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Apr. 3rd, 2015 08:13 pm
tongueamok: (➣ this just got very heavy indeed)
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Hello, this is Carlisle.

I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er...

Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo—

[beep]

[voice]

Date: 2016-12-30 09:07 pm (UTC)
circumitus: Completely decimated and my hand was all bloody and covered with glass. Weird dude, never saw him again ever since. (got into a bar fight last night)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[It isn't long after these unfortunate events that Carlisle will find himself getting a call from a very ragged-sounding Rey:]

Could use some help.

[voice]

Date: 2016-12-30 11:35 pm (UTC)
circumitus: (das gross)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
Got a little fucked up.

... [Cough.]

Okay. A lot fucked up. Need help with that.
Edited Date: 2016-12-30 11:37 pm (UTC)

[voice]

Date: 2016-12-31 12:36 am (UTC)
circumitus: But everyone knows that. (sorry i'm not a real person)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[Sorry, Carlisle. Her timing is just the worst.]

In a closed down shop. Few blocks from the Guard HQ. Near the bridge.

[action]

Date: 2016-12-31 12:59 am (UTC)
circumitus: 10 stitches. scar on forehead. totally going tell ppl my parents died fighting Voldemort. (fell off bed. face first.)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[By all means, man. Don't rush on her account!

[Although her description is a little vague, she should be easy enough to find via tracking on her phone if there are any troubles. They aren't too far from the Guard HQ and Armory, but far enough where they're a good distance from being caught up in the recent chaos that transpired there.

[There is no blood. Instead, Carlisle will discover a trail of thick black waxy liquid from the entrance of the ramshackle shop to a corner. Where Rey has her back propped to the wall while sitting on a desk.

[She's scarcely clothed, wearing only the minimum in order to be more efficient when coated in the samandrine. Patches of skin are still caked in a black substance, still dry like a think layer of light armor, now all broken up. Her hair is slicked back, greasy-looking with each strand having been bound in the black.

[Fortunately, she has a blanket wrapped around herself to make up her lack of modesty. However this is also covering the worst of her injuries when Carlisle arrives.]
Edited Date: 2016-12-31 12:59 am (UTC)

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Date: 2016-12-31 01:52 am (UTC)
circumitus: Completely decimated and my hand was all bloody and covered with glass. Weird dude, never saw him again ever since. (got into a bar fight last night)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[She fails to stifle another cough, tasting blood in her mouth. As Carlisle makes his way over, she draws part of the blanket out, where she is wearing a bandeau underneath. This also reveals a set of deep burn marks trailing from her ribs to six inches downward, similar in shape to something of an animal attack. It's clear that the burnt tissue is the only thing keeping her insides from falling out.]

Got into some shit. Little worse than a headshot this time.

[Despite her attempt at levity with a severe understatement, she isn't laughing. It would probably only make things worse, anyway.]

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Date: 2016-12-31 05:06 am (UTC)
circumitus: Completely decimated and my hand was all bloody and covered with glass. Weird dude, never saw him again ever since. (got into a bar fight last night)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[The fact that her organs are just barely kept intact by scar tissue speaks volumes for how great Rey is doing right now.]

Looks worse than it feels, actually. [She says, coughing up blood into her palm. Both hands are badly mangled as well, having been punctured in the maws of what might as well have been a crocodile.

[Seriously, fuck Sato's invisible friend.

[She nods in response to Carlisle's query:]
Insides are probably pretty scrambled. Not going to hold it against you if there isn't much you can do.

[The corners of her lip twitches as blood trickles down the side of her mouth, attempting a reassuring gesture or something like it. She doesn't know the extent of this man's healing abilities, but this is a far cry from the first injury he's tended to.]

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Date: 2016-12-31 06:32 am (UTC)
circumitus: a lot of my childhood feels like a drugged up fever dream. (KUMA SHOCK)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[There would be a lot more complaining and reaction if Rey's pain threshold isn't what it is. It is strange to feel a sharp burning sear through her; a sensation that normally doesn't harm her. But this is different. This is something that isn't scientific or logical or exist in her world at all.

[Well. Save for what her father can do, though he is a special case. It's what made his blood so valuable throughout the centuries, and what makes Rey different from something that's made out of synthetic or cloned human tissue. What heals most wounds within days and not weeks or months or even years.

[Her father is the last figure she wants on her mind, however. She closes her eyes, tries to think of something else. All her thoughts can return to are the events that led to these injuries. The teeth tearing into her hands. The claws ripping into her insides. A human would have been dead long before Carlisle could even be called, let alone make the trip and tend to her like he is now.

[The pain is still there when he stops. Just significantly less than before. She snaps her head up at him and blinks, only to find him on the brink of passing out.

[Great.]


Hey!

[Now able to move without worrying about disrupting her damaged organs, she's quick to move forward. The blanket slips from her shoulders, but most of her lower half is still covered by the dried layer of black. Not that she's worried about that, when she's more focused on propping Carlisle upright and looking for somewhere for him to get off his feet. She doesn't even pay any attention to the black ink coming out of his mouth, since it's virtually indistinguishable from the samandrine already on her skin.]

