((why the fuck the fun shit happens when im gone >.>))
((Seconded.))
*The Hive Tyrant, visibly annoyed, walks into the impromptu operating room in Aegis, Ochita & co.'s house, a large case of various squirmy critters in its arms.*
T: "Imbeciles. I go out to lunch and you nearly off another local god... Furthermore, the custom is to <<Steal the bride.>> not <<Kill the bride.>> if I remember correctly."
*It makes a double-take at the shaved fox, then dumps the critters, halfway between caterpillars and slugs, onto her body. Hypodermic needles shoot out from them, thin enough to not even trigger pain nerves, and slowly begin pumping a cocktail of living healing machines, modified cells from Tyranid regeneration biomorphs.*
*Some float idly around in the bloodstream until reaching one of the myriad microscopic cuts in Yumi's body, then changing shape into something akin to a coral made of fibrin, snagging on part of the rupture's walls. As these pile up against each-other, the cuts are blocked, the blood's own platelet plugs sealing the holes as they jam into fibrin meshes, micro-surgery at its finest used to halt internal bleeding.
Others, designed to be to normal phagocytes what a state-of-the-art sports car is to a Model T, begin to hunt down useless, potentially harmful platelet plugs and the blood clots that are already forming, ripping them apart and devouring the cells within them, lest they jam a perfectly functional blood vessel and cause infarction.*
((Edited, for ambiguity.))
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