~The noise inside the barracks freezes instantly as the furious Nidus and the fatiqued boy yell. The culprits inside stagnating, like children getting yelled at by their parents. Even after a moment, whoever is inside dared not move or make any other noise. Then, hurried shuffling is heard, followed my muffled speaking, and then some bangs, some slaps and scampering steps.
The door of the barracks hisses to open and a Feyarch Oberon peeks out to the hallway, holding a stretched out Verida suit, with the legs on it slobbered and gnawed on, in his right hand.~
Devros von Inie
The boy looks back inside the barracks, where a furous kubrow is glaring at him
“Oi said i’ll be back in two 'ours tops! Besides, yer can’t folly me dare, yer nu waaat 'appened de last time. An' stayin' 'ere 'ill be more craic for yer.”
The kubrow, still glaring, sits on his rump by Devros’ bed which is really trashed. Speaking of, if anyone dares look inside the barracks they will come across a battlefield. The bed sheets are scattered, the pillow stuffing is in the air, clothes on the floor, and the wall above Devros’ bed have hoof markings.
The Oberon smiles and nods at Garhul, stepping out in to the hallway to let the door to the barracks close. He tip toes around to the bio lab but halts just before the door sensors activate and open. “Let him cool off? Yeah!”
He looks down to the suit in his hand and sighs. When Garhul tugs on something he TUGS. His suit looks like it could fit Kapak now. Throwing the jumpsuit over his right shoulder he looks down the hall leading to the living room and notices the battered Tenno just walking back from the kitchen. With hurried clanks of his hoofed feet, the Oberon walks over to the couch and plops down with his elbows on the back rest of the couch just next to Vuko.
“'eya! So um…enjoy de sweets, and um…are ya good?”
He eyes the other Tenno’s current state, completely missing the Kuria on the floor