Post by Ticoga on Aug 4, 2020 15:55:59 GMT -6
Ticoga had heard something coming up behind him. But with his tail currently wrapped around an assailant's neck, strangling them, he only had time to look back and see Courge appear between him and some kind of metal weapon that flashed with the sunlight. Courge had acted to protect Ticoga, though the Arcosian isn't sure why he would do that.
He had heard a tearing sound when Courge took down the failed assassin, and watches Courge as he begins shouting at the crowd of attackers. Already, several dozens of them had been brought low by Ticoga's own martial arts, and others by Courge's actions. But it had not escaped Ticoga's notice that Courge had deigned to watch from above, rather than engage the crowd.
Courge had been observing him. One only does this, if they are looking for a weakness to exploit. Openings in their defenses, and the like. So why then, would Courge suddenly decide to stop the assailant? It was an odd conundrum. Ticoga releases the Beppan held tightly in his tail, and turns to follow Courge silently.
The crimson skinned Arcosian glances at the tear in Courge's cloak over his shoulder, and can see a faint red stain. The wound looked to be superficial. But if untreated, even those kinds of wounds would become infected - which was equally as dangerous. Ticoga reaches into a satchel hanging off his left hip, and pulls out a small vial.
"Courge, pour this over that cut. Infections can be worse than simple stab wounds." Ticoga says, his tone more a command than a suggestion, implying that if Courge refused, Ticoga would insist until Courge accepted it.