Chesh looked over at Ragnor. "I don't think he'll be happy when he wakes up in general. Not only was he slammed against a wall but he was played around with like a toy. I don't think anyone would like that." She said pulling her knees up to her chest.
(After Hel sent her farewells to Philip, she turned to Chesh and patted her on the back.) I’m sure Ragnor will be okay. Philips’s got some good healing skills when under just a bit of stress. Kinda counterproductive to be honest. (A beat of silence passes before Hel became slightly serious.) Are you okay, though?
Chesh looked at Hel. "I'm not hurt and that thing didn't kill anyone. I'm fine." She said with a smile. It wasn't genuine or fake. More of a sad smile.
(Hel hummed thoughtfully. She almost felt at fault for her appearance. Maybe she smelled Hel in this dimension and came for her, but decided not to kill since she was already gone. Maybe she's still looking for her. She better not. Hel turned away from those thoughts for now and looked to Chesh.) You seemed bummed, kid. Is something bothering you?
Chesh shivered slightly. "I'm fine." She said. She thought about how glad she was since she didn't have to take the vial. She jumped. Shit! She had forgotten that she had taking the other one! She pulled on her hair. "Crap! Okay! Umm…Hey Hel? I may have a few friends coming over soon." Chesh said anxiously.
(Hel looked slightly startled at the jump. Why is Chesh so nervous all of a sudden?) Chesh, my boyfriend was just here, if a couple of your friends come over, I'd have no problem with it. Why all the anxiety? Are your friends a bunch of butts?
Chesh shook her head. "No! It's just that their kinda-" She was cut off by a voice. "Chesh!" It was a female sounding voice. "Chesh where are you?" It yelled. They sounded worried. "I'm over here!" Chesh yelled. She turned back to Hel. "They're kinda loud." She said.
Faal: His body instantly becomes tense, the spines along his tail flaring upwards. His eyes glow slightly, pupils narrowing into thin slits. Forked tongue flicks out, testing the air. Hearing Chesh, mumbles under his breath
Damn't, I'm never going to get used to this
Eve: Had settled on Ragnor's chest. Her small body moves up and down with her master's breathing
It'll be alright Faal
(Hel smiled at the sound of new voices. She calls out to where they came from.) And she's got a wicked cool old grandma with her! (She laughs to herself a bit.)
"What!" Another feminine voice yelled. This ones was deeper than the others. They ran into view. There was a girl who couldn't be much older that 14 with long wavy red hair. She was wearing black leggings, a purple shirt and a black tie on cape. She had bandages on her hands and wrists. She had a shadow like figure wrapped around her waist with it's hands on the girls shoulders. It was pure black. It had no legs, only the wisp that wrapped around the girl. It had on a black top that covered her top have. The only color that was coming from this creature was the purple irises that were surrounded by black. They looked at Chesh. "Chesh!" The girl cried as she slammed hugged into her. "What happened?" The shadow like figure asked.
Faal: Body remains tense, tail starting to lash back and forth again
Eve: Tilts her head, watching the newest additions with slight interest
(Hel looked at the shadow.) Dude… quite jackin' my look. (She laughs wholeheartedly.) I'm just playin' with ya. Name's Hel. I do the witch stuff and I'm either 30 or 75 but don't remember. (She gives the new duo some finger guns to go with her stupendous introduction.) I can safely assume your Chesh's friends?
The girl and the shadow blinked. They looked confused. The girl finally stuck out her hand. "I'm Nykidia!" She said with a smile. "And this is Night." She said pointing at the shadowy figure. Night just stared at Hel. Chesh just chuckled at Hel's shenanigans.
Faal: Seems to make a barely audible grow, muttering quietly
A shadowbeast…no, doesn't have the right form, too human looking…probably a shade
Eve: ears twitch a bit, tail curling around her side
Not enough malice to be a shadowbeast, and as you said, too human looking
Faal: Strange…pactbeast perhaps?
