Fantasy [OPEN] The Price of a Life

[PowderSnow]

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"We don't need towels." Francesca echoed. "W-will.... will... will she be okay? Sh-sh-she's not gonna die... is... is she..?" she whispered. She just wanted to shelter from the rain. She didn't want to run into this. She almost regretted coming into the bar. Would she be better off elsewhere?


But leaving halfway through this... no, she can't do that. So Francesca just stood there, confused and a little scared.
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[Dominaiscna]

Alva's reply brought an amused smile to Aeola's lips. So, he was there for the spoils? Interesting. "It would seem great mind's think alike, "she commented, as she would have indeed approached the situation for the same reasons if she hadn't decided to stupidly play the unknown hero and help out the damsel in distress. Ugh.. Such an idiot!


As she cursed herself for another second or so, a thought popper into her mind. Could he have possibly seen where the girl was taken? She highly doubted it though... But it was worth asking. "I don't suppose you've seen a girl somewhere here, have you? She's ...my friend and was attacked by some ...perv and got hurt in a skirmish so she has this wound on her back. I think he might've take...her...." Her voice trailed off in the end. Not her best improv, she admitted, and she really hoped she didnt make herself sound even more suspicious.





@ProjectMischa

 

[dapperghost]

CHARLES 'CHESS' CHESTER


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Chess nearly leapt into his stocks at the arrival of yet another stranger. He feigned an air of confidence, pretended he knew what was happening, but the film of sweat on his forehead told no lies.


"Hey! You there!" he barked at Alec, gradually ironing out the tremors in his voice and wrenching his gaze from the girl on the table. "I'm not serving, so you can either help fix whatever the fuck's going on here or you can go back out in the storm."

 

[ProjectMischa]

Alva couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly at the woman's hesitations and pauses with her story. Sure, some would take that as pausing to recollect their thoughts on what happened, but it didn't seem that way here. At least not to him. But, he just wanted to get out of the rain and be done for the day, so he decided against pointing out the rather suspicious story. "Sorry," he said, shaking his head slightly, "I just got here a little bit ago, after you did, to be more precise. Haven't seen a damn thing, not that the stupid rain helps at all." He wasn't exactly sure what was up with this lady, but he didn't particularly care to find out right now. At least she seemed to understand his "opportunist" attitude.


@Dominaiscna

 

[LittleLupin]

Alec jumped as Chess barked at him. He looked back out the door. The rain was far to heavy. He would wind up more soaked than he already was, if it was even possible. He turned back to Chess and crossed his arms. "There's no way I'm going back out there. Tell me what to do and I'll do it. I'm not going to just let you throw me out like this."


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[PowderSnow]

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Francesca looked between Alec, Chess, and the girl on the table who's name I've already managed to forget. She played with her hands frantically, watching the girl treat the bleeding girl. What else would you do for a wounded person...


"M-maybe... maybe we should.. clean the wound?" Francesca suggested. "Would that help?"


She glanced at Chess. "Y-you do have water, right...? We could soak something... maybe..."


She was rather unsure of herself... but dirty wounds were bad, right?

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[Dominaiscna]

"Don't mention it, it was a silly question anyway..." Aeola said in a soft voice that was just loud enough to be heard over the rain. In all honesty, she was very grateful that he seemed to believe her story... Or that he was letting it slide.. Either way was good for her. Pushing some of her wet, red hair out of her face, while her eyes studied his with something like curiosity. It would seem that he wanted to get out of the rain as much as she wanted to, but considering she was already soaked to her bones, her clothes were beyond help, only her health could be saved from a cold now.


"I don't suppose you know somewhere i can get shelter right?" She asked, eyes flickering to the cold, wet world around them. That was until her eyes caught sight of something gold lying on the ground.





@ProjectMischa

 

[dapperghost]

CHARLES 'CHESS' CHESTER

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"Yeah, it has to be cleaned. But not yet. It has to clot, it needs to clot or else she'll bleed out." Chess stated, his voice returning to its ordinary quiet huskiness. You would know, Chess, said the voice again. The bartender grunted.


There had to be something that could be done other than wrap the girl in the hoodie. She's dying. He had to get her out of the bar eventually, too, or the boss would want his head on a pike for the mess. The blood. She's dying.





Suddenly, he jerked about to address Alec and Francesca. "Y-you two. What are you? I need to know."

 

[Missykay]

"Hey!" Asher raised his voice above the now semi-crowded bar. "It's OK people. She'll be OK. It's just a flesh wound" he said motioning toward the woman in shock on the table. He threw some money down on the counter, "Something warm for her till she gets her feet under her." He smiled at Francesca. He tied his hoodie around the woman. "Keep it, blood isn't my style." He chuckled and decided to take his chance in the rain. He had lingered long enough. Asher gave Alec's shoulder a friendly Pat as he shuffled out beside him into the storm.

