Plushie Palace & Pub ~The RP~

[Jasae Bushae]

"Catch it...fast?" Danish asked, confused.  

[Kenton Alkemi]

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[Jasae Bushae]

Danish looked up at Cadwallander. "Well, once you leave this place, you take a left, or was it a right?......until you get to Main Street, and then look for technological stuff."  

[silentdraconis]

Ceil shrugged. Catch it fast. That's what she meant. Unless she caught the magic fast, it broke away.
"Turn left."  

[Kenton Alkemi]

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[Charcoal Wraith]

Her hat pulled down her face and glasses held loosely in hand, she slammed against the door, leaving a soaked streak of dark reddish liquid against it. The sleeves of her white shirt were torn, revealing bloodied arms and small, but deep gouges.. as if from fingernails.

"Gotta.. Mm.. ..help.."

 

[Jasae Bushae]

A Chu-chu doorman opens the door and screams, growing ten feet and running into the bar area. "Boss Danish! There's a girl in bad shape collapsed in front of the Palace Pub chu!" Danish jumped out of his seat and pulled a megaphone from nowhere. "Plushie Palace & Pub Medical Team to the front entrance!" A Grunny gurney ran to the entrance and quickly carried the girl to the medical room of the Palace & Pub. "Mon ami! Mon ami!" A few Prinnies ran in after them, carrying Servbot doctors.

Danish smiled at Ceil. "When I need a medical team, I get a medical team."  

[Charcoal Wraith]

A fleeting expression of fright wells in her frosted eyes.. After a moment her face calms and eyes close. The faded blck hat slips off her matted hair, clusters of strands stuck together due to blood splatters.

"Naptime.. "

 

[Jasae Bushae]

The Grunnies tossed her on a medical table and before one could do a double-take, the girl was covered in bandages, bandaids, and had an ice bag on her head.
Danish walked in. "Are you alright?"  

[Charcoal Wraith]

"I gotta go get... juice.. Mm juice.."

 

[Jasae Bushae]

Stitch-face poured a glass of juice and a Prinny carried it to her.
"What happened exactly?" Danish asked.  

[Charcoal Wraith]

She flinched, her skin rippling downward. The lids of her eyes half closed, making her seem eeriely calm. Her body relaxed, the bandages beginning to soak up blood.

"Rain made it too cold.."

Again her skin crawled, this time like a shiver.

 

[Jasae Bushae]

"Rain?....." Could it?.......naw Danish, despite himself, glances back at Ceil.  

[Charcoal Wraith]

Michie blinks, still dazed and in shock. Her golden eyes scan what she can see of the room, but remains mostly unmoving due to the first aid applied to her earily.

She fidgets uneasily, her skin crawling slightly.

"What is this place? ..How'd we get inside?"

 

[Jasae Bushae]

"You are in the Plushie Palace & Pub. We have the plushiest beds and drinks throughout the city of Byako!" Danish proclaimed loudly, doing a heroic pose.
"You were found collapsed at our entrance, so we took you in and fixed you up!"