Hang on. Going to put you in a chair. [Despite him being on the taller, lankier side, Rey has little trouble carrying his weight to a wooden chair long enough to set him down. She was messed up enough before that this is hardly worth batting an eye at.]

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Date: 2016-12-31 07:15 am (UTC)
circumitus: I held one once. Then I washed my hands and rinsed my mouth out with wine. (babies are disgusting)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[Having done her fair share of hauling dead weight, Rey can handle Carlisle's just fine. Even after fighting off an invisible creature that tried to strangle the life out of her after its attempts to thoroughly disembowel her, she can bite through the remaining pain to deal with this. Though a few minutes ago she would be concerned with her insides either spilling out or finishing her off within, neither of those things happened. And now she has to deal with... this.

[If Rey had known that this was going to happen, she would have thought twice about calling Carlisle. She can barely make sense out of a word he keeps stuttering, and her immediate assumption is shock. Only he isn't choking out blood so much as it's... whatever the hell that black stuff is.

[Just as she had set him up, he's falling again. Rey catches him again by the shoulders, placing him upright while he sorts out whatever this fit he's having is. Sure, the black bile ends up on the floor and at her bare feet, but who is she to whine?]


What the hell is wrong with you?!

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Date: 2016-12-31 08:13 am (UTC)
circumitus: If you can't drink cheep beer and whiskey with me, I don't want you. (fuck it)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
Bullshit. This-- [She gestures at Carlisle, at the geiser of ink he's been spewing.] --isn't normal, just like how this-- [And now she points at herself, indicating the black smudges of samandrine still on her skin.] --is not normal. Where is that shit coming from? Is it terminal?

[From where Rey is standing, it looks like Carlisle has some sort of freak illness. And that wouldn't be nearly as disconcerting if it weren't for the fact that she's seen more than her share of freak illnesses over the decades. Seriously. Fuck biological warfare.

[After a moment, she steps back. Breathes. Attempts to be calm this time.]


Thank you, by the way.

[Huff.]

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Date: 2016-12-31 09:02 am (UTC)
circumitus: (503): forewarning i'll probably have done those drugs with you (i wanna bring you to show and tell)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[Rey's eyes narrow. A "consequence" of the condition? Not a symptom, or a side effect? Carlisle talk like he brought this on himself. Maybe he did. She doesn't know. It occurs to her very suddenly just how little she does know this person, despite asking him for help.]

Will have to be. The rest will just heal on its own time. [Something which she isn't all too bothered with.

[Not sure what else to do with herself, Rey goes to scavenge the run-down shop to locate a clean towel, blanket, something. Anything that hasn't already been sullied by samandrine, anyway.

[Shortly later, she tracks down the cleanest handkerchief she can find, returning to Carlisle and handing it to him. If nothing else, he can clean that shit off his face.]


What is that stuff?

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Date: 2016-12-31 09:27 am (UTC)
circumitus: Otherwise you'd be a dad by now. (thank god you're gay)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[Hey now, he isn't two seconds away from being knocked out puking black shit all over himself and she isn't going to wake up tomorrow to her entrails scattered all over the place. For what it's worth, that's the best possible outcome to a party's end in Rey's book.

[She squints as Carlisle does his thing. Even making water from nothing after exerting himself from healing, no less. The rules of what makes his abilities work is perplexing to her.

[What's more perplexing is what he tells her.]


Why? Because you wanted to help, or because you still feel accountable for what you did to "her"?

[The other Rey. It's easier not to refer to that other version as hersslf.]

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Date: 2016-12-31 09:52 am (UTC)
circumitus: She was stuck there, we simply exchanged rides. (it's not like i paid for sex)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[A pang shoots through her ribs, but it's easy enough to ignore. Rey grits her teeth through it as she stares at Carlisle. His bizarre devotion to this guilt complex is confounding, even to her, who feels the gravity of actions caused by people who weren't even her.]

Yes, well. Consider your debt or whatever repaid. [Her fingers clasp at her side, as she reminds herself for all it truly is: Pain.

[It's only pain.]

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Date: 2016-12-31 10:09 am (UTC)
circumitus: Why was that not a good enough reason to put me to bed? (threw a jar of pickles at a police car)
From: [personal profile] circumitus
[Even after being healed, the fatigue kicks in all over again. She scoops up the blanket she dropped, wrapping it around her once more. Not because she's coy, or that she's cold, but it makes her feel more secure. Safer? Samandrine is not a pretty sight for most people, just like the Salamander itself that wore the stuff like some sort of flaming armor. It isn't skin she is happy wearing, and is more eager to shed it.]

Attack on the HQ. Wasn't going to intervene, but the guy has an invisible friend that runs around for him. Seen it tear into a bunch of androids in the tunnels. It would've mowed down certain people on the Guard.

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