Wick — Roleplayer Guild

 Nora Baker 

Nora had stood there with her arm bleeding for several moments and then when her help was obviously bring rejected she allowed it to close and sat next to Rick. She knew she was a vampire but Rick was her cousin. Nora was unusually quiet for quite a while taking Sasha's rejection very personally. 

Nora decided to go out back with Piper and see if she could figure out the pack members and their stance on the entire situation. Nora was waiting to tell what she knew til Violet said that everyone was there. She didn't want to do this more than once, especially since she was largely responsible for much of it. She knew that there was a lot of it that might make her very hated but she had done what she had to to protect Rick and Piper and if they their safety were the reward she would do it again. She sat on the steps out back and looked out into the yard. One particular wolf emerged and came up to her. 

Nora's expression was sad and troubled. One of the younger wolves came forward and shifted to human. Nora looked at his face as he sat down next to her. He was about 25ish she guessed. "So why aren't you afraid of me?" She asked quietly. 
"Should I be? Do you have intent to harm me?" Nora shook her head. 
"No, but I've done terrible things to protect my family. Things that I've been ashamed of and would never do on my own otherwise. Does this make me a horrible person?" She asked the wolf.

He thought about it for several moments. "I don't think so. Intent tells everything about someone. It tell you who they are deep inside." Nora shook her head.

"No, it doesn't. Sometimes intent has nothing to do with it. If you do bad things to save people you love they are still bad things, regardless. Even though I did them for the right reason it was still wrong and cost a lot of people their lives. That is the hardest part for me. The innocent's lost." Nora wiped a bloody tear off of her face and looked up at the moon.

The young man looked up at the moon and said, "That is how you know you are not a monster, you still care about the innocents that are lost." He shifted and walked back into the darkness.

Nora nodded slowly. "Thank you." She stayed outside for quite a while longer.

@ojo chan 42@dabombjk@wraithblade6@blackpanther

Darius, Jamie, Elyra and Maren

collab w/@caits and @dabombjk

Darius set Karlos down next to him, rather suddenly. He had Karlos slung over his shoulder, then suddenly dropped him to the ground. Karlos grunted when he hit the ground, and Darius was unsure if he was conscious or not. Darius slightly kicked him in the stomach, just to see his reaction. Karlos grunted again. Darius looked at Jamie, a slightly sparkle in his eye when he did. His muscles were still slightly sore, first because of all the activity retrieving their kidnapped comrade, then......well his....activity with Jamie. That....that was a workout. But it was enjoyable. 

Darius looked himself over again. He had no major wounds, and he could barely find a scratch on him. He needed no medical attention.

Elyra looked at Jamie's arm and her other minor wounds. She grabbed one of her bags and rummaged through it looking for her salve for her hand and another for her arm to put on over the stitches. "Thank you back at the cemetery by the way. I'm glad it wasn't just me and James there. I saw you and Shadow there too." Elyra looked up at her oddly while working on her wounds. "A prisoner? What are we going to do with a prisoner?"

Jamie calmly took the medical treatments, humming in thought, before shrugging "There's something to be said for turning an enemy into a friend, don't you think?" She smiled brightly, "As for what to do with him, feed him, protect him, be nice to him? I'm not going to kill someone that surrendered to me, and that has information we could use. I'll make sure he doesn't get into trouble"

Darius scoffed, and turned his head. He looked down at Karlos.

"If he does make any wrong moves, I will kill him myself. I still do not believe bringing him along is the best idea, dead weight and all, but Jamie is.....persistent.

Darius looked up, and at Elyra.

"Are you injured from any of the fighting?"

She sighed at the comment. "No, not injured. Just tired and disappointed. I was looking forwards to sleeping on a bed tonight. Thanks to that vision it might be a long time before we see a bed again." She moved and her back stung. "Oh, ouch....ok maybe a little injured. I forgot about my back." She looked at Jamie who was now wrapped up with bandages and she looked over at Maren. "Come help me a minute."

Maren walked over and Elyra removed her cloak and it moved her back and she winced. Maren gasped. Elyra's back was soaked through in blood. "No wonder you don't look so good. I don't know if I could do this right Elyra it's worse than anything I've worked on before." Elyra  sighed a little frustrated. 

"Shadow do you know anything about first aid? I can walk you through it."

Darius looked over Elyra, then looked back at Karlos. Then Darius walked over and knelt behind Elyra.

"Yes I do, being an assassin of my caliber requires one to know how to fix stabilize injuries on the spot. I have a limited knowledge of first aid."

Darius reached for his pouch and set it next to him, pouring out his personal collection of medical items, herbs and pastes and such.

Jamie had been about to say something when Elyra mentioned her back, and what she had been about to say disappeared, replaced by worry for her friend. She hadn't thought that Elyra had been injured, but now the blood was evident of that. 

"Can I do anything?"