Eve: Shrugs
Could be, though shades aren't really known to be pactbeasts
Night glared at Faal and Eve. "My race and decisions are none of your business." She growled as she flipped them off. Nykidia just shook her head as Night growled at them. "Night! Calm down!" Nykidia said before turning to Chesh. "Nothing seems to be wrong here. Why did you call us?" Nykidia asked Chesh.
(Hel made a very overactive gasp and put her hands to her mouth.) Young LADY! You are NOT to make that OBSCENE hand gesture to your ELDERS! (She holds a strict demeanor for no longer than two seconds before she starts laughing uncontrollably. She quiets down after a bit.) I’m messin’ with ya kid! But don’t be a butthead aight?
Ameria was braiding Mizu's hair for no reason.
Night glared at Hel. Chesh pursed her lips. How was she supposed to explain that there was a giant shadow thing that wanted to eat her but then left? Chesh leaned in close to Hel. "Help me explain this." She whispered.
Faal: Eyes glow brightly, pupils thin slits that were nearly lost in the vast yellow of his gaze
You'd do well to learn your place young one…
Eve: Hovers off of Ragnor, going and lightly tapping Faal's shoulder
Faal, remember, they do not know our ways, they have their own ways
Faal: Gives a snort
Consider themselves lucky…
Eve: Lays her ears back
Thank you Faal…
Faal: Seemingly pauses, turning his head to look at the small creature. Raises and eyebrow
Hm? I didn't do anything as of now
sighs, closing his eyes
I didn't even come in time to help…
Eve: Faal…
(Hel looked at Chesh, then at the duo, then Chesh, then the duo, and kept this up until she finally stops at Chesh.) Explain what?
Chesh smacked her forehead. She groaned. "Ok so there was a giant monster thing that came and attacked everyone and it fled." Chesh explained, realizing how stupid it sounded as it came out of her mouth. Nykidia gave Chesh a confused look. "Are you sure it's not one of your hallucinations?" She asked. Chesh groaned. "No it's not one of my hallucinations!" Chesh exclaimed. Night glared at Faal. "Yeah. I'll learn my place." She said rolling her eyes. "When you learn yours."
Faal: His once closed eyes suddenly snap open in an instant. The skin along his arms seemingly ripple, becoming scales. Nails seem to curve into claws, lips twitching to show fangs
Riika!
Seems ready to snarl something more when a cough catches his attention
Eve: Had been getting ready to grip the dragon, but instead, hearing the sound, she gives a frantic chirp, quickly flitting back downwards
Ragnor!
Faal: Moves towards the other side, but his form remains rigid, clearly agitated. Though despite the agitation, his voice softens slightly
Come on now…steady and patience…
Ragnor: Sputters a bit, coughing. Slowly sits up on his elbows
Ow…what…the fuck…
Chokes a bit as Eve suddenly latches her self to his chest, burying her small face into his shirt
Eve: R-R-Ragnor…don't scare me…or d-d-do something so s-s-stupid…
Cries into his chest, sobbing as her small body trembles
(Hel slouched a bit. Oh yeaaaahh… thaaaaat… she wasn’t there, but she can tell everyone was shook by the literal embodiement of hedonistic sadism popping in like the worst surprise party ever.) It was no hallucination. Chesh and my friend encountered a… monster. Known for bloodlust and never ending hunger that revels in the flesh and screams of all those that love life… Family amiright? It just neeeeeever gets better. Anyway, she’s super gone so don’t worry about it.
Nykidia nodded her head. She turned around and smacked Night. "Hey!" Night yelled, rubbing the back of her head. "What was that for?" Night questioned. "You were going to get into another fight." Nykidia said calmly. Night growled slightly. "Well if there's nothing wrong then we might want to head back." Nykidia said. "Marco needed me just before you called." She explained. Night latched onto Nykidia and the disappeared in a swirl of shadows. Chesh let out a sigh of relief. She walked over to Faal, Eve and Ragnor. "Sorry about Night." She muttered to Faal, who seemed clearly angered at Night's sass. She crouched down next to Ragnor. "Good to see ya buddy!" She said with a goofy grin on her face.
