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Post by Alistair Grey on Aug 2, 2016 7:20:50 GMT
A long day... a long three days... a lot of trouble and nothing felt worth it. Nothing felt right and now of all time he had to encounter a few stray hunters after some magi group he had been funding. Foolish... stupid... unyielding hunters.... He did hate them, but as Alistair had been walking along the alley he had began to wonder. Maybe he had been giving them too little credit. One of them got a lucky shot while he was careless and now he's bleeding. Damn it... troublesome... he had to get to the clinic and fast. Grey began to hear an echo of the past. Words he thought to be his last to his sister at the time. "If I die-" His sister was quick to cut him off at the time simply yelling at him.
"Don't Die!" Alistair chuckles as he remembers this. His hands bloodied with from the wound... Grabbing a bottle of water he drank half of it and began manipulating the rest of it to cover the rest of his wound. Right now, Alistair had wished he had the ability to manipulate his blood. It would make clotting the wound all the more easier, but the water would have to do for now. Making it act as a wall for his wound as he limped several blocks. Still trying to reach his destination. Checking his wound every so often he knew for sure he wouldn't die... but he was gonna be greatly weakened.
Maybe resting here would be better than walking all that way. Focus on healing... he placed his hand on the wet part of the wound freezing it. It felt cold, but the benefits of being a water magi made him far more resistant to temperatures that would give humans frost bite. He begins chuckling as he lays there resting. "Damn my sister is gonna kill me when she realizes I got into a fight... Damn what I would do for some help right now." Laying here until he regained some energy would be the best means to survive until he was ready to start making his way back to the Clinic.
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Post by Luca Burke on Aug 28, 2016 21:18:14 GMT
Wandering back into Dagos City had been mercifully uneventful this time around. Hunters hadn’t stopped him, the people he did encounter had hardly spared him a second glance, if they even bothered with a first, and any other potential trouble that might have occurred, hadn’t. If only every trip were so quiet— perhaps he might have visited more often… or maybe not, Luca thought, as he sidestepped a discarded pile of something that smelled nothing short of putrid. Safer for his kind the slums may have been, but pleasant they were not. Not that he’d ever particularly expected them to be. As he neared more familiar territory, he felt himself relaxing somewhat. Just a bit further, and he could see about tracking down a friend or two, and arranging a place to stay for the night. Or maybe he could stop by the clinic, and see if they needed an extra hand for a little while before he turned in for the day… As thoughts of later gradually trailed off, something else in the here and now caught his attention— a flash of white in an otherwise grim and grimy side street. Luca’s pace faltered, then stopped entirely as he took in the sight. A man, white-haired but not apparently old, laying in the street with a large patch of bright red on clothing torn by what had probably been a bullet. His face paled and eyes widened, then he rushed over and dropped to his knees beside the stranger. “Hey, are you—?” No, no, that wasn’t right. ‘Are you alright’ was an incredibly stupid question in this case. Dropping the large tan bag on his back to the ground, he tried again as he began rummaging through its contents. “What happened?” Alistair Grey (ooc: Hope it's okay I snagged this one. ^^; ) |
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Post by Alistair Grey on Sept 1, 2016 3:06:28 GMT
(it's cool @luka )
Hearing the voice of another something... Concerned... "Sister..." he struggled to say as he open his eyes to meet a stranger. Not knowing who they were it wolf be better to play off the role of a human... Getting caught in some stabbing. Right... That was the best he could come with at the moment... Damn this bullet wound hurt... With all the blood they won't be able to see the difference.
"I... I need help... Please someone mugged me... Can you take me to the free clinic?" Damn he was starting to have a shorter breath... Was he going into shock!? Damn for now all he could hope for was that the wound wasn't crippling... Damn wounds like that take months to heal as is. His head felt light and woozy as he stretched his hand out to his savoir.
Holding onto the wall to help steady himself. It was only now that he looked down to see to see the a quick reflection.. Dang his eyes were completely black. The pupils completely expanding pitch black showing off his magi features.... Maybe lying was a bad idea now... "Don't... Be alarmed... Please, I'm a magi... These are just my... Shark like features." he tried to convince them with caution aware of how wary anyone might be from someone with pitch black eyes... It was almost like something from a horror movie demon.
