vatheon | 16 - Knight Lancer S

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16 - Knight Lancer S

Who: Duke, Zelda's household, and Angelina
When: The 3rd
Where: Random Alley, Angelina's House, then Zelda's house.
What: Duke was a kidnap victim! Time to get found.
Status: Closed.

[ Duke wasn't sure where he was, but that really, really didn't matter that much. They were still around, somewhere, waiting. They weren't happy that he remained silent, but Duke didn't care. He refused to make noise louder than the pained notes that made it through his breathing. He won't be bait. He wouldn't let them use him to lure his friends close, he wouldn't...

Even if everything felt like nothing would work, and breathing was a bit of a chore, he wouldn't make a sound. Even if it meant the fires turned to dull, cold aches because there was nothing left to burn.

Of course, the glow leaking off of him would probably attract people, nevermind that he looked different than he normally did. ]

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[ There are steps and words, and Duke simply tries to curl up a little more. Its not the best idea because his right shoulder and side say its a fairly bad idea, and a tiny noise of pain of pain escapes.

But that's okay, right? Its not like he's screaming, which would probably be what they wanted. Maybe he'll get left alone.

Although that deep voice may be somewhat familiar, and the cuts that are trying to stain those odd clothes match all those cuts on the dead or kidnapped... ]

[As she gets closer, she recognizes Duke by the long, white hair. She kneels next to him and examines his wounds. He seems to be seriously injured, but for some reason, she hesitates bringing him to the clinic.]

Duke? Is that you? This is Angelina, do you remember me?

[ His name? He should know who knows his name, and he recognizes that voice.

Duke partially uncurls to blink in the right direction - and with the odd clothes is a change in eyecolor. And rather unfocused eyes at the moment too. ]

Angelina, should run. [ And now he's going to curl back up again. ]

[Run? Why? Are those who did this to him lurking around.]

I cannot leave you here, Duke. Especially not if you're hurt.

[ Duke thinks they are, at least. Or they'll be back. ]

Should. Should. [ Still going to stay very curled up on the ground. ]

I will certainly not leave you... Just... I'll be right back...

[She runs back asap to the clinic to get some bandages and general supplies.]

[ Duke is going to stay curled up on the ground in that alley. Maybe nothing will happen to Angelina because he doesn't try to follow. ]

[She is back in no time with the medical supplies.]

Duke, what should I do with you. I could take you back to the clinic but... Maybe I should just take you to your home, or mine. [Though how she will move a grown man, is a good question as any.]

For now I can take care of some of your wounds here.

[ Duke remains quite limp when she returns. ]

Forest. Forest would be good. [ No Angelina, don't take him to his home.

And he's a skinny grown man. ]

[Along with the supplies, An brought a rolling hospital bed with her. She first kneels next to him to clean and bandage the bigger wounds. She'd rather do it in a cleaner environment, but Duke seems afraid to go anywhere but the forest.]

I will take you to the forest then... I just hope no one will see us...

[With some effort, she manages to lift him into the rolling bed without harming him too much.] Are you fine, Duke?

[ Duke, once he's on the rolling bed, busies himself with trying to get the blanket so he can bundle himself up in it.

He wants to hide right now. ]

no..

[She helps him bundle up a bit, hoping he won't look like a corpse as she rolls him to the forest.]

When we get to there I can tend to your wounds more properly, though I would rather we'd take you somewhere where under a roof and you could find a proper bed to rest.

[ Duke doesn't know if any corpses curl up into balls under blankets. But that's the way Duke is going to stay. ]

.... no bed.

[This man is so stubborn.]

Duke, clearly you need to rest and recover.

[ This is true. However, Duke meant something else. ]

Don't have bed.

[ He's got a pile of blankets that he likes more than a bed. ]

[Ohhh that? She smiles a bit.] Well, you can use this one.

[They have finally reached the forest and Angelina is just a bit breathless.] We should be safe here... [She stops and takes some deep breaths until she recovers.]

[Those deep breaths are long enough for Zelda to catch up. She doesn't know Angelina personally, all she knows is that something feels wrong with Duke.]

What's going on here?

[ Zelda? Why is Zelda here, she shouldn't be here, she'll only get hurt, no, he has to go before they come and find him now that their bait had worked.

Duke is going to try to escape the rolling bed now, looking quite a bit panicked. Because if Zelda stays, then she'll get caught in the trap, and that would be bad. Very bad. Duke doesn't want it to be bad.

And some of the wrong may become rather obvious - Duke is sort-of... off-gold colored, under bandages, and his odd clothing doesn't seem to cover anything of importance... not that there's anything there to get covered. He seems to have ken doll anatomy at the moment.

Maybe he can climb a tree. If things will stop hurting enough. He needs to get away from Zelda so she'll be safe. ]

[She looks at Zelda a bit confused.]

I am sorry, Zelda. I found Duke lying not far from the clinic. He was hurt, and I tended as best I could to the worst of his wounds. He would not let me call his friends or bring her anywhere else but the forest. He was scared that those who hurt him would hurt you or me for helping him.

I see...

[Her expression gentles as she approaches Duke, laying a hand on his shoulder lightly so as not to harm him.]

You can't stay out here, Duke. We need to get you indoors.

[If he tries to stay in the forest in this state, she'll simply stay with him. That should get him moving if his concern is the safety of others.]

Should go, should go...

[ Duke almost whimpers at the touch to his shoulder, curling up where he was.

He should be able to protect Zelda, but he has never managed to protect his friends, those important to him. And even if he was healthy, he hurt. He hurt, burning-but-not, and that wouldn't help him help her stay safe. ]

Zelda and Angelina should go...

[She gives him a strict gaze, then looks at Zelda and sighs.]

We cannot just leave you here. I believe that Lady Zelda would stay here, even if I accepted to go. As she said, you need to get indoors and your wounds properly tended so they will heal. [She remembers he told her something about healing on his own.] You are too weak to do it all by yourself.

[Zelda glances up at Angelina gratefully for verbalizing what she was already thinking. She doesn't want to threaten Duke with "I will stay out here if you don't cooperate", but she will if she has to.]

She is right. I am not going anywhere. Let me wheel you back to the house, all right?

[ Sorry Angelina, while that look was likely most impressive, Duke is trying to cocoon himself in that blanket and misses it.

And she's right. He can't heal himself right now. Simply trying to focus to be able to do so brings more pain, and none of the magic he tried to gather.

Trying right now only gets another whimper-like noise. ]

Should go. [ Although it sounds more like a token protest. He's stopped moving in his ball of blanket. ]

[She looks at Zelda, since Duke doesn't seem to say anything else than that they should leave.]

My Lady, will you be able to take care of him? I am a doctor, so if you need me for anything, I'll stay until he is out of danger.

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