Private role-play for DueTurnip & Patches

[Circus Girl Patches]

This is a Victorian Science Fiction/Fantasy role-play, with a romantic twist. I do hope you'll enjoy the story, please read along if you're interested.

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[DueTurnip]

It was a dark night, and the winds were calm, but the city was bright with nighttime activity, and a man in a horseless carriage was driven by is chauffeur through the streets on their way home. The carriage didn't travel very fast, but they were in a hurry. "This is ridiculous," The chauffeur complained, "We should have taken the horses. They would have been faster than this heap of junk."


The man in the back seat was amused, "Is this your way of telling me you want one of those cars? They are a bit dangerous, I think, and I want to wait until all the bugs are out. Plus the horses were tired from taking father to and from the courthouse. They need a rest." The chauffeur grumbled in protest, and the man went back to watching out the side of the carriage. He was lost in thought about how hard of a decision he made when he began researching medicine rather than law. His father and grandfather would surely disown him, and he'd be out of the streets. He had to keep it a secret until he was done with research and working under a physician as an apprentice. He didn't exactly want to be a doctor, but rather one of animals. He felt so terrible disregarding his family, but he couldn't study what he didn't love. The carriage turned down a dirt road that the chauffeur claimed was a shortcut to the house, and the man's thoughts went away again. Was he doing the right thing, he wondered.

 

[Circus Girl Patches]

It was an early Winter's morning when I broke free from those bonds, they had me chained ready for another experiment, yet I broke free, 'loose' what they said over the radio machines. I ran through the halls looking for a manner of escape. Through a small vent I slipped through crawling slowly making sure not to be loud, though the sirens drowned out the sounds I was already making. It took me a full thirty minutes to get out and free since the vent lend out to the garden.


Dearly not trying to draw any attention to me I shifted into a Golden Retriever, and walked out the gates into a new world. Wandering around my fluffy blonde fur shining beautifully as I walked proudly. Acting like any normal dog would. I wagged my tail happily when some strangers gave me a pat on the head then I continued on my way. I didn't seem to notice how cold the snow was on my feet, though it was refreshing in its own way, relaxing she sighed softly.


As I got to the road crossings I watched both sides of the road before crossing each time, it was now a simple evening in Winter, and the chill was making everyone head home quickly. Even the carriages were travelling at a higher speed than normal. I noticed this when I moved through the roads, though was frightened by something behind me which made me run out onto a dirt road. My strong hearing kicked in slowly, a little too slow for my liking, a sharp pain hit my side and I whimpered, being sent flying.


I finally felt the cold once more, as I laid there on the ground whimpering in pain, my hind legs and hips ached as I looked out into the distance wondering if I was to have the fate of a animal once more, and be shot by the road side. My gentle blue eyes looked up at the bit carriage, everything seemed massive where I was like this fright over running and out weighing me as I laid there in silence lifting my head weakly hearing something coming.
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[DueTurnip]

The carriage spun out and crashed lamely off the side of the dirt road. The chauffeur cursed and apologized for the issues with the carriage. "What happened?" The man asked.


"A dog walked out in front of me. I didn't even see the dang thing." He replied.


"A dog?" The man looked out into the night, and hopped out of the carriage. He walked towards the shadow on the road, and he kneeled, "It's a retriever." He reached down and felt for breathing. His heart grew sad at the state it was in, but then it lifted. This was a sign, he thought. He could fix this dog, and prove to himself that this was what his heart was telling him. Quickly, he removed his coat and wrapped the dog up in it to lift it up. The chauffeur called out, "Sir, you should just leave it." He didn't say anything back, but carried the dog back to the carriage which was now up and running again.


"Head back to the lab, I'm going to patch this puppy up."


The chauffeur couldn't refuse. The carriage carried them back through the night and to a campus building where the man proceeded to carry the retriever up the steps and through the halls to his research lab. Once inside he brushed a bunch of books onto the floor to make room for the dog. Before examining it, he shuffled through some documents to find a written anatomy of a dog's skeleton. Afterwards, he felt around the rib cage, the legs, and the head. "A concussion, and two broken ribs, I think." He examined his books a bit more. "Yeah. Nothing fatal,I hope." He began to wrap up the dogs rib-cage with some bandages while he thought about how badly he wanted to be right. He wanted to be good at this, and he wanted to help the poor animal.

