03-05-2011, 04:51 PM
"Aye aye!" The Toon saluted the monkey, a little too hard at that as he managed to slap his forehead and knock himself onto his back, the trademark ring of cartoon bluebirds hovering above him and tweeting before he shook them away by shaking his head clear. He normally would have had a hard time moving Haxx, but as it was funnier to harm someone in a full-body cast when trying to help, he easily dragged the Digimon behind him with one arm as he toddled forward.
The blue reptile's muffled grunts of pain as he bounced up and down on the uneven floor and his muffled cursing punctuated the endless talk the coyote was spouting. He was getting angrier and more frustrated by the second.
Goro said nothing as Drake's hands grasped at his chest, managing to grab hold of his open robe. He didn't acknowledge Kole, even as the prime-ape draped an arm over his sturdy shoulders, until he spoke. "Yes, everything is... alright." He replied. "I had unintentionally allowed my memories to overwhelm my Musou, thus breaking my concentration and blank mind. I would not have attacked Haxx that way otherwise... but alas... I am only mortal." He shut his eyes and took a deep breath as he placed Drake on a table, gently easing his hands away from his robe.
"Nonetheless... thank you. I appreciate your concern for my state of being, but a disgrace of a swordsman such as I, is unworthy of such care." The raptor added with a quiet sigh, sweeping back the plume of blue feathers on his head with a hand. He drew Ephemeral from it's scabbard and fluidly gave it a twirl between his fingers so the blade passed right through the table and Drake's head, leaving both unharmed, before sheathing it. He had cut the human's nightmare and dreams altogether, an ability Ephemeral had that he found quite invaluable, leaving Drake in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
The area they were in served as a miniature clinic of sorts, with two examination tables, one of which Drake was on, and several cupboards filled with medical supplies. There were also buckets and sponges for cleaning wounds with, and Goro pulled one of those up. He placed a thumb on the orb between Force of Nature's hilt and sheath, and rolled it around until it took on deep, translucent turquoise color. He drew it, and instead of the straight metal blade, the sword had a billowing blade made of clear water, which bubbled and steamed slightly.
The raptor raised it over the bucket and with a flick of his wrist, filled it with warm water, sheathing the sword again so the orb returned to it's neutral transparency, then drew it again. This time, the blade was metal once more. He used it to carefully cut Drake's damaged and bloody clothes away. "There is so much blood... he must have harmed himself very badly." He murmured, pouring half the contents of his bucket into another one, handing it over to Kole, along with a pair of sponges, and nodded toward Kail. Perhaps the human would feel better if he did not feel grimy, or dirty.
Musou faded away completely as he started to give Drake's slender body a sponge bath, cleaning away all the blood from his face, his arms, torso and legs, wringing the bloody water from the sponge so it splashed onto the floor and sank into an area of soil. His heightened senses were back to normal, but he was not particularly worried as they were pretty much safe in the hideout.
Frisk, on the other hand, was playing a guessing game with Haxx, who was cussing and yelling at the toon (incoherently) through the bandages. The coyote was about to free his mouth when Haxx froze, his eyes darting around, his tone changed to one of urgency.
"What's that? We're gonna play charades?" Frisk clapped his paws happily.
Haxx was yelling at him to stop guessing and free his muzzle, because the silent motion sensors he left all around the huge underground hideout were starting to go off, one by one. Only he could hear it in his head, and he had to warn the others! From the pattern of the alarms, the intruders seemed to be heading the wrong direction, away from the clinic, but it was only a matter of time before they explored that entire area and made it toward them. He decided he to play charades with the Toon, and hoped to The Great Programmer that the Toon would understand.
"Gee, charades sure is hard when you just lie still like that!"
Haxx rolled his eyes. They were fucked.
The blue reptile's muffled grunts of pain as he bounced up and down on the uneven floor and his muffled cursing punctuated the endless talk the coyote was spouting. He was getting angrier and more frustrated by the second.
Goro said nothing as Drake's hands grasped at his chest, managing to grab hold of his open robe. He didn't acknowledge Kole, even as the prime-ape draped an arm over his sturdy shoulders, until he spoke. "Yes, everything is... alright." He replied. "I had unintentionally allowed my memories to overwhelm my Musou, thus breaking my concentration and blank mind. I would not have attacked Haxx that way otherwise... but alas... I am only mortal." He shut his eyes and took a deep breath as he placed Drake on a table, gently easing his hands away from his robe.
"Nonetheless... thank you. I appreciate your concern for my state of being, but a disgrace of a swordsman such as I, is unworthy of such care." The raptor added with a quiet sigh, sweeping back the plume of blue feathers on his head with a hand. He drew Ephemeral from it's scabbard and fluidly gave it a twirl between his fingers so the blade passed right through the table and Drake's head, leaving both unharmed, before sheathing it. He had cut the human's nightmare and dreams altogether, an ability Ephemeral had that he found quite invaluable, leaving Drake in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
The area they were in served as a miniature clinic of sorts, with two examination tables, one of which Drake was on, and several cupboards filled with medical supplies. There were also buckets and sponges for cleaning wounds with, and Goro pulled one of those up. He placed a thumb on the orb between Force of Nature's hilt and sheath, and rolled it around until it took on deep, translucent turquoise color. He drew it, and instead of the straight metal blade, the sword had a billowing blade made of clear water, which bubbled and steamed slightly.
The raptor raised it over the bucket and with a flick of his wrist, filled it with warm water, sheathing the sword again so the orb returned to it's neutral transparency, then drew it again. This time, the blade was metal once more. He used it to carefully cut Drake's damaged and bloody clothes away. "There is so much blood... he must have harmed himself very badly." He murmured, pouring half the contents of his bucket into another one, handing it over to Kole, along with a pair of sponges, and nodded toward Kail. Perhaps the human would feel better if he did not feel grimy, or dirty.
Musou faded away completely as he started to give Drake's slender body a sponge bath, cleaning away all the blood from his face, his arms, torso and legs, wringing the bloody water from the sponge so it splashed onto the floor and sank into an area of soil. His heightened senses were back to normal, but he was not particularly worried as they were pretty much safe in the hideout.
Frisk, on the other hand, was playing a guessing game with Haxx, who was cussing and yelling at the toon (incoherently) through the bandages. The coyote was about to free his mouth when Haxx froze, his eyes darting around, his tone changed to one of urgency.
"What's that? We're gonna play charades?" Frisk clapped his paws happily.
Haxx was yelling at him to stop guessing and free his muzzle, because the silent motion sensors he left all around the huge underground hideout were starting to go off, one by one. Only he could hear it in his head, and he had to warn the others! From the pattern of the alarms, the intruders seemed to be heading the wrong direction, away from the clinic, but it was only a matter of time before they explored that entire area and made it toward them. He decided he to play charades with the Toon, and hoped to The Great Programmer that the Toon would understand.
"Gee, charades sure is hard when you just lie still like that!"
Haxx rolled his eyes. They were fucked.
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