Iago hurts. That's all he can think about when he revives. His bones hurt. His chest hurts. His throat hurts. It all just hurts. And it takes him a long time to push through the hurt enough to open his eyes and look up to Mikodez.
"Where's my cat?" he mutters, pained and raw, thinking only of the terrible way he had sounded when the final blow hit.
Closing his eyes helps the headache and he feels comfortable enough to do that, at least.
"I was in the corridor and saw Vash but he had been obviously affected by the flood. He was unusually aggressive and he also had - wings. I tried to turn back, but he came for me. Called me a word - vermin- and aimed to spear me through with the wing. He managed to get my arm and pin me, but Cat King appeared to distract him. He has his court follow me, I'm sure."
He breathes out, taking a few moments to break. "He told me to run and I did so because I really...do hate tragically romantic endings. I thought I could perhaps find help."
He shakes his head. "I had lost too much blood."
He let Sokie feed from him only hours before, which he knows hastened things.
He takes another break. "I didn't get far. He killed my cat and then came for me."
Mikodez sits patiently, sipping his own cup off hot chocolate as he listens.
When Iago finishes, he rests a gentle hand on his arm a moment. "You made the smart choice." He's not much of a romantic, but he's pretty sure that even if he was he'd think it more romantic to try to get help. It prevents tragic levels of stupidity, anyway.
"I have no doubt on that score. I'm sure you remember our discussion on submitting a request before you take any action on certain matters."
He's usually not a big believer in repeating himself but both Iago and his lover were killed, and Mikodez is proud of him so he's willing to remind him.
He coughs. "The reminder is unecessary," he assures him and is quiet for a long moment as he gathers himself. "It won't be a repeat of Varker. But I will not tolerate his moralizing," he adds.
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Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 08:17 pm (UTC)"Where's my cat?" he mutters, pained and raw, thinking only of the terrible way he had sounded when the final blow hit.
Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 08:20 pm (UTC)Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 08:22 pm (UTC)He settles, just a hair.
"I can...give a report. Slowly."
Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 08:26 pm (UTC)Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 08:33 pm (UTC)"I was in the corridor and saw Vash but he had been obviously affected by the flood. He was unusually aggressive and he also had - wings. I tried to turn back, but he came for me. Called me a word - vermin- and aimed to spear me through with the wing. He managed to get my arm and pin me, but Cat King appeared to distract him. He has his court follow me, I'm sure."
He breathes out, taking a few moments to break. "He told me to run and I did so because I really...do hate tragically romantic endings. I thought I could perhaps find help."
He shakes his head. "I had lost too much blood."
He let Sokie feed from him only hours before, which he knows hastened things.
He takes another break. "I didn't get far. He killed my cat and then came for me."
Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 08:50 pm (UTC)When Iago finishes, he rests a gentle hand on his arm a moment. "You made the smart choice." He's not much of a romantic, but he's pretty sure that even if he was he'd think it more romantic to try to get help. It prevents tragic levels of stupidity, anyway.
He's proud of him.
Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 09:16 pm (UTC)It still doesn't feel right, but it does make the guilt melt away a little.
"I assume he was eventually stopped. He will feel terrible."
Iago intends on making sure he stays that way.
Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 09:22 pm (UTC)He's usually not a big believer in repeating himself but both Iago and his lover were killed, and Mikodez is proud of him so he's willing to remind him.
Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 09:29 pm (UTC)Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 09:32 pm (UTC)Re: post death
Date: 2025-10-30 09:43 pm (UTC)He turns his head to the pillow.
"When can I return to my room?"
Re: post death
Date: 2025-11-06 02:05 am (UTC)He'll feel better moving him after a touch of rest.