The Hidden Door-A Role Play (AKA The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop II)

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“Thanks, man,” Cam said, realizing she didn’t know the Russian guy’s name. “That was really kind of you to fix me.” She ran her finger over the place where her ribs had cracked. If they were still that way, she couldn’t tell. His healing had an overwhelming painkiller affect.
Her arm wasn’t totally ok, it was actually quite frightening how her arm and shoulder didn’t connect up. But she could deal with that pain for a while.
Using no hands, Cam stood up, brushing herself off with her good right arm and wincing. At least it had been her left arm that had been dislocated, and not the left.
After taking a couple of week steps forward, Cam realized she could go for hours if needed. Like I wasn’t injured in the first place. Well, except for that arm.
 
Fred spat out a few leaves that had taken up residence in his mouth. “Pah” he spat it out. He blinked his feet sticking out the bushes “help?” He questioned watching a series of feet walk past. He was stuck, this was embarrassing.
“Hey! Let him go!” Cam said. The bush that had held Fred captive let go with a rustle of leaves, causing him to stumble forward. The bush almost seemed to spit out a few leaves after him. “Hm. The bushes here really got some snark.”
 
Take came and joined her, plopping himself right by her side. He crossed his legs and slouched a bit, completely callous about those who were injured. As long as there was a healer or someone to tend to the injured, he held no worry. He was simply a brawler, and he did his part when dealing with the wolves, now he could just relax until the group got moving again. His yellow scleras glowed gently in the dark, observing the few small, frog-like creatures he saw earlier, that scampered across the path. His eyes went to the trees, and they weren’t as crowded with the stalking ones from earlier, though some still lingered.
Blair didn't have to look beside her to know who it was, but she did anyway, silent as he sat down. Her brows knitted together briefly, fingers buried in Kit's fur. There was a massive difference between them, his eyes merely searching, his posture slouched and unconcerned. She, on the other hand, sat straight and rigid, her gaze violently glowing and flickering back and forth, not just scared of the creatures that lurked in the caliginous depths of the forest, but for the ones injured, even though the wounds didn't seem anywhere near lethal.
Carefully, as to not disturb Kit in her lap, she inched closer to him, lacing her fingers with his gently. She rested her head against his shoulder; it wasn't the most comfortable angle by any means, but it gave her a sense of comfort.
 
Kipp grit his teeth holding himself back from snapping at Kyle.
"Yeah." He was about to repeat that there were clothes in his bag, but realized that wouldn't help Kyle unless there was someone there to assist. "Just, give me a second." He ran a hand over his face and pushed it back through his hair. Why was he so on edge still, the danger was gone. They should be fine now. There was even a healer with them this time. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly trying to calm himself down.
"Hey," He said crouching back down next to the Russian guy. Giving him an apologetic smile. "Could you help Haddie?" He was glad she'd answered when he called her, but honestly it would be better if the healer guy took care of her.

“Thanks, man,” Cam said, realizing she didn’t know the Russian guy’s name. “That was really kind of you to fix me.” She ran her finger over the place where her ribs had cracked. If they were still that way, she couldn’t tell. His healing had an overwhelming painkiller affect.
Her arm wasn’t totally ok, it was actually quite frightening how her arm and shoulder didn’t connect up. But she could deal with that pain for a while.
Using no hands, Cam stood up, brushing herself off with her good right arm and wincing. At least it had been her left arm that had been dislocated, and not the left.
After taking a couple of week steps forward, Cam realized she could go for hours if needed. Like I wasn’t injured in the first place. Well, except for that arm.

Kevin opened his eyes. “Yeah, no problem.” he said to Cam, and then turned to Kipp. Nodding, Kevin stood up. It was easy to spot the fiery red head, and he knelt by her side.
He looked her over, his glowing hands touching her worst injury. He closed his eyes, focusing on closing her wound. It didn’t want to close due to him just recently healing her, but eventually it gave way, the wound slowly healing.
Once he finished healing her as much as he could he stood up, backing away and leaning against a tree. He rubbed his face, looking around at all the people. “Alright, who else is hurt?” He asked.
 
Blair didn't have to look beside her to know who it was, but she did anyway, silent as he sat down. Her brows knitted together briefly, fingers buried in Kit's fur. There was a massive difference between them, his eyes merely searching, his posture slouched and unconcerned. She, on the other hand, sat straight and rigid, her gaze violently glowing and flickering back and forth, not just scared of the creatures that lurked in the caliginous depths of the forest, but for the ones injured, even though the wounds didn't seem anywhere near lethal.
Carefully, as to not disturb Kit in her lap, she inched closer to him, lacing her fingers with his gently. She rested her head against his shoulder; it wasn't the most comfortable angle by any means, but it gave her a sense of comfort.
Now that there wasn’t any space between them, Take took his and her hand and put them on his thigh, his thumb rubbing small circles on top of her hand. “I still have to give you my christmas present..” he whispered. Since Take was unable to spend the holidays with Blair, mostly because of work, and him not really talking to Elias anymore (of course since Elias is his source of transport for long distances), he still found the time to make a gift for her. Even though he could’ve mailed it, it would’ve bent or been distorted in some way.
“I don’t know if you’ll even get it at this point though... because I wanted to give it to you the next time I saw you..” he added, letting out a small laugh, “But not like this.”
 
