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maskormenacelogs2015-06-21 10:28 pm
stealwithit) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-06-21 10:28 pm
cold as the shapes and the shadow’s gone
WHO: Glitch, Kasumi Goto, Peter Quill, Charlie Maxwell, Ken Amada, and The Iron Bull
WHERE: Nonah #005
WHEN: End of the month
WHAT: Star-Lord brings Glitch and Kasumi to Nonah for healing after they're heavily injured by the police raid on the Angel's Rest.
WARNINGS: The Iron Bull. Ruined upholstery and hardwood floors. Also: mentions of violence, injuries, blood, the works.
Starters below;
WHERE: Nonah #005
WHEN: End of the month
WHAT: Star-Lord brings Glitch and Kasumi to Nonah for healing after they're heavily injured by the police raid on the Angel's Rest.
WARNINGS: The Iron Bull. Ruined upholstery and hardwood floors. Also: mentions of violence, injuries, blood, the works.
Starters below;
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This is waaaay up there.
Because first the five year old child has a gun, and he half rises with a cry of What the hell?! And then Charlie is holding him back and saying, "it's fine," and the wide-eyed, angry look Peter shoots back at the wizard screams, "Is it fucking really?"
And then there's a monster in the living room.
Peter pulls his hands away from Glitch's injury once it starts glowing, afraid his contact might interfere somehow, and he turns to watch the same glow appear over Kasumi's wound. When it's all over and done with, Peter echoes Charlie's words: ]
Holy shit.
[ ... only it comes out in some weird, alien language. It would figure he would only pick up the swear words. ]
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It takes more than one shot of Diarama, with a wound this deep. He doesn't know if even every shot of Diarama he has would be enough. But he has to try, doesn't he? The first gunshots fades and he fires off the next round, then a third, until there's definitely no more blood from Glitch or Kasumi's wounds anymore and they're breathing more smoothly now.
It takes about every drop of stamina that he has. Nemesis will fade as he lowers his gun and he pretty much just drops to his knees on the floor, wheezing.]
That-- that should be enough, for now... they won't die, anymore.
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His heart breaks for Ken a little, and he wonders how many times he's had to do this back home. How many times has he had to heal his friends like this and hope that it was enough?
Was it ever not enough? ]
Thanks, kiddo. We owe you one. Don't strain yourself anymore. Lay down if you need to.
[ And to Peter: ] We should get them cleaned up. We've got two empty rooms now. They can rest there.
... Thank you, for bringing them here.
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What the hell kinda place was he from, anyway?
It's only Charlie's words that startle him out of his daze, and he nods, more mechanically than anything. He scoops up Glitch, one arm beneath the teen's knees and another bracing his shoulders, and stands. Still, he hesitates, turning to Ken. ]
You gonna be alright? I can help you to your room after this, if you need.
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My Persona... I can't heal them completely. They'll still have to heal, after this, and I can try to heal them some more later if we need to. [He shakes his head -- then regrets it as that starts up the headache.] ... I'll go grab some towels and hot water.
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[ He sketches out a quick spell over Kasumi's hood to keep it in place before he scoops her up in the same way Peter did with Glitch. He indicates the nearby bathroom with a nod of his head, motioning for Peter to go on.
Charlie starts in the direction of the stairs before pausing and turning back to Ken ]
... Actually, could you text Bull? Don't go into specifics about who or why, but let him know we've got company and see if he'd be willing to pick up some extra painkillers and first aid supplies on his way home.
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[He's still worried, but he doesn't think he can be of much help, anyway. He nods, wobbling a little as he steps further out of the way, looking around for anything that might've been dropped, and pulling his comm out of his pocket now.
He'll be sending a text. And then calling because he's too exhausted to type properly.]
Please let me know if they need more healing. Or if they wake up...
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[He nods, then, and he'll shake his head before turning back to the couch. He'll just sit there, for a while, he thinks.
I'll be over there.
[Passing the hell out.]