«We Could Be Legends»

Good, I've hit him and he's down- out of my way for the moment, she brooded silently as she took in Wolfram's posture degradation, though the victory wasn't as sweet as she'd expected.
"Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do." With that, Bleddyn spun on her heel and limped down the overly sanitized corridor.
As she came to the first of many healing rooms, she balled her fists and rammed the door impatiently, exerting the force of demand typically reserved for an actual emergency, and definitely with zero regard for any potential hurting occupants.
Wolfram watched her as she left, and sighed softly."Bleddyn you don't just.....Nevermind..."

~

Vanessa Davis flung open the door."What?"She growled."Oh, you are Wolfram's friend. What do you need?"She asked, her voice a bit gentler.
 
Wolfram watched her as she left, and sighed softly."Bleddyn you don't just.....Nevermind..."

~

Vanessa Davis flung open the door."What?"She growled."Oh, you are Wolfram's friend. What do you need?"She asked, her voice a bit gentler.
Bleddyn cocked her head while inwardly estimating the older woman's pursual capabilities if the need for quick escape arose. "Alright, so I'll let the friend thing slide since it's definitely not the worst relationship that I've been assumed be in with him today."
She took a long sabbatical of cool silence to slowly arrange herself against the doorframe, eyes slitting farther with every inch she slid downward. The complete lack of a ballcap was getting increasingly infuriating. "So...do I just...sign my life away like normal...and then...all the wounds go...poof?"
 
Bleddyn cocked her head while inwardly estimating the older woman's pursual capabilities if the need for quick escape arose. "Alright, so I'll let the friend thing slide since it's definitely not the worst relationship that I've been assumed be in with him today."
She took a long sabbatical of cool silence to slowly arrange herself against the doorframe, eyes slitting farther with every inch she slid downward. The complete lack of a ballcap was getting increasingly infuriating. "So...do I just...sign my life away like normal...and then...all the wounds go...poof?"
"Well, not exactly. I can't just make a wound go away like that. Well, not without a guardian's permission, depending on how old you are."Vanessa said quietly."I would do it without permission if I could, but I can't. Do you have a guardian, or parent with you? Anyone 18 or over?"
 
"Well, not exactly. I can't just make a wound go away like that. Well, not without a guardian's permission, depending on how old you are."Vanessa said quietly."I would do it without permission if I could, but I can't. Do you have a guardian, or parent with you? Anyone 18 or over?"
Bleddyn immediately began backing away, arms crossing and cancelling out her receptive posture entirely. "Uh...my parents aren't...uh....they're not here...but...um...don't call them."
How stupid can you get.
Bleddyn heaved a long, noisy sigh and rubbed her forehead furiously in place of ramming it into the wall. "What I mean is, thanks, but I guess I'm not gonna bother the two adults who are with me. They're preoccupied with everyone else."
 
"Well, they are scared of me I suppose," Indigo scrunched her face into an ugly shape.
Frosty sighed. My coworkers are hopeless, he thought. He scratched his hackles with a foot, then surveyed the room, finally noticing the alarming amount of teenagers present.
"Well, not exactly. I can't just make a wound go away like that. Well, not without a guardian's permission, depending on how old you are."Vanessa said quietly."I would do it without permission if I could, but I can't. Do you have a guardian, or parent with you? Anyone 18 or over?"
(But she did it to Wolfram without permission???)
 
(but she knew his parents... river, and misty are here though... and doesnt wolfram count as an adult?)
(Ah, that makes sense... but I'm sure Frosty will start ranting about how this organization "doesn't need permission for anything" since it's "not like a charity or something". XD)
 
Bleddyn immediately began backing away, arms crossing and cancelling out her receptive posture entirely. "Uh...my parents aren't...uh....they're not here...but...um...don't call them."
How stupid can you get.
Bleddyn heaved a long, noisy sigh and rubbed her forehead furiously in place of ramming it into the wall. "What I mean is, thanks, but I guess I'm not gonna bother the two adults who are with me. They're preoccupied with everyone else."
(I love how Fritz had it done without permission.)
 
  1. Frosty sighed. My coworkers are hopeless, he thought. He scratched his hackles with a foot, then surveyed the room, finally noticing the alarming amount of teenagers present.
(But she did it to Wolfram without permission???)
(He's 18)
Bleddyn immediately began backing away, arms crossing and cancelling out her receptive posture entirely. "Uh...my parents aren't...uh....they're not here...but...um...don't call them."
How stupid can you get.
Bleddyn heaved a long, noisy sigh and rubbed her forehead furiously in place of ramming it into the wall. "What I mean is, thanks, but I guess I'm not gonna bother the two adults who are with me. They're preoccupied with everyone else."
"Your wound needs to be properly cleaned and bandaged. Are you sure there is no one?"

"Hang on, what's going on here? Why aren't you helping her?"Wolfram's voice came from down the hall where he stood, and slowly made his way towards them, as if unsure his feet would hold him up any longer.
"Well um...I can't, not unless a parent or guardian is able to sign a paper."Vanessa replied nervously, unsure how he would react.
"That's...that's outrageous! What if she was dying, huh? Would you refuse treatment then?"Wolfram snarled."If you're to scared to do it, I'll do it! I'm not scared of a little blood."
 

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