capeandcowllogs | beneath the black, the sky looks dead

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beneath the black, the sky looks dead

WHO: THE VOID and YOU?
WHERE: Around the City and the Brooklyn Bridge
WHEN: Sunday, 8/2
WARNINGS: Violence, death, chaos
SUMMARY: The Sentry loses control.
FORMAT: Quick.

[ There was no abrupt revelation, no struggle; when Robert Reynolds had opened his eyes that day, the Sentry was simply nowhere to be found. He'd flown from the mansion into the sky, a poisonous oily creature wearing Bob's skin and the Sentry's clothes until even that began to shed. Red eyes and an aura like fire and toxic ash, sharp tendrils coiling out behind and around him like sentient shadows.

Years. Years here, trapped, ignored, denied. Bob was done fighting, and hurting; his mind went blank so that someone else could use his body to fight back. But it was his body, too -- the Void celebrated his freedom by flying into the sky, raising his arms and calling upon the sky to darken in deep reds and purples. Clouds collected and rain started pouring; he raised his face to the rain and smiled, before he dropped from the sky and flew cleanly through the Brooklyn Bridge. ]

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[Jade saw the storm and the strange nature of it immediately sent off warning bells. A quick check of where her friends were told her that a few were in the middle of that storm. And being the worrying type that Jade is, she can't stop herself going to them.

Dave was the closest.

In a crackle of green energy she appears nearby. Seconds later she's on her knees at his side, hands hovering just above him. Unsure if she should touch him or not.]

Dave? Dave? Please tell me you're alive.

[Jade. Jade would be the one to see him like this.

His head is still pickled in nightmares and his back and head are killing him, but he tries to roll over anyway so he can get up before that thing comes back--

But that's as far as he gets. Instantly, he regrets even trying to move, wings hanging uselessly on the pavement, bent awkwardly and leaking gold blood still. He can't really focus long enough to form coherent sentences, thanks to how dizzy he is from the impact, but he'll try.]

Yeah.

[Smooth, Strider.]

[Jade isn't sure on the location of whatever it was that caused this she's more focused on Dave. It only takes her a few moments to assess the injuries she can see. But internal injuries are another matter. Those are the ones she's worried about.]

You shouldn't move. It could make things worse.

[She reaches out for him.] I'm going to take you to the clinic. [She's giving fair warning. Considering how disorientating teleportation can be, especially when unexpected.]

No really, we're cool, we're good, give me a--

[Oh ok, maybe we're not cool or good or anything even remotely close to the two, as the dizziness combined with the fear stewing in his gut nearly causes him to vomit. He's trying to hold himself up, but his arms are shaking and he's really not doing a good job at being cool at all.

His wings hurt, he's so tired of those stupid things hurting, tired of them being broken and useless but he can't even think about that because he just keeps playing all of those horrid scenes over and over in his head and now Jade is upset and that thing might get her too--

Maybe the hospital wasn't such a bad idea after all.]

Ok.

[Jade honestly didn't expect it to be that easy. She'd expected him to be a little more stubborn about it. For a moment she stares at him before gently laying a hand on his shoulder.]

This might leave you feeling worse. I'm sorry. [She doesn't give him time to let that sink in. One moment they're on the street and the next they're in the clinic's lobby.]

[If he hadn't been so completely caught by surprise and had his ass kicked before he could even blink, he might have fought Jade a little harder. But he doesn't want her mixed up in that shit. They've all been through enough trauma, haven't they?

Davesprite doesn't fit well inside buildings, which immediately becomes apparent once they're crammed into the lobby with his eight foot wingspan. He's too dizzy to shift back, not that it would do much to try. Even with the warning, he's nearly passed out from the transportation, mostly unresponsive after they've stopped moving. The only sign that he's still awake is the very slight quiver in his shoulders.

He's still scared out of his mind.]

[Jade lets out a small whine once they're in the lobby. She was in such a hurry to get him help that she hadn't bothered to take into consideration the space. A bigger space would be ideal but in his state she couldn't risk another teleport.

She mutters another apology and steps aside to let the nurses near Dave. Jade was fairly certain there was no way they'd be able to move him, not when he was in sprite form. She needed to find a healer. Someone who could get the job done fast and then they wouldn't have to bother with the clinic. ...Even though they were already there.

She closes her eyes and does a search for those with healing abilities. She's unsure if it would work but it is worth a try. She's supposed to be able to find anything after all.

There!

She takes a few more steps back and teleports away.]

Feferi! Dave needs help!

*And a certain seatroll-who-wasn't-right-now has been making her way through the streets of the City to try and find other people in need of assistance-- when she's startled by the sudden appearance of a spacey doggy witch girl.* Glub the--

--Jade?!

No time. Need to go now. [She couldn't risk disorientating Fef with a snatch and teleport so she'd have to go the other route and make herself into a portal. At least she hoped that still worked here.

