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 Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:42 am
There was nothing.
Jericho's rider-bond with Riley was as strong as ever, and yet, the dragon felt nothing there. Riley's body rose and fell, breathing evenly, autonomously, but Jericho felt no anger, no fear, not even the dull quiet feeling of Riley sleeping. Similarly, Malodore's empathy would pick up on nothing if it focused on the ghoul laying on the cot.
Cricket's touch, even as it healed every one of Riley's other wounds, did nothing for the hole in the middle of her chest. It was black inside, and hard to look at. The edges cracked with something unnatural. But it refused to respond to her touch.
And as the minutes ticked passed, it was clear that nothing was changing, and nothing was happening.
There was nothing.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:14 am
Oh good. Malodore was here now. While he didn't think it could do much more for Riley that Cricket wasn't already doing, it was still good to have the Plague doctor here.
Speaking of the Mindflayer, he slowly looked up to her. She still wasn't improving at all. And the longer he stared at her, the more trouble he felt with keeping himself in control. Trembling again, he tore his gaze away as he bit his lip.
She had recovered fine from the others, but he wasn't so sure if she would here. That wound.. it wasn't shrinking away at all.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:14 am
She had been tucked into a small ball when Mac found her. Her eyes were red with crying, from hurting. Oddly enough, she didn't blush when he hugged her, she moved her arms around his and held on to him like a child to a parent. Her sobs deepened and tears literally gushed out, she could only hope that Mac didn't mind it for a second.
"I'm so sorry, I was so scared and those things that attacked us and...." She said in quick breaths, hitched by sobs. "The netting hurt and you we're so angry, they we're so mean....I don't understand what happened. And then the Fire, it burned so badly." After the crying jagged her out, and she sniffled one last time, she looked up at him. "What...What about you? Why are you saying sorry? You didn't do this Mac." She laid a gentle hand on his cheek to comfort him, he hadn't, how could he blame himself? it was the humans, disguised as them that did this. Shaking their beliefs and friendships...no...she didn't want to contemplate them at the moment, She just wanted her aquarium and to stay there for a while.
She was quiet only a moment longer before....a faint red rose up her spine and to her face. Mac was holding her...holding...her. "Mac...um...." She wasn't sure what to do now, after crying all over him and then with dying and....Mac was there and she felt all sorts of bad. What about his friend, the pink haired ghoul he was yelling about, Was she okay too? Did she dare to ask him?
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:26 am
"Amrita!" This time, her voice was flooded with relief; she wanted to hug the ghoul so badly, to pat her hair to make sure that she was alive - uh, undead - and well, but she could see that Amrita was busy. She was no longer a little ghoul, as much as Lizzy would like to think that; she was growing up, and the hugs and head pats could come later, when they are alone and not in this room full of recently dead and reformed students.
"Mac-" Another face she was glad and relieved to see up and about, but she couldn't help feeling a tinge of sadness and jealousy when she saw that his first instinct was to go to the pretty not-demon ghoul - seriously, she would have to put a name to that pretty face of hers soon - and hugged her. She missed his hugs so badly that her arms ached just thinking about how she would love to cuddle up with him right now.
No. NO. Lizzy inhaled sharply and forced herself to look away, choosing to focus on the unconscious Riley instead; he had made it clear that she was not his ghoulfriend. She had heard it herself. Just because he said that she was 'his ghoul' meant nothing.
... Right?
"Jericho..." She whispered, feeling sad for her friend; she knew how important Riley was to the dragon, and ugh... To see him this way when she admired him for his spirit, "Don't be like this... Riley would want you to be strong for her, I am sure." She wrapped her arms around his shoulders from the back; she could feel his trembling and it made her frightened, "If you need to let it all out, go ahead..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:52 am
Lizzy was right. He needed to be strong for Riley. As simple and true those words were right now, Jericho found it really hard to do just that. Not when she was here like this. The threat of losing her now was far greater than any other time before.
"I.. I already failed her.." he finally said after a silence, "I was supposed to be there... helping her.. but I was too weak. All I could do was watch..."
