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[trashblaze]

They're currently happily grazing in Central Park.

[ Westside clinic? He wonders which one that is. He hasn't perfected English yet, so he has a limited understanding of the words. The only reason why he knows what a place is by the pictures on signs and billboards. Commercial signs are his favorites, makes his life so easy. ]

I'll give it another full patrol for you, though! But which one is Westside?

[hallowedly]

Ah! The... hmmmm. The green building. The forest green enclosure?

[trashblaze]

All right, I'll report again in a while.

[ And off the trailblazer goes.

The next time he speaks again, it's around 30-40 minutes later… ]

Galactic News Report! The Westside clinic is perfectly safe now! But there's more news. Do you want the good or bad news first?

[hallowedly]

You're all right?

[trashblaze]

[ Aw. Caelus can't help but notice how Seishirou often asks him if he's okay. It makes him happy. He wonders if the man is the type to worry easily? ]

Yes! Perfectly fine. This isn't part of the report, so go on and pick which one first!

[hallowedly]

...the bad.

[trashblaze]

When I was luring the zombies out of the building, I confess I had to resort to creative measures… Um, almost all— not all— almost all!! [ Important distinction. ] Of the windows need to be replaced… And I might've broken some furniture here and there.

[ He did his best, okay. It's hard out here in the apocalypse. At least this way, Seishirou can get to decorate the place the way he likes it!? ]

Oh, also, the pet food storage is completely obliterated. [ It needs to be rebuilt. The animals must've fought over the food there sometime in the past. ] That one's not my fault!

[hallowedly]

...oh! Oh, that's far less worse than I'd assumed. I thought you were about to say all the walls were moulding and the equipment was raided.

Now, the good news?

[trashblaze]

[ There might or might not be mold here and there, but Caelus didn't check that… ]

That's exactly the good news! The equipment is all here. I guess no one thought to loot this place during the apocalypse. The tools are fine, but the machines need maintenance and part replacements. I can help you with those, too!

[ It'll be a long-term project though, because it's very hard to find certain parts, and some items like power sources aren't accessible yet. ]

[hallowedly]

You're so helpful, all the time. Did you want to be a veterinarian, growing up?

[trashblaze]

Haha! I don't think so, but I do have experience caring for a wide range of creatures.

[hallowedly]

All animal?

[trashblaze]

My friend's dog, homunculi, monsters, unique critters to particular planets, fairies… It goes on.

[hallowedly]

...monsters?

[trashblaze]

Are you interested in them? My universe is filled with monsters of all kinds. Some are local and aren't necessarily harmful.

But some are spawned by the Aeon of Destruction, which are referred to as the Antimatter Legion, and they're all massively hostile. Of course, we exterminate the dangerous ones.

[hallowedly]

What do you define as a monster?

[trashblaze]

Um, my definition? I guess a creature with very strong traits? Whether it's their natural bodies, or any special abilities they might have. A cow wouldn't be able to cast magic, for instance, but a monster cow can!

[hallowedly]

And monsters must die?

[trashblaze]

No, I have monster friends! Not all of them are hostile like the Antimatter Legion.

[hallowedly]

What a strange creature you are.

[trashblaze]

[ He'll take that as a compliment. 🌸 ]

Hehe. Well, the building itself is safe now, but I can't say the same for the neighboring streets. If you're coming over, please be careful!

[hallowedly]

I'll have to consider local security.

[trashblaze]

That's a good idea. Do you have someone to ask?

I'll try to clean up the streets whenever I come and visit!

[hallowedly]

Am I in your care?

[trashblaze]

Of course! I will always take care of my friends.

[ … Oh. Wait. ]

You want me to do it?