Aftermath

Valen's agreement to speak privately with her settled Cas a bit, the adrenaline fading to a more normal level. Moving cheerfully, if a bit stiffly, she moved away from the small crowd that had gathered to watch and would, hopefully, quickly disperse without a whole lot of ado. She wanted to talk to Valen and track down Vana (good time for a lesson for her, if battle medicine was what she wanted to do) and then sleep for a solid day. It wasn't really that bad but she'd lost quite a bit of blood and the coagulating mess over the still flowing larger wounds felt less than comfortable. Rest was what she needed was all and she'd be right as rain shortly enough.

Her two-toned gaze tracked Valen as she moved to seat herself, head cocked to the side inquiringly. She'd slipped far enough away to be out of earshot, if they spoke quietly, and she waited for him to join her there. She'd expected him to go comfort Rhythm, especially since the girl had appeared to faint, but she must have mustered the energy to sulk off somewhere because she'd gone by the time Cascade turned back around to look. Cascade shrugged. It wasn't like Cascade would have had a problem with cleaning wounds she'd inflicted but it didn't seem like the Destruction cared to stick around. Maybe she'd gone to track down Revenge. Heaven knew the boy didn't seem to do anything lately that didn't involve putting his dick in someone's hole, but oh well. Surely for his... whatever distant relationship she was to him... he would step up.

Taking a deep breath and wincing - and reveling - in the pull of wounds, she waited for the alpha to move close enough for quiet speech.


"Speech"

I hope you can make me laugh
Six feet down when we're bored of each other