 

[PowderSnow]

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Oh. Clot. That's a thing, isn't it? Francesca suddenly wished she knew more about medical stuff. Noooot really her expertise.


She jumped in surprise when Chess suddenly turned and addressed her, letting out another little squeak. What was she? Oh, animal form. Right. How would that help?


"O-otter!" Francesca replied quickly. "Is.. is that helpful?"


She couldn't see how an otter would be useful in this situation... but you never know, right?
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[dapperghost]

CHARLES 'CHESS' CHESTER

@LittleLupin @Missykay @PowderSnow @StoneWolf18


"Damn it, damn it," Chess cursed repeatedly, almost chanting it to himself. He curled his fingers around an empty wine bottle and clenched his fist, putting strain on the weak and warped glass. "Otter, huh?" Otter. What good would that do? She could have been a horse, a lion, anything with more power than a tiny twig-chewer. Maybe he would have luck with the male. "And what about you? What are you?" he said to Alec, swinging the wine bottle around to point at the younger man.


(It's midnight for me, so I'm going to head off to bed if that's okay. I'll pick up again tomorrow.)

 

[LittleLupin]

Alec watched Asher go with a frown. How could that guy leave at a time like this? He didn't have long for his thoughts to linger on the issue before the wine bottle was pointed at him. "I, er... I'm a stoat." Alec tensed, unsure what Chess would do.

 

[PowderSnow]

(Same as Dapper. pls dont go too far without me ;_; )


(also. otter and stoat. how helpful lmao)

 

[dapperghost]

(So yeah, @LittleLupin @StoneWolf18 @Missykay is it okay to slow down for a few hours? Typing this from bed, CBA to do a macro... I'll see you guys tomorrow!)

 

[LittleLupin]

(@dapperghost sure. I'm heading to bed soon anyway. This'll be my last post for tonight. Just a heads up, I will most likely be busy tomorrow and unable to reply much.)

 

[ProjectMischa]

"Don't mention it, it was a silly question anyway..." Aeola said in a soft voice that was just loud enough to be heard over the rain. In all honesty, she was very grateful that he seemed to believe her story... Or that he was letting it slide.. Either way was good for her. Pushing some of her wet, red hair out of her face, while her eyes studied his with something like curiosity. It would seem that he wanted to get out of the rain as much as she wanted to, but considering she was already soaked to her bones, her clothes were beyond help, only her health could be saved from a cold now.


"I don't suppose you know somewhere i can get shelter right?" She asked, eyes flickering to the cold, wet world around them. That was until her eyes caught sight of something gold lying on the ground.





@ProjectMischa

Alva seemed a little surprised at the woman's question. Shelter? She didn't know where to find shelter? Did that mean she was new here? Huh, kind of a crappy place to hunker down in, in Alva's opinion. This entire district was a mud hole riddled with crime, shady characters, awful housing, and fish. Ugh. Fish. If he never had to see one again, it would be too soon. "Well, I mean there's a bar nearby," he said slowly, "Other than that just find someone's house you can crash at, I guess." He stopped and glanced back when he heard footsteps by the entrance of the alley, noticing another figure walking by and furrowing his brows a little in suspicion. He wasn't going to just randomly call out at someone, he'd done enough just simply talking to this woman next to him.


@Dominaiscna

 

[McMajestic]

Alexia had been on her way home from the black market when the storm hit. She had made thousands of dollars off an eagle tucked away in an inkwillow, and was carrying her small fortune in her drawstring bag that rested against her back when water began to drip onto her, then pour. She squeaked at the ice water splashing against her skin seeing as she was highly unprepared for such a dramatic change in weather, and she moved closer to the buildings, hoping to avoid as much water as possible.


As she moved forward, becoming nervous thanks to the roaring thunder and delicate flashes of lightning, she forgot to pay attention to her surroundings, and found herself smacking into someone who had just exited a bar. She cried out, partly from fear and partly from shock as she fell flat on her back, the bag against it making the fall even more uncomfortable. She began to shiver as she rested on the floor, squinting up at the person she had bumped into. "Sorry, I'm sorry," she mumbled, feeling absolutely horrible for what she had done.


@Missykay

 

[dapperghost]

CHARLES 'CHESS' CHESTER

@PowderSnow @StoneWolf18 @LittleLupin


Chess's eyebrows knitted in a thoughtful frown, and he lifted his free arm to rub the nape of his neck. Think, think.


Otter. Stoat. Nothing useful. Chess was no medic; common sense was the best medicine in his aresnal, but common sense couldn't patch a wound. The nearest hospital was twenty minutes away as the crow flies.