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Post by Luca Burke on Sept 1, 2016 17:33:09 GMT
Sister? Was someone else hurt too? Pausing briefly in his search, Luca looked around For signs of another person in the alley, but found none. Maybe the man had been referring to him, then, and had mistaken him for a girl? Or… well, it didn’t matter at the moment. He resumed digging, and after another moment or two produced a gauze pad and some bandages, which he intended to wrap over the wound until they could get the white-haired man to the clinic. “Yes, I can take you there,” he assured gently, scooting over to get a better look at the wound. “It’s not too far…” Blood obscured most of the view, but the way his shirt was torn made Luca think he might have been shot… But they could get to that once they had reached the clinic and— Deep blue eyes widened in slight surprise as they caught sight of the other’s, dark and inhumanly black, and the thin casing of ice over his wound. However, the expression soon faded into a gentle, understanding smile as the other magi delivered his explanation. “It’s alright,” Luca answered, reaching out to quickly dress the man’s wound before accepting his hand and hauling him carefully to his feet. “I’m one too.” Once he was sure the injured magi was steady on his feet, Luca grabbed his bag and pulled it back onto his shoulders, before holding out his arm to offer support while they walked. “Come on,” he said, starting off in the direction of the clinic. “It’s not far.” Alistair Grey |
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Post by Alistair Grey on Sept 9, 2016 7:10:00 GMT
Seeing how the individual interacted it brought the magi to ease knowing that the person in front of them wasn't a threat to his life. "T-Thank you..." He says struggling to continue forward. As the approached onward his vision started to fade in and out. Clutching him tightly as they drew closer and closer to the clinic. Realizing they were heading towards the front. Alistair stops and prevents his savior from going any further. "The back... we have to go through the back..." He said shaking as he looked over his shoulder, paranoid of the possibility of being traced by hunters. He tries to pull Luca in through the back alley.
His breathing was getting heavier and heavier... all that as left for him to do. Once they got closer to the door he started to speak once more. "Ask for the individual, Nila Grey... She'll help us." Damn it... this was supposed to be a simple trip... she would without a doubt kill him for getting into this sort of trouble. "She'll probably be pissed... but should help out..." He chuckled a bit knowing just how much trouble he was already in with the Hunters. He was even contemplating letting the wound heal on it's own and attempting to kill the last of the hunters to leave no trace of his existence. "She... may also interrogate you as well. She's been rather... paranoid of any involvement I may or may not have with a few magi gangs." Alistair gave him fair warning before knocking on the back door.
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Post by Luca Burke on Sept 10, 2016 21:19:54 GMT
Though their progress toward the clinic was quick, Luca worried it wouldn’t be quick enough. It didn’t take much to tell the water magi was fading fast. His steps were slowing, and it felt as though he was getting heavier and heavier as more and more of his weight was left for the younger to bear. Not good. “Come on now, just a little further…” Ah! And there it was! Allowing himself a small, relieved smile, the zero magi was about to try picking up the pace when his charge started dragging him in another direction. “Wha—? Why?” Luca asked, confused. For a moment, he hesitated to listen, but quickly gave in. As long as they got him inside so he could be treated, he supposed it really didn’t matter which door they took. So he allowed the white-haired man to pull him along. “Nila Gray,” he repeated, wondering to himself how they knew one another. “Alright…” Luca smiled weakly at the idea of an interrogation at this woman’s hands. “Not like I have much to tell her…” Except that this man was apparently involved with gangs. Lovely. Although it probably only took a few moments for someone to answer the door for them, it felt like far too much time had passed by the time it was opened. “We, um… We’re looking for Nila Gray…?” Luca told the confused-looking man at the door, readjusting his hold on the man with him. Mercifully, he confirmed that there was in fact someone there by that name, and ran off to find her as soon as they’d been lead into one of the treatment rooms inside. Alistair Grey |
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