Kevin opened his eyes. “Yeah, no problem.” he said to Cam, and then turned to Kipp. Nodding, Kevin stood up. It was easy to spot the fiery red head, and he knelt by her side.
He looked her over, his glowing hands touching her worst injury. He closed his eyes, focusing on closing her wound. It didn’t want to close due to him just recently healing her, but eventually it gave way, the wound slowly healing.
Once he finished healing her as much as he could he stood up, backing away and leaning against a tree. He rubbed his face, looking around at all the people. “Alright, who else is hurt?” He asked.
Lilith limped forward, her badly wounded leg dragging behind her slightly-- Only able to walk thanks to a large, strong branch that she had conveniently located and began using as a walking stick.
She slowly approached him, having waited until he had finished with every other wounded. I wasn't too useful in the battle, at least I can let the others be healed first.
Her complexion was noticeably worse due to blood loss and she could feel herself getting dizzy from the pounding pain ripping up the torn up limb, but she still managed to give a weak smile, unable to muster another better. "Um... Hate to say this, but is there anyway you could take a look at this leg?"
 
Lilith limped forward, her badly wounded leg dragging behind her slightly-- Only able to walk thanks to a large, strong branch that she had conveniently located and began using as a walking stick.
She slowly approached him, having waited until he had finished with every other wounded. I wasn't too useful in the battle, at least I can let the others be healed first.
Her complexion was noticeably worse due to blood loss and she could feel herself getting dizzy from the pounding pain ripping up the torn up limb, but she still managed to give a weak smile, unable to muster another better. "Um... Hate to say this, but is there anyway you could take a look at this leg?"

Kevin looked at her, instantly noticing how terrible she looked. “Here, come sit down,” he said, helping Lilith to a large rock.
He winced when he saw how tore up it looked, to the point of seeing bone. First, check for internal wounds. He thought, sending a pulse of magic through her. The glow stopped at her leg and where her arm was cut off. “Is your arm okay, or am I just picking up old injuries?” Kevin asked softly.
As he waited for her response his hands moved to her leg, sending magic through it. He always thought it was fascinating watching wounds heal, except if it was his own. Then he didn’t like it, because it was normally really painful.
“The wound is mostly closed, but you’re going to need to wrap it. Oh, and keep the stick with you, okay? You shouldn’t use that leg too much.”
 
Kevin opened his eyes. “Yeah, no problem.” he said to Cam, and then turned to Kipp. Nodding, Kevin stood up. It was easy to spot the fiery red head, and he knelt by her side.
He looked her over, his glowing hands touching her worst injury. He closed his eyes, focusing on closing her wound. It didn’t want to close due to him just recently healing her, but eventually it gave way, the wound slowly healing.
Once he finished healing her as much as he could he stood up, backing away and leaning against a tree. He rubbed his face, looking around at all the people. “Alright, who else is hurt?” He asked.
Haddie closed her eyes again as the big Russian dude-did she ever catch his name?-laid his hands on her stack
She could feel a sort of tingling as her torso was knit back together. She sighed in relief as he took his hands away. While the process didn't hurt, it felt really weird. "Thank you." She said quietly, but he was already off to heal the next person. She laid her head against the tree again and closed her eyes, pondering her strange dream.
 
Now that there wasn’t any space between them, Take took his and her hand and put them on his thigh, his thumb rubbing small circles on top of her hand. “I still have to give you my christmas present..” he whispered. Since Take was unable to spend the holidays with Blair, mostly because of work, and him not really talking to Elias anymore (of course since Elias is his source of transport for long distances), he still found the time to make a gift for her. Even though he could’ve mailed it, it would’ve bent or been distorted in some way.
“I don’t know if you’ll even get it at this point though... because I wanted to give it to you the next time I saw you..” he added, letting out a small laugh, “But not like this.”
"I still have to give you your birthday present and your Christmas present." Blair murmured. She had attempted to go see him for Christmas, but family and schedules had stopped her from doing so. "I was going to send them, but I wanted to give them to you in person."
She laughed softly at his last words, Kit stretching out to lay her head on Take's leg, the rest of her body in Blair's lap, albeit her legs continously fell off of her lap. Kit might have thought so, but she wasn't a small dog by any means. "We'll do it somehow. If we can get our schedules to align right."
 

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