«We Could Be Legends»

[Rose Quartz]

"Probably not." Lachlan said. He pushed Wolfram's hair away from the wound, and suddenly wiped over the large gash with the clean, wet towel, then held it to it, applying pressure, and balanced the med-kit on his leg, taking out the anti-infection and putting some on his finger, it would also work to stop the bleeding. He pulled the towel from Wolfram's wound, quickly using the bloody towel to close and grab the med-kit before it fell off his leg, and let his leg go back to a normal position, instead of pulled up on his other leg and him balanced on one foot.
He applied the anti-infection to the wound, afterwards wiping off his finger on the towel. "It really needs stitches, too."

(should be mostly healed Alice healed his open head wound specifically)

 

[Amer]

(I know, I'm trying to wait for @Fanci Feathers Marans her charry said we wouldn't listen to her. and she hasn't spoken. Also I have to figure out what I'm doing with the police they should already be in the shop.)

Sherri shoved her face in the cat.
Oooh, you smell like cinnamon I like you, she told the cat.
Thank you, you smell like... the cat opened her mouth and grimaced, wet dog...

 

[RiverStorm]

(should be mostly healed Alice healed his open head wound specifically)

(*Edits*)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Probably not." Lachlan said. He pushed Wolfram's hair away from the wound, and suddenly wiped over the gash with the clean, wet towel, then held it to it, applying pressure, and balanced the med-kit on his leg, taking out the anti-infection and putting some on his finger, it would also work to stop the bleeding. He pulled the towel from Wolfram's wound, quickly using the bloody towel to close and grab the med-kit before it fell off his leg, and let his leg go back to a normal position, instead of pulled up on his other leg and him balanced on one foot.
He applied the anti-infection to the wound, afterwards wiping off his finger on the towel. "It should be good now, it does't seem to be too bad. Odd, it's like it was healed or something."

Wolfram winced slightly."Yeah....something."He muttered."Thanks again."He quickly changed the subject. Alive obviously Didnt want her secret to be revealed, and he Wasnt going to.

 

[RiverStorm]

Wolfram winced slightly."Yeah....something."He muttered."Thanks again."He quickly changed the subject. Alive obviously Didnt want her secret to be revealed, and he Wasnt going to.

"No, it's no problem, Wolfram." Lachlan said, turning and quickly putting away the med-kit and bloody towel before returning. "So... Who was that lady you came in with at IHOP?"

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"No, it's no problem, Wolfram." Lachlan said, turning and quickly putting away the med-kit and bloody towel before returning. "So... Who was that lady you came in with at IHOP?"

A low growl sounded from Wolfram's throat."Mapleshade."He hissed through clenched teeth."A manipulative, lying, evil, good for nothing, selfish, stuck up snob. She was my moms best friend, but my mother never knew what Mapleshade was up to. Mapleshade tricked people, and did things that even I don't know the full story of. That's why I don't want to go back to where I live, because I am going to be forced to live with her until I can afford my own place.

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

Sherri stepped inside as well, following the nice person named what was it.... Grace? No, Alice was her name, that was it.
It was cozy and smelled of wood and old books, a wonderful smell.
There on the table was a beautiful cat with brilliant green eyes and dark stripes accentuating her lovely sandy colored fur.
Sherri squealed. "Can I pet your cat?" she asked.
Go ahead, the cat answered with a smile. My name is Sandy.
"Sandy, is it?" Sherri asked.

"Sorry about that today's been kind of hectic." Alice wrinkled her nose at the smell, she never had liked the smell of lavender. "Sooo," She paused when Sherri squealed over the cat.

Sherri peered over at the wooden "phoenix starter."
"What does that do?"
(Fanci, she can talk to cats. You can play it trying to explain, but they don't understand English and aren't very smart.)

(quoted just to show it's happening after)

Alice gave Sherri a weird look before turning back to Maryella. "I need to avoid the police. Are you going to tell them what happened out there?" She asked trying to be casual, but not really succeeding.

"Wait, what? Why?" she had been asking Maryella, "Why would you say anything to them do you know how much trouble we'll get in?"

"No. They are the police! They are only there to help us, right?" Sherri said. "Name one reason we shouldn't."

Alice opened her mouth to answer, but didn't know what to say. So she stood there mouth hanging open staring at the girl. After a long silence she finally said, "We will be the ones that get in trouble."

