Fantasy Of A Feather (1x1 18+) Rayvin and Saffron_Majesty)

[Saffron_Majesty]

The nurse that had been trying to get Ophelia to slow down looked bewildered and horrified at the same time. Silas laughed roughly. "She hasn't eaten proper food in a long time." He said to the nurse. "Also you know as well as I do that Harpies have the highest metabolism of all cryptids. How about you get her another tray." Silas suggested. He stood from his chair and walked over to Ophelia's bedside as the nurse left the room for more food. "How are you feeling." Silas asked, standing next to the bed.

 

[Rayvin]

She looked up with a couple of oats sprinkled over her chin as she lowered the bowl from her face. After a hard swallow she looked down in thought. "I still hurt.." She wasn't sure what to say before munching on her apple. There was a small burp from her as food started to hit her stomach.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

Silas chuckled at the harpy's burp. "I can see that your hurt. We are doing everything we can to use the person we found in the barn to track down the organization that was holding you. In the mean time," Silas said walking back to the chair and scooting it to Ophelia's bedside, "I will be your psychologist. I'm here for you to talk to should you feel that you want to talk. I'll also be in charge of determining when you leave the hospital and your relocation." Silas said grabbing a clipboard off of the table next to the bed. "First off, how old are you Ophelia?" Silas asked tenderly.

 

[Rayvin]

She cleared her throat again and re-situated herself. She finished eating and let her wings droop. They felt heavy and her fatigue was still prominent. They dropped to the sides of the bed and settled upright on the bedside stands. There was another uncomfortable shift as she felt the sore spots where her tail feathers would have been.

"20.." Ophelia said quietly and sat still. Her index finger rubbed the tape on her IV drip carefully.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

"I see." Silas said writing what Ophelia said down on his clipboard. He looked up with his uneven gaze of a white eye and a gray eye. The visage would have normally been intimidating, but there was a certain softness in the eyes. "If you ever feel uncomfortable about any of the questions I ask you, you don't have to answer." Silas said, smiling and gingerly revealing his large canines. "Do you have an idea of when you were taken?" Silas asked.

 

[Rayvin]

Ophelia gave him a node and tried to remember when it was she was abducted. Her brow only seemed to furrow as she pondered on it. "I think it was the beginning of May.."

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

"Ah so you have a family?" Silas asked writing more on his clipboard and looking back at the Harpy.

 

[Rayvin]

She shook her head. "I've been on my own for a while." This bit of information didn't seem to bother her too terribly. There was an expression of longing but she had accepted this fact early in her life. "I was told my mom passed away in an accident a long time ago. My dad wasn't a part of the picture."

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

"I see." Silas said writing more on his clipboard. "Then you will be taking part in a relocation program. It will be difficult and you will be required to be in a home with someone that you select out of a group of people, you will mostly be restricted to a city that is safe from poachers, and you will be required to report to the police station for a checkup on your safety and well being. You will be allowed to attend college, work, and do anything that you wish as long as it is within parameters. It's gonna be a few weeks at least before you're out of the hospital and ready for the program. It's also mandatory." Silas said looking up from his clipboard. "I hope you understand." He said with a patient voice.

 

[Rayvin]

"O-oh.." That had been so sudden.. and not to mention she didn't really have a choice in the matter. "O-o-okay.." she stuttered. "I've never been to the city before.." The knuckle of her wings came foward, wrapping around the front of her and settling under her chin. After a quick wince she settled her head on the tops of her crossed wings. Her eyes didn't seem focused anymore but instead stared off in somber thought.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

"I know it's a lot but I figured you'd want to know something like this now rather than later." Silas said with a sympathetic look. "You are very rare Ophelia. These measures are only to protect you. And trust me, after being cooped up as a ward in a home, a city will be a nice change of pace." Silas said. "Now, where was I? Right. Since your family history is limited there isn't much for me to ask you about on that front. It's only been a day since the rescue so I don't expect you to answer any questions, but anything you feel like you can volunteer about the people and the place or places that held you would be greatly appreciated." Silas said resting his clipboard on his lap and watching the harpy's wings for a moment. "Ya know if it helps at all, I was in almost the same boat as you at one time. If you think It'll make you feel better for me to tell you about it I will." Silas said sympathetically.

 

[Rayvin]

Ophelia still looked particularly saddened by this news. Being rare wasn't a good thing anymore. She hated these feathers at times... they always brought attention to her. Even if it was the good kind, she preferred to be left alone in her younger years. His offer got him a head shake but she did look up at him with concern. As she looked him over, it seemed impossible that he would have been restrained... She didn't want to remember it though..

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

"Well we'll be seeing each other a lot anyway. It always helped me to know that there were others who had suffered like I did." Silas said matter of factly. "You also mustn't let what you are bring you down. You are an extraordinary young woman and you should never think any different." Silas said passionately. "You know I'm 28 at this point, and like you I was rescued when I was 18. For seven years I lived with a foster family and in a city that was so different form the forests in which I was held. It was a hard time. And even though I work the dangerous job that I have, I'm a sought after breed and unless I am working with a team, I am confined to populated transportation like planes and buses as well as cities that are deemed safe." Silas said somberly.

