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[The last place that Polly expects to find Mal is crumpled up on the floor in the stairwell. She also doesn't expect to find her looking as terrible and beat up as she does. Polly curses under her breath for not having a stake. (Mal looks out of it enough that it could be dangerous.) Still, she isn't about to simply walk away from her corporal. For starters, she wouldn't leave one of her lads behind. She sure as hell isn't about to leave Mal behind. For another, some idiot would come around and probably make the situation worse.]

[Polly decides to risk it. Very carefully.]

[Polly approaches the downed vampire quietly and at a slow approach so as not to startle her.]

Mal?

[...Well, whatever the hell that response is supposed to be, Polly doesn't know. So, she crouches down beside Mal, throwing an arm over her shoulders and hauling Mal up to her feet. To be on the safe side, she leans Mal's head away from her neck, thank you very much and drags Mal off to Mal's cain to recouperate.]

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[After a chat with Mal, Polly takes the network. She's just a tiny bit angry, but it'd be hard to tell if not for the stern tone of voice.]

I assume there's a decent explanation as to why I found my corporal with the piss beaten out of her.

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She was delirious when I found her at the bottom of the stairwell. Can't say I've seen her much and she doesn't seem to know much of what happened either.

Have you located her inmate, sir?

No.

[There's a possibility he's behind the assault, but she thinks he'd take the time to gloat. Or finish the job. Or, more likely, pretend to find her and nurse her back to health as a way of trying to manipulate Mal.]

Do you know his whereabouts?

[Ben isn't so certain; he knows Hannibal is much more cunning than he allows others to give him credit for, while simultaneously taking pleasure in that credit. The X5 doesn't always know what this means in practice, but it is what he expects.

Nonetheless:] He is reading in a fourth level common room at present.

Keep an eye on him for me, if you wouldn't mind. At least until Mal's a little more lucid.

Yessir.

Would you like me to detain him at any point, or merely make you aware of his movements?

Just keep me up to date, lad. I'll need a little more than a possibility as reason to go after him that much.

Understood. I'll go immediately.

It wasn't me.

[But she sure is curious as to who the hell managed to do that to Mal.]

Well, thank you for clearing that up.

You're welcome.

Do you know what happened yet?

No. I'm working on it.

If you happen to find anything, I'd appreciate it, lad.

She said she was losing time. Blacking out.

Which makes it difficult. Not impossible.

Maybe she fell down the stairs.

[The response is mostly not a response. Mal's only about a quarter conscious, her eyes rolled back in her head and her breathing shallow. But at least her eyes aren't red, right? Right?]

[Anyway.]

[She doesn't support her weight at all - she can't - and just half-stumbles, half-is dragged along with Polly to her cabin. It takes at least half an hour for her to get to the point where she can even slightly form words.]

Wh'z 't?

[. . . Okay, 'form words' might be pushing it.]

[...Polly thinks she knows what Mal was trying to say. But she's not going to try and really decipher it. It's more important that Mal keep talking. Or trying to talk. Whichever. She's sure either will do.]

Corporal? Do you know where you are?

. . . Home?

[This is not a very helpful answer. However, it's probably the most honest thing she's ever said. Polly is here, so she is home. What else need be said?]

[That's close enough, Polly thinks. Mal's safe at the very least and not likely to be in harm's way any time soon so long as she sticks close to Polly.]

Do you remember what happened?

What happened.

[Mal squints, clears her throat.]

What happened. No.

. . . Am I in the hallway?

Is she alright?

[Meaning does she need to be in the infirmary versus wherever she's been spirited off to. Or is she in the infirmary already, since lol Jack has been quasi avoiding the place in Dillon's absence.]

She'll recover.

[Don't worry your pretty little head about it, Jack.]

That's not entirely reassuring.

Wasn't meant to be entirely.

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