//just need him patched up
Beck was back. Beck was back. As much as he was furious, Satan had held true to his word. He had brought the boy back, and hadn't taken any payment from Ska'arq. No, he had taken it from Beck. His memories. All of them, as far as he knew. Gone. Gone.
The little dragon limped back into camp, his face twisted into a strange, somewhat upset expression. He was unbelievably angry, and his hand still hurt quite a lot. Blood continued to drip onto the grass as he made his way to the Medic hut.
The glass was still embedded in his hand, and the flesh still burned from its contact with the li- soul from his vial. It hurt.He had almost forgotten how badly touching the vials' contents hurt. His mouth still had horrible scarring from his attempt to drink it, having hoped the effects of the stuff would be permanent. Which it wasn't.
Stopping at the door, Ska'arq butted it with his snout in a pathetic attempt to knock. "Lottie? Jacob? Peri? I need a little help."
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Standing in the relatively quiet campgrounds, Sweetophelia watched with concern as the bleeding dragon made his way towards the medics' quarters. "What happened to you?" she wondered aloud, striding over to join him and opening the door for him as Ska'arq appeared to be too weak to open the door himself.
OOC | posted in the medic request thread for you
/ rushed, apologies
She appears at the sound of her name, the door swinging open suddenly. her fur, usually immaculate and perfect, is mussed as if she was sleeping before Ska'arq's arrival. Though fatigued, sharp silver eyes sweep over the dragon's figure, silently observing all the visual injuries. "How did this happen?" she murmurs in that quiet voice of hers, mirroring almost exactly what the leader asked only a fraction of a second before. On a normal basis, Imperia would be embarrassed by such an occurrence, but she is too focused on the purple dragon to dwell on her shortcomings. A concerned frown colors her features, and the she-wolf moves forward to support the male. "Come inside. I will get you on a cot and take a look at you," better than him collapsing on the ground outside, as it was a more controlled environment. Plus, the inside is cool and comfortable, much unlike the heat of the day.
Track for tomorrow cause I'm fallin' asleep <3
//oh- thank you!
Staring almost blankly at the ground, his chin lifted as the leader approached. It didn't quite cross his preoccupied mind that ignoring her would be rude, but he question remained unanswered as the door was opened for him and a disheveled Imperia helped him inside.
Sighing, he sat down, looking at his hand as he finally answered the question. Turning his palm upward for them to see, he mumbled, "I broke it." Albeit bloody, there were many shards of black-marked glass buried in his skin. "Sorry," he said as an afterthought.
Beck is back. Regaining a lost friend- you should be happy. Smile. But he wasn't happy. He couldn't be happy. He was angry. Ska'arq offered a brief smile at them before he resumed avoiding their eyes. "Beck is back, though."
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