Trembling some more, he shut his eyes as he felt Lizzy hug him. Though he tried to prevent it, he couldn't keep the tears back any further. It made him feel even more pathetic about this all.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:01 pm
Roch woke up, his eyes falling on the glowing bug right in front of him. He knew EXACTLY where he was, and more importantly, where he didn't want to be. With a slower than usual motion he shoved himself to his feet, glanced at Xiu, who was doing her usual thing, then around for Mot.
The bandit wasn't anywhere to be seen. There was a huge group around Riley, which concerned him for a second, but... well, there was nothing HE could do, except take up more space. And there was a bug crawling up his pants. He crouched down carefully, tugged the bug out, and placed it gently on the ground before heading for the door.
"Jack this," he said quietly, walking away as if he'd never been there. He hoped Chuppi and Lark were okay, but...
He REALLY hated Cricket. The door closed softly behind him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:03 pm
Oh look, the plague doctor was here too. Well surely Mr. Malodore would do something! It fixed him pretty well back in the makeshift hospital.
Speaking of fixing, there was Ammy-Rita (who Mort always forgot the actual spelling of her name for, despite having spoken with her on Groanspring) with a needle and thread. He sorta stared at it for a moment, then at her face, then at her. "Can f-f-fix if want," he answered in that small voice, not looking as if he'd remove himself from Xiu anytime soon. He shifted his legs a little to move his detached arm closer to the vetala, offering the elbow it needed to go to. His good hand still remained on the baku's tightly.
Several of the students were leaving, though Mortimer couldn't understand why. He barely at the energy to move himself.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:04 pm
"People cry not because they're weak," She murmured, "They cry because they've been putting up a strong front for too long. Sometimes you just have to cry first."
She gave him a little squeeze, feeling helpless since she had never seen him like this before, ever since when they were on that island, "Weak is subjective. None of us could do anything... The horsemen were there, and they couldn't do anything to help. Be thankful that Riley is still here." She moved a hand and leaned away a bit to pat him on his head, between his horns.
Pat pat pat pat-
She would be there the whole day.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:25 pm
By this point, she wasn't just trying to comfort Mort and Sparrow, rather that their company was much needed comfort for her. Despite the fact she was trying to tell herself to turn away, she found that her gaze was frozen on the still mindflayer--on the hole in her chest. She opened her mouth to ask Jericho who had done this--was it Caelius? With that cursed dagger of his?--but she immediately fell silent when she realized that the dragon boil was crying.
He was crying.
Xiu finally tore her gaze away, her heart clenching. Jericho, she knew, was one of the people who knew Riley the best. While she didn't know about the rider-bond, she was well aware that there was some kind of connection between the two, so to see him breaking down...
"Riley...Riley w-will be okay, right?" She looked between Mort and Sparrow, but she didn't expect an answer. Her voice was soft and quavery--she sounded like she was close to tears. Please, don't let those Hunters claim another of them. Red, the Horsemen...and now Riley?
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:55 pm
Fortunately for Amphi, Mac did not mind at all. He let the ghoul cling to him, he let her sob and all the while he held the poor ghoul close, patting her hair. But no matter how much he was there to comfort Amphi, all he could think about was the day Lizzy had come home from the field trip and he had comforted her in the same manner.
"No no, I did, if I didn't go that way..." He murmured unhappily, closing his eyes for a moment at her gentle touch. Even though he was completely miserable with guilt, he still grinned faintly after seeing her blush, giving her a little squeeze. "C'mon Amphi, lets get you home." He suggested, carefully untangling himself from the ghoul but never losing contact with her even if it meant just holding hands. He urged her to her feet, and then he began to lead her towards the exit.
For a moment, only a moment, he looked over at Lizzy. It was good to see what she was okay, and he had heard her call his name a time or two now. She was comforting the dragon who...certainly needed it. Really, his heart went out to Jericho, he would have loved to be there to comfort a friend (albeit distant friend), but right now he had to get Amphi back into her comfort, since it was his folly that got her so hurt in the first place.
