't alone, The Dag was up their with a few Green Thumbs, poking and prodding the plants and the dirt. Watering the green things that they ate, that I had once eaten. I plucked a leaf off the nearest plant and put it in my mouth, "Mint" I thought to myself as its cool refreshing taste filled my mouth. I plucked another leaf and at it too as I walked over to the edge of the cliff and sat down. I was deep in thought when The Dag came and sat down beside me, her pale skin was red from the constant exposure to the harsh sun. She didn't speak for a long time but I could tell she was thinking about something. Her hand rested on her belly, barely protruding from her torso. Finally she spoke. "What was it like?" she asked "Being one of his?"

"It was bad for me, I was to young, and to stubborn. I failed him as breeding stock…"

"Failed him?"

"I have a slippery womb. I cant keep a baby in my belly. Thats what Organic said."

"Oh I'm so sorry."

"Come with me and I'll show you something." I told her, I was nervous. I had never shown anyone this stuff before. I lead her down the halls, past The Vault and down to my kip. I had very few personal possessions, just some personal hygiene products and some tools. And the box. That was what I grabbed, and I opened it carefully inside there where at least a dozen fetuses, all dried and all mine.

"Yours?" she asked

I nodded "There where others at least 20 in all, but I couldn't keep them."

She pulled me into a hug, "He cant hurt us anymore Magpie. No more."

"I know Dag." I said as I melted into her arms, comfortable for the first time in ages.

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So I realize you guys don't really know what Magpie looks like at this point. So here is a quick description.

Baled (Having shaved the last of her hair off when she realized it was a safety hazard.)

Her brands include Immortan's sign on the nape of her neck and the skulls over her ovaries.

Scarification includes a web of gears and other car parts across her chest and shoulders. On her fore arms she has various engine parts. She also scared her lips and nose so as to look more skull like. Also two scars one on each cheek that connect her ears to her lips (like a jaw bone on a skull)

Regular scars include lash marks across her back (from a time she disappointed the Immortan) A cut on her forehead as well as under her eye (from various fights with Warboys) Cuts on her inner thighs (from when she would cut herself too keep Immortan off). There are a shit ton of others too Im just to lazy to mention them or they are insignificant or come from a time previous to her time at Citadel.

She wears the Warboy paint and pants and uses her old top from when she was a bride to cover her chest.

She does all of this, not because she is devoted to the cult of the V8, but because she wants to remove herself as far as possible from the look that the brides have. She does not want to be pretty and clean anymore.