 

[Circus Girl Patches]

I whimpered slightly resting my head into my dirty brown paws. Hearing the footsteps draw closer, I huddled into my paws a little more. Sitting still, my pure blue eyes peaked out from my paws a little when I heard the person draw closer. I felt a hand gently touch me and I sighed, giving him a side of breathing of what he possibly wanted to see. Dearly I felt lost about what this young man was going to do, though I flinched when I felt the coat wrap around me, though when I was lifted up I gave a yelp of pain.


I licked my paw whimpering slightly, before I looked to the chauffeur and growled in a defensive manner. Before noticing I was moving again, my head was pounding and my response felt rather slow thanks to the hit I got. When I was sat on the seat in the carriage I wagged my tail looking up at the young man with two big blue eyes, then stopped when I heard mention about the lab. My ears and tail dropped, as I glared at him, growling, moving back against the walk of the carriage. I had a tattoo on my neck of my serial number, it was scarred and didn't grow in fur there for a reason, to identify me if I was found.


When I was moved into the lab I moved around in a frightened manner, watching as a bunch of books fell on the floor, looking down at them she wagged her tail, hitting the man a couple of times. When he felt around her ribs and legs she whined slightly feeling him touch her ribs, as she would lean down and snap at him, because her body hurt. After giving him the warning of where it hurt she sat up on her legs letting him bandage her ribs, feeling rather tired. She barked softly meaning thanks, before licking his face in a tired manner, laying down resting her head in her paws.


Slowly she slipped into a peaceful sleep. In time she slowly shifted back into her human state looking rather emotionally drained and exhausted. Holding the coat to her body to cover her skin she snuggled cutely into the fabric.
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[DueTurnip]

Lawrence didn't notice her change right away. After he saw the dog go to sleep, he went back to some research on canines in particular, and the chauffeur came in wondering if he was going to go home that night. "Come get me in thirty minutes. I want to record information for my... new patient." The chauffeur shrugged and went back out the work on the carriage. While he was taking notes, he planned a routine to help his new patient recover. Surely his family wouldn't care if he brought home a dog. He was thinking maybe it should stay in the lab for recovery when he looked around and saw that the retriever was no longer a dog.


He didn't process right away what happened, but rather just stared at the girl lying under his jacket just as the dog had been. "Uhhhh.... wait.....what?" He than began to look for some trick, but the building had been empty when he brought the dog in, and no one had entered other that his chauffeur. "No, it... it can't be." He glanced down at his work, and looked back at the girl. "But, this, doesn't make any sense." He stood and walked over to her, "She was the dog?" He stared for awhile, "But that's just a old story. There cant be such a thing as.... as a," he couldn't find the right words at the moment. "If the same ribs are broken, I'll know for sure," He reached down and checked. Jumping back and falling into the floor on top of his previous mess, "She is the dog!" He shouted. He tried to calm himself down, and organized his work to do so. He tried not to think so hard about it, rather how he was going to fix his notes. Was he going to need two files: one for the dog and one for the girl,or just one? The last book in the pile was human anatomy, "Well, I guess I better add this to the file."

 

[Circus Girl Patches]

She awoke hearing the drama between the two men, moving slightly she rubbed her head groaning. "Shut up!" She groaned her head pounding as she sat up slightly with a wobble. "Also the dog is me, I was born a normal human, though thanks to my drug-fucked mother I was sold off like an animal to a bunch of labs that experiment on humans. That why I'm like this now. I choose which animal I want to shape shift into, mainly choose dogs, cats or birds though." Bluebell-Ivy commented holding the coat over her bare body blushing softly.


"Also I'd suggest both files..." She noted slightly slipping off the table heading behind something fixing up the coat, putting it on properly. "So what are you people going to do now? Since you've come in contact with a freak." She spoke bluntly walking out behind the screens she was behind fixing her attire. "And if you are going to take me back to those low lives at least give me some clothes to wear. Even though they'll be taken off later for experiments." She commented bitterly.


Sighing she wandered by the table picking up the books from the floor, groaning in pain about her ribs before closing her eyes for a moment. Dumping the books on the table looking to them both for a moment. "Sorry for running out infront of you, my senses aren't the best outdoors, I've been locked up since I was about four years of age."

 

[DueTurnip]

The chauffeur felt faint and had to sit, but Lawrence just stared at her. "We'll just have to smuggle her into the house."


"What!?" The chauffeur yelped.


"Well, she can't stay here," He replied, "And we'll just hide her from my parents. In the morning, I can get some of my mother's clothes for her to wear. We'll figure things out then."


"But, you father?" The chauffeur bumbled, "Surely he will find out."


Ignoring the chauffeur, Lawrence stepped forward and took her hand, "My lady," and gently kissed it, "What shall we call you?"