"Lets...go." He repeated again, gently leading the ghoul out.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 1:13 pm
Oh but Lizzy, Amrita wanted hugs and head pats now! The usually blissfully oblivious Vetala was doing her best to look strong, but she was somewhere between somewhat upset and downright miserable. They just got back from fighting for their lives, why did they have to do it again? Why did Riley have to suffer so badly? The Demoness received a stare as she wandered of to tend to Jericho, and finally so did Roch, though she really only stared at his back as he was leaving.
Well, it was good to see that he was okay! She'd have to bother him later.
Then, under Mort's stare, Amrita's miserable expression softened. She envied him, having someone to cling to; but she had been where he was now, scared and afraid. They were emotions she couldn't run with right now, she had to make herself useful or else she'd feel even worse. The Patchwork managed a small smile as she looked down at the offered arm, but instead of taking it right away, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him, drawing him against her in a hug, patting his hair again. "I..it'll be okay." She assured him again. "One way or another." She added before slowly releasing him, taking the arm she meant to mend and focusing on it.
"L-lets hope I do this right!" She joked, or at least tried to; her hands went on differently than anyone else's, what was right to her was wrong to someone else, so she had to be careful. After a moment or two of frowning and fidgeting, she had the pieces at least held together. So confident was she that she was right (because hey, his palm faced his body at resting pose!), she started to stitch the pieces together with one, shaking hand. Careful, Careful, just as Malodore and Christof taught you...
"Riley's the strongest scareling I've ever met." She repeated again, this time for Xiu. If Riley couldn't make it past this, then none of them would ever stand a chance. The thoughts only served to make Amrita tear up, pausing after a few careful stitches to get her hand to stop shaking.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 1:16 pm
Tybalt blinked at the black cat, confused about why he was apologizing.
"Night, seriously, you were lucky that you even got to try. You don't need to apologize for that." He shook his head. Despite it all and despite the fact that Night had tried to help him, he was still feeling rather twitchy with the black cat sitting so near. Before it didn't really bother him, but that was because he was barely aware of his surroundings. Now that he was fully awake? The usual distrust, or rather fear of his kind was back. Luckily for Night, the black dog did his best to shove it aside... for now.
He listened to Thackery's words, a grim look coming across his face once more.
"Sounds sort of like what happened to us. One moment we were fine--or as fine as we could be in that sort of situation, with only a strange dull stinging sort of pain, the next, the pain was so unbearable, I couldn't even think, much less stand..." Not that he could anyways. By that time he was already snared in a net and unable to move.
He looked back at Riley, at that gaping hole and ground his teeth together.
What kind of monster could do that to someone?
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 1:53 pm
The next thing she came to realize was that she was no longer on the floor of the forest, but instead was now in an office. The nurse's office, to be more exact, and the monster blinked her eyes a few times to try and get everything into focus. How did she get here? The last thing Chuppi recalled was being under a net and slowly falling to sleep, so how was it that she'd made it back here to the school? Where were all the others, all those people who had laughed while shooting nets at everyone like they were animals?
Chuppi attempted to sit up and found herself....rather... unfortunate, and she looked down at her hands to see the cuts and wounds she'd received from skidding on the ground were gone. How was that possible? Just what had happened?! Looking around to see if she could find anyone, she set her eyes on a familiar zomboil. "Mort. . . . "
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 1:58 pm
Steadying herself against the wall, she scanned the office for any familiar face. Hearing Willow's voice however, drew her attention to her. "Oh thank Jack..!" Carefully, she moved towards the ghoul; stepping around where people lay, barely awake or unconscious all together.
Settling down beside Willow, she gave the ghoul a hug. "I'm glad your okay..for the most part anyways." She gave a weak smile before following her gaze to Riley who didn't appear to be looking all too well.
"What happened..? I can't remember.." She asked, hoping that Willow at least had a little knowledge of what occurred before they ended up here. All she remembered was pain..and lots of it. Watching as the ghoul looked for her phone with no success; Mai gave a small sigh. "Yeah..mine's gone as well."
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 2:14 pm
"As you say, Infermiera," Malodore replied softly, bobbing its head up and down in assent. It gave Riley an anguished look before turning to shuffle through the ranks of other students, looking for anyone in need of aid. Trying not to turn its head back to look at Riley every few seconds.
((OOC: If anyone wants Mal's help feel free to call it over and quote me, thx!))
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