Krem didn't sleep so much as he dozed for a long while, anticipating when Cole would finally bore of being there or hear someone that needed him, the latter more likely than the former. When he finally fell asleep it wasn't long before Cole left, and he only stayed asleep for a little while before sitting up again, wincing at the renewed ache in his chest. He pulled his clothes straight and went to find a healer that would be able to give him a quick painkiller, then started walking the grounds, starting with the battlements. He wanted to see that massive damaged portion of the wall, as he intended to pester the growing force around the Chargers' core to help repair it.
He took a seat on one of the low walls around the inner garden, surveying the silent grounds, glancing around when he heard a commotion barreling straight toward him. The Chargers, having been waiting for the right moment to descend upon him, rushed the garden and Krem had to stand and brace himself. He couldn't help the sudden yelp upon being lifted off the ground, kicking at the air and shoving on Bull's face until he was put down again.
Brief words were exchanged, then Krem's shirt pulled to one side to show his bare shoulder, making them all aware of what he'd gone and done. He smacked a few hands that went to poke his tender chest, then shooed them off to the Herald's Rest. On the walk there, he sent out a brief mental missive in case Cole might pick it up, something to let him know where he would be for...probably the rest of the evening. That would give Cole plenty of chance to do whatever he needed to.
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Date: 2015-10-05 08:47 am (UTC)From:He took a seat on one of the low walls around the inner garden, surveying the silent grounds, glancing around when he heard a commotion barreling straight toward him. The Chargers, having been waiting for the right moment to descend upon him, rushed the garden and Krem had to stand and brace himself. He couldn't help the sudden yelp upon being lifted off the ground, kicking at the air and shoving on Bull's face until he was put down again.
Brief words were exchanged, then Krem's shirt pulled to one side to show his bare shoulder, making them all aware of what he'd gone and done. He smacked a few hands that went to poke his tender chest, then shooed them off to the Herald's Rest. On the walk there, he sent out a brief mental missive in case Cole might pick it up, something to let him know where he would be for...probably the rest of the evening. That would give Cole plenty of chance to do whatever he needed to.