Two Different Worlds - (PartyRocker1013xLyraDark) [Inactive]

[PartyRocker1013]

"Because I can't bear to think of anything bad happening to you," he whispered. Zandyrr held her closer. He hated it when she cried. He wanted to make her happy.

 

[LyraDark]

"I-I can't help myself... You need help but I can't..." she sobbed.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

"Sh... That's okay," he whispered. You should get some rest," he insisted.

 

[LyraDark]

"N-No! I am okay!" she lied. "Anyways... We can't head back to the hotel now..."

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr didn't want to push her too far, but he decided to let her. "Yeah, you're right. I wish I had enough time to plan a subtle way out." He stopped hugging her so close. "I can't retract my wings, though. So I don't know how much luck we'll have with getting around."

 

[LyraDark]

Her headache camed back, more painfull than ever. She putted her hands to her head again. "Luck?" she asked.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr laughed when she said that. "Sorry if I got your hopes up by saying that." He stopped smiling when he saw Silver put her hands to her head. "Is it that headache?"

 

[LyraDark]

She nodded. "I can't believe that it's so painfull..." she said. She groaned in pain. Her eyes closed and she had difficulty to open them again.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr was clueless of what to do for once. He didn't have any spells for healing in his book. And if her headache was still here, maybe it meant something else. Just so they weren't in complete silence, he decided to ask her something. "So what's so wrong with your wings?" he asked.

 

[LyraDark]

"Well, I can't use them... One of my wings is seriously injured..." she explained.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

"How did it get injured?" he asked, wanting to know.

 

[LyraDark]

"I got shot..." she explained. "Normally it's me that ask questions..."

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr laughed. "You don't like having to answer questions?"

 

[LyraDark]

"I like asking them more..." she said.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr began to laugh more. "You know I can always help to heal your wing, right?" he asked. "I just need a few things."

 

[LyraDark]

"What?" she asked. "How is that possible?" she asked again. Her curiosity just camed back.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

"I was taught to handle these kind of things," he said. "I just need a few medical supplies."

 

[LyraDark]

"What are those medical supplies you need?" she asked.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr thought for a moment, going over the list i his head. He began to list things out loud, like certain creams and medical gauze, etc. "It would be healed in no time," he said, smiling.

 

[LyraDark]

"I will try to find those things," she said. "Any ideas where?" she asked.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr thought for another moment. 'If only my damn wing wasn't screwed over' he thought. "I think there should be a pawn shop somewhere near the hotel. Just tell the owner I sent you and he can give you the things you need."

 

[LyraDark]

"Okay..." she said. "Don't go anywhere while I will be gone okay?" she asked, laughing. She started walking in direction of the hotel. After some time, she got lost as always. Damn bad orientation... she thought. Tears felled down her cheeks.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

Zandyrr laughed, as well. He waited for her, hoping she would be okay alone. It wasn't like he could have went with her, though. He just paced around the alleyway.

 

[LyraDark]

After asking her way five times, she finally made her way to that pawn shop that Zandyrr was talking about. She entered in there.

 

[PartyRocker1013]

(I'll just be the owner )


John was just sitting at the counter, reading a magazine. He nearly fell out of his seat when he heard the door open. "Uh, welcome!" he yelled to the other sude of the store, already walking over to greet them.