Elyra nodded and said, "Make sure it's sterile and clean." Elyra handed her a bottle of alcohol and she took a quick swig first then put it in Jamie's hand. "Just do it." The gash was deep and went right across half of her back so when Jamie cleaned it, Elyra gritted her teeth and her hands clenched so hard her own nails cut into her hands. Tears welled up as it burned like a hell fire. Elyra nodded and handed a salve to use on it to her. "Give this to Shadow." Elyra said her voice obviously showing that she was in pain.

Darius took the salve and gently applied it to Elyra's back. Years of training, intense and focused and more horrid than most would imagine, would make you think Darius would have thick and calloused hands. But the thing was it was the opposite. Darius had strangely smooth hands and skin, and was able to apply the salve gently. His nimble fingers moved softly, and applied the salve in all the right places where he could feel there was the most pain.

Darius reached out and grabbed a small brown pouch from his personal collection. He reached in and when he took his hand out a small amount of what looked like brown sand was in his palm. Darius took a pinch and sprinkled it on Elyra's back.

"Im adding a small amount of something I frequently use on myself on small cuts and scrapes that prevent me from using my weapons correctly. Your wound is worse, so it wont be as effective but so long as the wound doesnt open again it should act as a small amount of protection to the rest of medicine so it doesnt wash off or get removed early."

Jamie followed Elyra's instructions, but then there wasn't really much else that she could do. She sighed softly, wanting to do more, but knowing she didn't have the knowledge to help. Which seemed a surprising lack in her skills. She stepped back so she wasn't in the way, glancing about them, remembering the shadow man's threatening visit. It wouldn't do to become complacent, so she glanced about them to make sure there was no one about to attack them again. 

After a moment, she moved over to Karlos. She would have been worried that he hadn't woken yet, if the inn keeper hadn't told her that he'd been fed, and had apparently eaten it. So unless there was a ghost in the inn, Karlos had eaten it. It was just something to do. But that only took a moment, and she glanced back over to the others. 

Maren watched and felt ill at ease watching some strange man work on her cousin. "I'm Maren, Elyra's cousin. Who are you? You said you are an assassin?" Elyra looked at her and said, "Maren, don't ask." Maren looked at her and asked again. "Who are you again?" Elyra looked at her and shook her head.

Darius looked at Maren as if finally noticing her prescence. Well not that but she finally became someone worth noticing. Darius looked Maren over, sizing her up. She had soft looking hands but he noticed they had the markings of someone who knew how to use a weapon. From the looks of it, and his best guess, probably from training of staff weaponary. She had nimble looking fingers, so she could probably do delicate work. She had a glare in her eye, more than likely she had a fire in her. A will, a strong set of beliefs. Darius could tell from her tone that she cared deeply for family. She had a look about, almost in a cute way. As he finished with Elyra he stood and faced Maren.

"I am "The Shadow". Call me by only that title. I am a master assassin, world class, brought in to this job by contract. I am not attempting anything  besides bringing my companion up to fighting speed as fast as possible. Who are you? I wasnt aware we were recieving reinforcements."

Maren's reaction was swift and unencumbered. She moved her hand and while he was focussed on that she raised her  knee and nailed him where it hurts. "That's for my cousin you killed." Maren walked away and back to the horse and Aelar. She was angry and mumbling to herself about this crazy trech through hell with Satan himself and other such stuff.

Elyra half smiled at her cousin's reaction to finding out who he is. "She took that better than I thought she would. Not that it matters to you at this point."

Darius went down fast. He has been stabbed, speared, cut, sliced open, burned, frozen, poisoned, drowned, shocked, and injured in many like fashions but never this. For a few moments he was in constant pain, unable to move. But that changed quickly. After a few seconds, a light sparked in Darius' eyes. Swiftly, silently, and faster than the eye could blink Darius forced himself up and brought out an arrow from the sheathe on his belt. He twirled it in his fingers, raised his hand, and prepared to throw it and kill Maren.

Jamie watched the scene, particularly watching Darius. She was more then ready to jump in, as it seemed likely he would retaliate, and she was moving even as Darius did, putting herself between him, and Maren. She moved fast, aiming to snatch the arrow away, she knew that that wouldn't do just by itself. He had more weapons, and the removal of one wouldn't stop him. So she moved fast, closing the gap, she kissed him. 

Darius could not react to Jamie. He held his hand in the air, arrow in hand, but did not move. Darius held still for a moment, unsure on how to act. He had meant to kill Maren for her insufferable actions. But now.....

Darius returned the kiss, then took a step back. He sheathed his arrow, and looked at Jamie in her eyes.

"I..I..I told you that was not allowed. Stop that ridiculous behavior."

Jamie grinned, "Really? You don't sound too sure about that, but either way, I'll probably disobey again" She laughed, relieved for the moment that she had managed to stop the killing of Maren, and quite pleased. 

Elyra carefully put on her cloak hoping that James wouldn't notice her slow movements when he got back. She was chuckling softly at Darius' reaction and to Jamie's response. At least he wasn't trying to kill Jamie anymore.

@ashevelendar@gareth@venku@king tai@blackpanther

Wick Member

Drama Writer Extraordinaire

Status

Recent Statuses

Bio

Most Recent Posts