Absent-mindedly, the bartender found himself wading towards the victim through the knot of strangers, rainwater and blood. His grip loosened, allowing the wine bottle to plummet to the wooden floor and shatter. An unsteady hand rose to feel the blood-soaked fabric of the girl's make-shift bandage.

 

[Alphaius]

Jack rolled throughout the storm in his squad car. It was a fierce storm, but no hurricane. He parks at the site of the domestic disturbance.


"Dispatch im at 14490 maplewood drive,responding to a possible 273D in progress" he says into his radio as he steps out of the car. The rain pelts him and thunder rumbles in the distance.


He rest his left hand on the tranquilizer gun on his left hip. He knocks on the door very loudly.


"This is officer Norris of the police department...we received a call about a possible domestic disturbance..."


Jack is knocked off his feet as the door erupts off of its hinges. A rather large ram comes smashing through the door


And Jack is narrowly able to avoid the horn that comes through the door. He stands to his feet trying to talk the man/ram down.


"I'm willing to leave that outta my report, just calm down and let's TALK about this" he says as he puts his hand over the quick release on his belt buckle...


The ram charges, he pulls the release and his belt falls off. Black fur quickly springs out of his skin his arms grow longer and thicker while his legs grow shorter.


Standing in the police officers place is a big, scary looking, scar covered silverback gorilla.


He grabs the oncoming ram by the horn and front left hoof and tosses it a good 12ft,it lands hard on the driveway.


Jack then picks up his tranquilizer pistol out of his belt, and lumbers over to the dazed ram and fires three shots point blank into its buttocks. The ram lets out a pitiful groan before falling asleep and shifting into a man in his boxers.jack scoops the unconscious man over his shoulder. Then lumbers over to the belt and,setting the man down, he shifts back to his human form and reconnects the belt.


Then cuffs the man and carries him to the car before going to the house And filling a report.


The girl was a Lynx. A drop dead gorgeous Lynx!


After about thirty minutes getting the details he comes back to his car and gets in the drives seat.


"Buddy your an idiot." He says revving the engine. "If I had myself a girl like that..." He shakes his head trailing off as the engine starts.

 

[PowderSnow]

@dapperghost @LittleLupin @StoneWolf18

Francesca sighed. So she was useless. How lovely.


Honestly, she wanted to leave. She wanted to walk out the door and stay out of everyone's way. And she was tempted to do just that when she saw the bartender get up and go to the girl on the table.


Francesca's curiosity got the better of her, so she followed, looking over the guys shoulder.


"Should you be touching that?"
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[StoneWolf18]

As Chess felt the cloth covering the wound, Raphael immediately flinched in return as it casued more pain to flood her system. Other than that, she was too deleterious to process anything, teetering on the cliff like edge of unconscious. By now the bleeding as slowed considerably, but the risk of infection as well as possibly death were still quite high.


@dapperghost @LittleLupin @PowderSnow

 

[LittleLupin]

Alec simply watched Chess. He was at a loss. Small sratches and bites were easy. He'd dealt with them on a near daily basis, but something this big was beyond his experience. He couldnt just leave when the girl on the table was in such a bad state. Besides, the storm didn't appear to be letting up.


Alec goes to follow the other two to the table, but stops when he sees the broken bottle. It wasn't much, but he'd found a way to be useful and so he started to carefully pick up the larger pieces of glass.

 

[dapperghost]

CHARLES 'CHESS' CHESTER

For what seemed like a thousand seconds, Chess felt and prodded at the hoodie, feeling the dip of the wound and the slickness of blood smeared on his long, delicate fingers. He flinched at the tinkling sound of glass skittering behind him as Alec scraped shards of bottle from the floor. How much time did they have?


"Are you awake?" the man finally hissed into Raphael's ear. She didn't look very awake. You'd have to be superhuman not to fall asleep in that condition. Maybe she would wake up if he smacked her. Stop it. You're not violent anymore.

 

[StoneWolf18]

The pain worsened as he continued to poke and prod her wound, her back tensed and even arched slightly at one point due. But as he asked if she was awake, the only response she could give was a subtle groan. She was awake but just barely. But, she was conscious enough to note how dire the situation was, thus allowing herself to shift.


But...not into what she expected.


The woman was too far gone to care, though instead of a reasonably large falcon sitting on the table, it was an extremely small, dormouse with a gash on its back.

Spoiler

@dapperghost @PowderSnow @LittleLupin

 

[dapperghost]

CHARLES 'CHESS' CHESTER

Chess nearly choked on his own breath. Maybe she was superhuman. Or maybe the wound wasn't as grievious as the amount of blood on the table implied. That's a good thing. You can clear this up.





Something of a splutter escaped his mouth, "Can anyone here fly in a storm? There's a hospital across the river, but walking's too slow."