Jade concentrates and her form becomes somewhat transparent, star filled sky around the edge and in the very center an injured Davesprite laying on the clinic floor.]

As weird as this sounds just step through me. It'll be less disorientating. ...I think. [In theory.]

I don't even know what's glubbing on! *Oh nooooo people being hurt! People she sort of KNOWS being hurt!* --is it really okay to just step through you like that? It won't hurt you?

[Jade gives a reassuring smile, although it's kind of hard to see when she's all starry.] It's fine. I don't feel a thing. [Not entirely true, it kind of tickles when she's uses herself as a portal.]

Okay... if you're shore, then! Time to be a hero!

*And she jumps through Jade! It's kind of weird!*

[And once Fef's through Jade appears right behind her. Good thing everyone else is distracted.]

*Okay! She can do this! Nobody's paying a lot of attention to them, so she moves up to the sprite, giving him a thin little smile.* Um, hi! I'm... not sure where you're hurt! I don't know what to look for on sprites...

...wait, can he even hear me?

[By now, there's a crowd of nurses trying to figure out how to move the huge nonresponsive birdhuman out of the lobby. When he hears Feferi, he stirrs a bit, despite his monumental headache. He still can't really lift himself, but if Feferi looks close enough, she'll notice spidery gold veins of blood leaking down his wings, stemming from where the bones had snapped when he hit the wall. The full effects of the concussion appear to be settling in, as his words slurr a bit.]

So the secret to getting covered in bitches must be to lay face first on the ground in a fucking hospital. Who else are you dragging here?

[He's hurt, irritated and scared, and now people know these things, so the statement comes out a little more frustrated than he really meant for it to. Jade was trying to help. He just wished it involved people he wouldn't be interacting with again.]

[Jade's ears flatten back against her head as she frowns. Anyone paying close attention might have even caught a small whine coming from her.]

I'm sorry...I didn't think this fully through. [She really hated "flying blind". Things had been so much easier when she had the Skaian clouds to help her out. But seeing the future wasn't her thing, that was Rose's. But she'd been in a hurry and had hoped the clinic would be bigger.]

Feferi can heal you and then we can get out of here and forget this ever happened. [Trying to sound hopeful.]

Oh! Whale, that answers that question. *She kneels next to the boy, careful not to trod on those feathery wings.* You'd betta not move too much, got it? I'm still figuring this all out.

So... where does it hurt? What even happened?

[And then, the famous Panicked Strider Word Vomit.]

Can we not? I'm sure everyone is getting a great big laugh out of the feathery asshole spread out on the floor. Gonna pass a few drinks around and tell ghost stories, maybe sing some fucking songs while we're at it. It'll be great. Don't mind me, I'll join right in.

[Everything hurts, he's sure he's going to pass out in a few minutes regardless of what happens, so he's just going to hold it together and try not to throw up. His words still slur and they're a bit terse when he answers Feferi.]

I can't really see what's going on back there, y'know. Prototyped with a crow, not an owl.

[Jade remains silent for a few moments before she makes an attempt to get the nurses to back off and let Feferi work. Not exactly easy as they're just trying to do their job but eventually they back off.

Well most of them. At least two stay, acting like they're supervising over the situation.]

*She frowns.* You can at least tell me where it hurts, you know. *But her hands are on his back now, gentle if probing. One of her fingers comes away bloody.* Okay, so... there's some bleeding back here, and I don't know if those wings are supposed to go like that? Maybe they are! I've never seen a cawbeast sprite before!

I can take care of the bleeding, at least. It's a start... *Her hands are beginning to glow faintly green!*

[When she finds those spots, he goes a bit rigid with pain.]

Don't--do that. That thing you just did. That's the opposite of what you should do.

[Jade just hangs back and watches. She's not much use here.]

((feel free to skip over jade until the healing is all done or whenever))

I can't cure it if I don't touch it! ...so hold on, it might hurt a little bit first. *When she touches him again, that green light hums, trickling into his body bit by bit. And the lacerations start to close, one by one.*

[Davesprite is busy holding his breath, trying not to give any indication of how much pain he is in. His muscles are tight, his fingers struggling to dig into the floor. The pain begins to subside the longer Feferi goes on, but the moment she gets too close to the breaks in his wings, he tenses up again.

His tail lashes a bit ineffectively and he's finally forced to exhale a little harder than he would have liked.]

S-sorry! *She's trying not to get frustrated with him and herself both.* I'm doing the best I can. It'll feel better after this, I promise.

*Her hands leave his lacerated back, now moving up to the wings, hovering over the obviously broken bone.* Okay, this. This is probably going to hurt a lot. But it will get better! Really! *And then her hands touch those wings directly, more green light flowing from her palms into those bent appendages.

Dave might be able to feel bone knitting back together.

It's probably painful as shit.*

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