 

[Rayvin]

"..Can't you take care of yourself though?" She had been hoping that when she were older she'd be able to be on her own.. but the sound of a foster family sounded... welcoming. She kept thinking about it and missed the next couple of things Silas said. Her fingers had played the tape on her hand enough to lift some of the corners of it.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

"Hypothetically yes. In most situations I would be fine. I have the added ability of my strength, speed, senses, and rage when I transform. But no matter what I do, I can't beat twenty armed men at once who are dead set on capturing me. The chances of that happening go up exponentially the further you get from a city. Now, you won't always be with a foster family, though it will last some years. You eventually will be allowed to live on your own, but leaving your safe cities or travelling between them on unapproved transport is against the rules." Silas explained. "Also I wouldn't pick at that tape. An IV pull out is unpleasant. Here." Silas said tossing a small cube with different arrays of buttons on each side onto Ophelia's lap.

 

[Rayvin]

"What happens if I break the rules?.." She asked him. He made it sound so ominous. Why?

She hadn't realized she'd pulled the tape off some until he pointed it out so she tried fixing it. When he tossed something at her she flinched and let it fall on the blanket before picking it up. It had some assorted buttons and tactile textures. Her thumb found a series of 5 little buttons that clicked quietly as she pressed them. ..."What is this?"

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

"If you break the rules you get detained for some amount of time that depends of the level of your offense. For example, driving your car from city to city is prohibited and will result in a week or two in detainment and being let out with a warning. However, leaving a safe city and getting out into the mountains or the countryside by yourself or in a small group will result in some months of detainment. Of course the more you repeat these the longer the sentences get until they are permanent." Silas explained seriously. "I would hope you wouldn't push it there." Silas said looking down at his clipboard. "That cube is for fidgeting. With all that's happened, fidgeting is natural, so it's better to have a device for it than to damage something like an IV." Silas said chuckling. "I carry one around because, even though it's been a long time, I still fidget sometimes." Silas said with a small smile.

 

[Rayvin]

“I-I wasn’t planning on it..” she sighed and looked down at the cube. As he explained the cube’s purpose she found it oddly... specific. He did say it helped though. “Wait is this one yours? Please, keep-“ she started and held the cube out for him to reclaim.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

Silas pushed Ophelia's hand back toward her. "Please, I have plenty of them." Silas said with a chuckle. "Good grief I sound like an old man." Silas said standing up from his chair. He put it against the wall and turned to the harpy's bedside. "I have to get home and get some rest. I'll be coming and spending a lot of time with you every day so make sure and think about questions you want to ask. And if you ever need anything, that red button on the wall calls a nurse who can call me." Silas said pointing at the wall next to Ophelia. "Try and get some sleep." Silas said with a smile as he walked to the door.

 

[Rayvin]

She slowly took it back and admired it. “Thank you.” She said bashfully and ran her thumb over the joystick side.

She gave him a nod in acknowledgment when he started to leave. “Thank you.. again.” She said with a slight smile. It was only a mere upturning of the corners of her mouth but that was what energy she could muster.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

Silas returned her smile. "Of course. Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything." Silas said, exiting the room. He made his way to the elevator and down to the first floor. "Have a good day steve." Silas said passing the clerk at the front desk. Silas exited the rescue building and hopped in his car to drive home and sleep the day away.

 

[Rayvin]

Ophelia was moved to a very quiet hospital room where she could have some more privacy. Dr. Pierce would come in every now and then to check up on her somebody she was their only patient right now. They would need to wait another half day to bathe her so her deeper wounds had time to seal up. She slept away a lot of the day too except for meals.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

It was the next day at 8 A.M. and Silas had arrived back at Rescue HQ. He passed steve at the reception desk with a wave and got to the elevator which he took to the fifth floor. He took a left down the hall and wound up at Ophelia's new room. The nurse had texted him the new room number. Silas softly knocked on the door.

 

[Rayvin]

“Come in?” Could be heard through the door.

Ophelia barely rose her voice to answer the door. When she saw Silas’ face she gave him a smile that stretched a little farther. There was an immediate difference in her appearance.

They had finally Ben able to help her clean up and wash away the filth and grime that had stuck to her body. A couple of female nurses helped her with carefully washing out her wings and making sure no dirt was left behind. Ophelia has to use the handicap shower since that one had enough room for her wings. They helped her move about and dress too, making sure none of her stitches popped. When she was done she went back to bed with new sheets, blankets, and pillows. They still used the Jerry rigged bedside tables for her extended wings.

The color of her hair was more vibrant than before, bearing a deep teal color and shaggy ends. Next followed the near metallic sheen of her violet feathers that demanded attention! The colors shifted from violet to blue along the middle of her upper back. A few feathers littered the ground, sparkling with their natural color.

 

[Saffron_Majesty]

Silas opened the recovery room door and immediately grinned. "My my." Silas said. He leaned back out the door and shouted jokingly at a nurse, "who put this pretty lady in my room?" He re-entered the room chuckling. Silas pulled up the chair from before and took a seat. "Well it looks as though you are making a very fast recovery." Silas observed writing in his clipboard. "I don't think I've ever seen such vibrant colors before and I've worked with many of your kind." Silas said stroking the stubble on his chin. He leaned down and picked up a fallen feather twirling the feather between his fingers in a fidgety way. "How are you feeling today and how did you sleep?" Silas asked with a pin ready in the hand that wasn't fidgeting.