 

[Circus Girl Patches]

"I can smuggle myself in if you give me a map of the vents, I can change into snakes quite easily, so that help. You smuggle me in as a bird in a cage." She shrugged softly, before getting the chauffeur a glass of water as it was clear he was going to need it.


"Drink you need it, water helps." Bluebell-Ivy commented in a gentle tone of voice.


Sighing softly she stood there with her hands folded over her chest as she coughed clearing her throat reminding them that she was there.


"One note fuck his father, he's a grown man he can make his decisions for himself, he doesn't need someone to wipe his own arse." Bluebell-Ivy commented in a dark tone of voice.


Slowly she quietened down hearing the younger man walk over to her. "My name is Bluebell-Ivy Jane Evergreen, I'm no lady, just a bastard born to a drug fucked whore." She spoke bitterly, trying to hide her blush about the kiss on the hand.

 

[DueTurnip]

"No," said Lawrence, "You will come home with me, I wouldn't have it any other way. Mr. James, would you go get the carriage ready." After the chauffeur left, he turned to Bluebell, "The ride is a good fifteen minutes, and we'll leave momentarily. Are you feeling alright? I may have some pain medicine you can take. Your ribs are going to hurt for awhile, and I'd be worried with your... shifting... and those broken bones causing you problems. You should stay human for at least a week to see how things feel." He scratched the back of his head and smiled slightly, but his face showed worry. He wore a grey vest over a white long sleeve button down, and he popped the top button of the shirt so he could relax a bit. He seemed high strung, and started to pack up a couple of law books into his messenger. Sighing, "If we run into my father, We'll say we were have a mock trial in the morning and are preparing late tonight. I suppose he'll buy it." He threw a glance at Bluebell when the chauffeur returned, and the three were off to the house. The chilled air made their breaths visible as the carriage chugged along.

 

[Circus Girl Patches]

"I'm feeling fine Lawrence, just a little sore, though I've had worse. It doesn't really effect me even if I shift with broken bones, it does take a lot out of me though." She spoke truthfully looking into his his eyes for a moment, offering him a sad smile. "The only things they'd cause problems for are like the tiny animals, since it takes a lot of energy to shift, and the broken bones would most likely break again." Bluebell told him in a gentle tone looking to him. Holding the coat in place so he didn't see anything he shouldn't have. "You studying law?" She asked him helping him pack a couple of books up. "You strike me more of a doctor, your concerns for others is amazing." She smiled softly looking to him. "I'll do whatever I can to help you out with your father, I never knew mine, due to my mother's job." She whispered shyly looking down into her hands for a moment. "I think your father might have something to say about how I'm dressed though." SHe whispered softly, moving out to the carriage.

 

[DueTurnip]

He smiled a bit as the carriage rolled as if enjoying the chilled breeze, but it was a worry filled smile. "I am not, actually, not anymore at least. Law just wasn't right for me, and my family would surely disagree with me. I just can't do what they do. I want to help people, and all living things, but if they had it their way, I'd be a miserable attorney. That's why they can't know I'm no longer studying law, and that's why I carry torts books home, so they have no reason to doubt." His face wrinkled into a frown, "It's pathetic, I know, why don't I just tell them. I cant because I am pathetic. I'm used to a certain life, and certain life, and they can easily take it away from me if I don't do as they say. I wouldn't normally lie, but I just have to." He looked away, "I'm sorry for spewing this stuff at you. They are my problems, and you have much bigger ones. Much bigger... " He looked at Bluebell with a curious eye, "Sorry to stare, but you are quite beautiful for a dog."

 

[Circus Girl Patches]

I held the coat tightly shivering slightly looking to him sighing softly. "I think a person is best in the field which makes them happy, if you're a people person a teacher, doctor or anything along to line of a service for you." I commented brightly looking to him. "Lying to them and acting like you're doing one thing isn't going to do you any good when they find out you need to sit down and talk to them. If they aren't fucked in the head they should be able to listen, that or they're stupid." I shrugged slightly nothing dared to surprise me these days, though he surprised me, he hadn't turned me in for who I was... A freak. "You think of yourself as pathetic, though I see a strong young man, though someone who is frightened about losing his parents love. I lost the lost of my mother, to drugs, don't let yourself lose them because you're busy trying to hide who you want to be." I told him in a kind tone of voice. "I wouldn't say you're spewing it on me, since I don't smell like the side walk near the local pub at the moment now do I. It is true I have my own problems we all do." I pointed out to him. "Some of us have the easier ways out.