Faal: Looks over to Chesh, then back to Ragnor. His voice his low as he speaks to her
I should learn better myself…though a lot of dragons where I am from, including myself, are extremely proud creatures. A lot of us can take the smallest thing as either an insult or threat.
Though the history for our pride is a story for another time
Ragnor: Damn Eve! For being so small…ow!
Glances up
Oh hey y'all
Eve: Continues to sob, ignoring Ragnor. Is constantly sobbing about him being an 'idiot', 'stupid', etc.
Ragnor: Starts to lift his right arm, then freezes, what little color he had completely disappeared seeing the demonic limb that was his own
Faal: Notices the frozen Ragnor. Moves, showing the broken, metal gauntlet
Forgive me for my late appearance old friend…
From the earlier tense and agitation, the male's form instantly slumps
Perhaps if I had been earlier, I could have stopped this…
Ragnor: stretches the twisted limb outwards, instantly hushing the dragon
Don't worry about it Faal
Shit happens…
Faal: Bites his tongue, the once proud posture he had before gone
Still…
(Hel knelt by Ragnor and waved her hand in front of his face.) Hey Buddy? You doin’ okay? (She was too preoccupied with the waking Ragnor to notice the newbies had been sent away.)
Ragnor: Blinks a bit as a hand is suddenly being waved in his face. Turns his head a bit to look at Hel, a slight grin crossing his features
Well hey there good-looking
Eve: S-s-stupid! I-idiot still a-able to make horrible jokes!
Ragnor: Laughs
Well, shit can't get any worse right now
(Hel pumps her fist in the air for success.) Yes! I'm good looking!I I mean I already knew that, but being recognized for it is dope! (She stops her victory dance and places a hand on Ragnor's chest. Her eyes widen in pleasant surprise.) Wow… lems did a great job on your ribs! I'm so proud of him… (She wipes a fake tear from her eye.) How are you feeling? Any pressure or discomfort?
Ragnor: Opens his mouth to answer, when instead ends up coughing
Eve…p-please stop beating me…
Eve: Is honest-to-god beating his shoulder with tiny fists, still sobbing
Faal: Steps forward, very lightly taking the small familiar in one of his hands
Eve, hush little one.
Continues to speak softly, his English soon changing into a whole different language. Whatever it is, his words seem to reassure, calming the tiny, frantic familiar
Ragnor: Oh, so it was Sunny who healed me then?
Chuckles, though body flinches at Hel's touch
Damn't…despite the healing body is still tender…
Faal: The bones are most likely softer than usual. They will harden again in due time. Most likely a side-effect, as a new magic was being introduced into your system and blood. Just be thankful you are still alive
Ragnor: Yea, guess you're right about that…did anyone manage to kill that thing?
Faal: Shakes his head
I don't believe so…Ragnor…don't even think about trying to hunt it. Let a more experienced slayer take care of it
Ragnor: Seems about ready to argue, but eyes shift to his right, demonic arm. Sighs, closing his eyes
Yea, you're right…still hard to try and wrap some of those things around my head…can't take everything on by myself
Looks back to Hel, a small smile returning to his features
Eh, I'll be good. Not the worse I've been put through. Just been awhile since I've been smacked around like that. Usually I'm not so quick to jump right into a fight like that
(Experienced slayer? Experienced Slayer?? Experienced slayer??? Hel almost wanted to laugh, she wanted to laugh and howl and cackle like the witch she is. She wanted to so bad, because Hex actually dying sounds too good to happen. She does "die" a little while down the road, but that isn't until after she's already carved a bloodied, bleeding hole into the side of the world. Like a bubonic plague with teeth. But she didn't laugh. That'd be rude. Instead, she opted to be doctorly and give Ragnor a quick unprofessional checkup.) Does anywhere else hurt? Or was it just your ribs that got effed up? (She decided not to touch him as he flinched beforehand. She offered a small smirk.) And I like that nickname for him. "Sunny". I'll need to throw that at him.