No emoti(o)n that's what business is [INJURY]

Beyondpaw · Oct 19th 2016

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When the male woke up next he was outside the mouth of the cave, grit still stuck on his fur as hazy eyes glanced around. So this is where he had thought to teleport away from the battle, but it hadn't gotten him very far. He still could have been found and dragged off but he had gotten lucky, the male in his smaller form where his mind felt more at ease.

It hurt to move. Even with molecule manipulation, his wounds were still terrible. There was a nasty burn between his shoulder blades that accompanied a similar mark between the ribs, the bones around it bruised from being shoved back so roughly.

Other than that he was just tired, twitching and cold with zero amount of energy left in him. Pain had circled the front of his mind, but embarrassment was quick to follow as he was left to his recollection of one hell of a failed capture. He had been doing so well...! Until the fight broke out. Until his own lightning had been used against him.

Bracken felt small. Even more so now that he was in his 'kit' form, but small in the eyes of his fellow roguemates. What were they going to do when they found him here? Was there going to be a punishment for running away?

~~Injuries summarized: Bad burns between shoulder blades and between ribs on the right side. Lots of pain as a side-effect, fatigue, and exhaustion.~~

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[size=6pt]★ trek

Leonidas Vians-Cipher · Oct 19th 2016

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leonidas didn't think he would get punished for supposedly running away from the fight. maybe it was because the demon was far too focused on murdering tama, he didn't entirely notice. well, yes, he did notice, but that didn't mean a damn thing. discovering the injured bracken, the demon crossed his forearms. [b]"you gonna survive?" he would inquire, flicking an ear as he spoke.

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[size=6pt]★ trek

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general:
leonidas vians-cipher • male (he/him) • righthand of the exiles • colonel of the first order • probably single • recovering from depression

physical:
- dire wolf with golden pelt, black rings on wrists, ankles, and tail, and cyan blue eyes
- bodies can vary with similar appearance

injuries
- scar down left eye
- lone tooth poking out of right side of bottom jaw

characteristics:
- volatile, quiet, protective, brutal, internally insane, nonchalant

confrontation:
[color=cyan]- physically hard [color=cyan]• mentally extreme
[color=cyan]- Attacks in [color=cyan]BOLD CYAN
[color=cyan]- Best to attack with physical attacks
[color=cyan]- Ask if can Capture
[color=cyan]- Ask for Kill via PM

Blackmatter · Oct 20th 2016

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[color=#b5ced6]There he was. He had wondered where the tabby had disappeared to when he woke up and found himself alone. Well, alone aside from Jammal and that kit. "Brackenwing." The tom moved to stand over him, looking over the tom cat. ".... Brackenwing!"

Beyondpaw · Oct 20th 2016

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Would he survive? "I-I don't feel like I'm dying..." he knew what that felt like, and the dread in it dragged so much more than the weight in his bones now. "Not anymore..." the lightning had done a number on his circadian rhythm, maybe that's why he wasn't able to conjure enough strength and cells to start patching his aching burns.

When eyes opened again, his chest still felt heavy. This time when his heart skipped it was from a different feeling entirely, mouth agape as hazy eyes looked over the familiar male. His neck craned as he attempted to lean up, a soft incredulous smile on his face as he shifted on his side to get a better look. It was like he was looking at a ghost...and in a way he was, because that is what he was really.

"Though if I am...I think I see an angel~" the purr erupted from his throat, tail lashing weakly behind him.

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[fancypost bgcolor= #262626; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 470px; height: 10px; text-align:right; font-family:courier; color: #BDBDBD]...he'd stop looking for me, and he wouldn't be mine anymore![/fancypost]

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[size=6pt]★ trek

- whitedove · Oct 20th 2016

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[size=8]beware of hidden scrollies
★ trek

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Beyondpaw · Oct 20th 2016

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Shameless, yes. Men could really be so sure of themselves, but they could also be the exact opposite as well. As the salve was placed on his burnt skin the tan male would let out a cry, his reaction quite pitiful and childish as he curled closer to the earth as if it was going to save him from the aching.

It was around this time he lapped up as much of the herbal mix as he could, hoping that the pain killers would get to him sooner than later. Wasn't the strike bad enough? Why did healing have to hurt so bad as well?

It was almost as bad as the way his flirting turned on its head. If his smirk had managed to get anywhere, surely it wouldn't be anywhere as enthralling with his eyes watering and pelt twitching with pangs of pain. Oh well. If he had to lay around in camp for a few days, he was going to attempt flirting at least one more time.

"Th-Thanks." he choked to Whitedove, giving an appreciative smile.

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[size=6pt]★ trek

Blackmatter · Oct 20th 2016

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[color=#b5ced6]Eyes rolled, the tom sighing as the brown tabby spoke. He moved to cuff his ear before moving out of Whitedove's way. The way there was a scent of herbs on her he supposed she was the Medicine Cat. ".... Any chance you can knock him out for a bit too?" Make sure he actually slept.