chikaidestroyer | ∞ 53: Those in the dark [action/accidental sound]

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∞ 53: Those in the dark [action/accidental sound]

[A bedraggled figure slowly drags himself towards the edge of the village, swaying dangerously every few steps and having to stop to recover. Spatters of blood mar the normally white portions of his coat and darken the deep gray sections. Bloody strips of material hang loosely around his neck in place of his scarf, pulled loose after nearly suffocating on too tightly-wrapped bandages.

On Albert's forehead is a mark, dark against his pale skin. He finally kneels after swaying just a little too much, nearly collapsing as his head aches.

His journal drops from somewhere above, and the hooting of a small owl can be heard.]

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[Albert lies on his back after Yuri sets him down, eyes shutting wearily. He gestures vaguely with one bloody hand; he can't very well express his gratitude at the moment.]

[~~WAVE ME OFF WILL YOU, MR. SILVERBERG--nah, he gets it~~ Yuri smiles a little to show that he gets what Albert's attempting to make a point of and backs off so Raine can heal him properly.]

First aid.

[The blood, and the wound still need to be cleaned properly, and those bloody clothes taken care of, but he also needs to rest. She'll just have to prepare things while he does so.]

... Thank you again for your help, Yuri.

[Albert is going to do his best not to pass out/fall asleep now that he's on his back. Mmm, nice and comfortable bed...]

[Bed ... oh yeah, he was on his way home to get some sleep ~~with Judy~~ before this all happened. He'll stick around a little longer in case Raine needs him for something, but if he's not needed anymore, he'd love to get home right about now. Not like he's in a major rush, but yeah.]

No problem. I guess I just chose a good time to wander around town.

Edited 2009-04-09 04:05 (UTC)

Indeed...

In any case, we should be fine for now. It's getting late, and we can talk more about things at a better time.

[Albert's just about dozing at the moment. Sorry, guys.]

[S'all good, Albert. Go on and pass out, have a blast. Unless that's bad. Then don't do that.]

Right. I'll talk to you later, then.

[With that, he makes his way to the door while giving a short, backhand wave, and wanders on out.]

Understood. [Just as long as you make sure the front door is closed behind you, Yuri Lowell. After he leaves, she turns her attention back to Albert.]

I know you just want to go to sleep, but we need to clean up all that blood... let me help you with your coat.

[He can't even groan in complaint at Raine's words. He opens his eyes and looks at Raine, but doesn't look particularly interested in sitting up at the moment.]

[She moves a little closer, simply looking at him.]

Albert...

[His lips move to form a one-syllable word. "What?"]

...

Your coat. You need to get more comfortable, and there'll be more of a mess if we wait.

[He slumps, but lethargically lifts his hands to unbutton rather complex setup of clasps and buttons.]

[She watches him, ready to lend a hand if necessary.]

[It takes a little longer than he's used to, but Albert manages to part the coat. It's only then that he tries to push himself up to remove the coat. His black shirt is sliced up at the collar, revealing more of his blood over his chest.]

[Raine's not too pleased to see that.]

I knew there had to be more to it than that... all right, here. Just wait a moment, when you finish with your coat -- I'm going to get some towels and warm water. [And other healing supplies.]

[He doesn't nod, but he manages a glance in Raine's direction in acknowledgment. While Raine gathers supplies, he will finish with his coat and, for lack of anywhere else to put it, push it off the bed and onto the floor.]

[She gathers the supplies as quickly and quietly as she can manage; water for cleaning and water for rinsing; a few towels, a small cup of water for Albert to drink and healing supplies are all brought in at intervals. She moves the coat to the back of a chair so she doesn't trip over it.]

All right. Let me see, now. [She gestures towards his chest once all is set up.]

[There isn't much else Albert can do but drop his hands to his sides so Raine can get a better look at what she is dealing with. There are the telltale signs of incisions having been made along his throat and between his collarbones. The healing has caused the wounds to heal a little, but surgical stitching can be seen-- done over more than once, as if the wounds had reopened and had to be fixed once, twice, thrice.

Clearly someone didn't like the amount of lip Albert had been giving earlier.]

[Raine takes a close look at the stitching. The location, the preciseness of the incisions... she winces, herself, moistens her lips, and sighs.]

That... would explain the not speaking.

[She steadies her tone.] Please take off your shirt, Albert.

[He's already taken off his coat, Raine. Is he going to have to remove everything to satisfy you? He gingerly works with the shirt, wincing as it sticks to his skin in a few places. It begins awkward when he has to work his shirt over his wings, but soon enough the shirt is also on the floor.]

Thank you.

[Not removing it would defeat the purpose of trying to get him cleaned up, wouldn't it? Once it's out of the way, she can gingerly make use of the towels and water. Carefully and gently washing away the extra blood until she can concentrate on the wounds themselves.]

[A guttural sound escapes Albert as he lies on his back, a reaction to the wounds being washed over. One eye shuts tightly as he coughs violently, aggravating the surgical wounds further. He struggles to stop the painful coughing, but has enough sense to claw at the sheets so he doesn't reach for his throat.]

[Damn. Raine drops the towel entirely as soon as he reacts negatively, surprised for a moment until she gathers a spell to help soothe the coughs]

What have they... -- Recover!

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