"Does this have to do with the coffee shop? Tell me what happened in the coffee shop," Sherri said. "I won't tell anyone, I promise." She made a zipping motion over her lips with pink painted finger nails. "Lips are zipped."

Alice sighed. "I wasn't even there. Basically all of my cousins were in a fight with Wolfram. And my family and the police don't really mix well together." She half smiled apologetically at the store owner who was strangely silent for someone who wanted to talk.

Sherri shoved her face in the cat.
Oooh, you smell like cinnamon I like you, she told the cat.
Thank you, you smell like... the cat opened her mouth and grimaced, wet dog...

The lady ignored them partly because they had already done so to her and felt it fair to have some mutual ignorance, and the other half was because she was out of earshot. While Sherri was distracted by the tabby, and Alice in turn was distracted by Sherri, the mermaid had wheeled her way to the back of the store.

A register- which looked an aweful lot like an old typewriter- sat atop shelf which was hooked over a wall of glass three inches thick. The glass held back a deep tub of water, a sort of lounge for her, including a boyant inner tube, various snacks, and the purple flowers that were the source of the smell. Once she had wheeled herself up to the counter, she set the brakes on the chair, and then hoisted herself over the register. Apparently she didn't mind getting the wooden floor wet, for she pounced upon the innertube several feet away, splashing everything in a three-foot radius.

She laid back on the pooltoy with a sigh. "A pheonix starter? Why that's just exactly that a starter kit for a pheonix. Never had one myself, but inside that lil birdy's butt is a capsule with some ashes in it. All ye got to do is light the thing on fire and poof! Birdy. Course, I never had much need for one myself. As you could probably tell, I'm not a Pyro." Maryella sloshed to the other side of the pool and grabbed a bag of various candies from her clutch of sugary items. "So, uh..." she called, "That tall woman with the heels... she a friend of yours?"

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

((@MysticChickens04 did ye evar respond to me second post neath the lions?)))

I stifle a sniffle. «Lies. It was all lies, Zi.» I thought as the eagle landed beside me. I watched the people carry out their everyday lives below, passing by the library without a second thought. I just wanted today to be over. Every bad this imaginable kept happening. Not only did I punch an orphan kid with no real reason for doing so, but now I found out that Mom and Dad-

I couldn't even comprehend it. Suddenly going home was not only revolting, but maybe even dangerous. I looked out on the lampposts and traffic lights with blurried vision, all the colors meshing together. «We can't go home. We can't even go home.»

As if on cue, my stomach rumbled. It was another day and a half before they could get lunch from school. How cold was it going to get? How long would it rain like this? As I huddle closer to Zion, I wonder if today isn't only the beginning of a long line of bad days. «But where can we go?»

 

[cathloveydovey]

((@MysticChickens04 did ye evar respond to me second post neath the lions?)))

(Hecc I will in a sec, Ive been working on skins all day)

 

[Amer]

The lady ignored them partly because they had already done so to her and felt it fair to have some mutual ignorance, and the other half was because she was out of earshot. While Sherri was distracted by the tabby, and Alice in turn was distracted by Sherri, the mermaid had wheeled her way to the back of the store.

A register- which looked an aweful lot like an old typewriter- sat atop shelf which was hooked over a wall of glass three inches thick. The glass held back a deep tub of water, a sort of lounge for her, including a boyant inner tube, various snacks, and the purple flowers that were the source of the smell. Once she had wheeled herself up to the counter, she set the brakes on the chair, and then hoisted herself over the register. Apparently she didn't mind getting the wooden floor wet, for she pounced upon the innertube several feet away, splashing everything in a three-foot radius.

She laid back on the pooltoy with a sigh. "A pheonix starter? Why that's just exactly that a starter kit for a pheonix. Never had one myself, but inside that lil birdy's butt is a capsule with some ashes in it. All ye got to do is light the thing on fire and poof! Birdy. Course, I never had much need for one myself. As you could probably tell, I'm not a Pyro." Maryella sloshed to the other side of the pool and grabbed a bag of various candies from her clutch of sugary items. "So, uh..." she called, "That tall woman with the heels... she a friend of yours?"

"Not exactly," Sherri said. "We don't know her. But she seemed really nice." She turned over the bird, and put it back on the shelf with remorse. She had always wanted a phoenix, but it wasn't hers to ask for.
"Welp, I'm no pyro," she said. "But I can turn the color of fire!"
She shifted into a flaming red tabby. She was smaller than the sand colored cat.