Bimala nodded in agreement. She came over with the medical supplies, saying “Okay, now just relax and hold still.”
She applied the disinfectant. “I should’ve told you this earlier when I brought you the wheelchair, but I needed you to not be constantly be standing up, sitting down, and whatnot because you could reopen the wounds. Thankfully they haven’t, but just something to keep in mind.”
She started laying down the bandages, chuckling to herself. “Heh, Noel may have four arms, but she still needs practice with applying bandages.”
He held still, not moving so she could work.
"Ah, i suppose that makes sense as too why i need to be in the wheelchair.." He sighed, looking at the wheelchair as she applied and took off the bandages and other stuff like disinfectant.
"Im sure she'll get better with time," he couldn't help but comment.
She nodded again, concentrating on the bandages. When she was done, she smiled, putting her hands on her hips. “Alright. Now, do you want to go downstairs? I was going to check up on the Storm siblings, but I can help you downstairs. I don’t want you pushing the wheels yourself.”
(Also pls what character do you wanna use? I just want you to control more characters than the Ardens lol)
(lol sorry bout that. hmm onyx work? or should i go more generic?)
(Idk who onyx is, but just someone you’d think would get arrested in a riot)
"i am perfectly capapble of ushing my own wheelchair, i doubt i will open wounds if i do so." he smiled at her slightly, before hesitating a little bit.
"mind if go with you to check up with the storm siblings or should i go downstairs?" he asked looking a her.
She shrugged. “You can come with me. I suppose it’s a matter of if you want to see the Storms, or Talon and Trenton.” Then she smiled, like a sister who was annoyed with her brother, but loved him all the same. “Still stubborn, even after facing torture, huh?” Her nose wrinkled, showing her worry. “It’s just… your abs will contracting and expanding….” she sighed. “Just take it slow and easy, all right?”
She pulled the wheelchair up to him.
"Ah, well I suppose I have to choose then." He looked up at her as she smiled at him, he chuckled a little bit at her expression and comment.
"I'll take it slow and easy, I promise. As long as you don't leave me behind and walk ahead." He watched the wheelchair roll up to his bedside and he got into it and got ready to push the wheels.
Her face relaxed. “Of course, haha.”
She walked over to the door and opened for him.
Rain poured outside, reflecting the gloomy spirit that had settled over the District 6 rebels. Talon was tempted to go outside and smoke to escape it. But that would mean risking discovery.
Eating the little mac & cheese the inn could spare wasn’t too bad though. He watched as a few of the older rebels talked with Ms. Collins and some others from ‘7. He rubbed his aching dark brown shoulder and turned to Trenton, who sat beside him, his hair covering part of his black eye. (If you don’t mind me describing him like this-)
“You think Arden’s okay?” He asked, his voice coming out slightly hoarse. “They said he was upstairs, that he got tortured real bad.”
“Who do you want me to send with them?“ Arabelle asked.
Ju folded her hands in front of her. “Shun said he wanted more experience.”
August, Eli, and Ethan looked between them. The golden-haired woman’s brow furrowed. “You think he’s gotten control of his abilities?”
Ju’s dark, straight hair draped over her shoulders like silk. She nodded, saying, “He’s improved since last time, at the very least. I’ll get him over here.”
She pulled out a small device, tapped it a few times, and a holographic image of a young man appeared, probably around 18. He had dark hair like Ju, but thicker and wavier. His features were also more angular.
“Hey 妈妈,” he said, his expression going into an easy smile.
“Hey Shun. I need you to come over here. You’d like to go on a mission, yes?” She smiled back.
Shun’s eyes widened with his smile in excitement. “Y-yes! I want to help! I’ll be there when I can.”
“Don’t forget your rain jacket, alright? Stay safe!”
He nodded, immediately hanging up, his hologram zapping back into the device.
“He’s certainly enthusiastic,” Arabelle remarked.
“Don’t worry,” Ju glanced at her. “He’s capable too.”
(lol if you need his picture is in my notebook profile characters, also do you mind i have Trent be with his wolf features since he was originally a werewolf)
Trent slowly at his mac and cheese, staring at the bowl for a while until eventually, Talon spoke up, he didn't hear the first part but when he heard the second part he assumed he was asking if the guy was okay. He sighed moving his gaze over to Talon.
"Evans got a tough soul, i think he'll be fine in the long run if he isn't now. Which i think he's still him, i dont think they managed to break him." He answered, before glancing at the stairs that lead upstairs. His leg twitched, so he started to bounce it to spend his excess nervous energy.
(if your okay with the werewolf or just wolf bit)
He tugged at his dirty white beaten up baseball cap, tugging his hair to hide the ears that were in his baseball cap, though the cap was beaten up and there were holes in places hole shouldn't be. his tail was just a bud, but he could tell it would grow to match that of a fiercesome alpha so he hid it with his shirt, and with his pants, his pants part hurt a little bit so when he could he just pulled his shirt over it.
(Lol sorry I meant him with a black eye. Um, he’d only really have wolf parts if he was experimented on, like the creature. I’d think he’d just have the ears, like if the aliens wanted to heighten his senses or something. Ooh, he could have sharp claws and teeth too. Also I know my reply was short but can you reply for Evan and Bimala too?)
(yes also i was thinking that maybe they cut off his ears and forced him to learn how to hear with his wolf ones but yes teeth and claws as well)
"Thanks." he smiled at her wheeling out of the door and being careful not to stretch too much
(Ooh I like that)
Talon chuckled darkly. “I thought they broke me for a minute there.” He took a sip of water. He followed Trenton’s eyes, glancing up the stairs as well.
Bimala inched around Evan’s wheelchair before walking to the left, going down only two doors before stopping and knocking the door on the opposite side. There wasn’t an answer, so she quietly turned the knob and entered, leaving it wide open for Evan.
Alister woke up to the sound of a knock, but it was difficult to open his eyes and lift his head. Eventually, he managed to sit up as the door opened. He gently adjusted Noel’s position next him, as she was still asleep, so he could sit comfortably. He looked up, seeing the woman he saw give first aid to Evan the previous day come inside. Noel said she was the rebellion’s medic, right? What was her name? Bimana? No, Bimala.
At first, she blinked with surprise. “Oh, I didn’t know you were asleep,” she whispered.
“‘S alright,” he said, rubbing his eyes.
"im pretty they thought they broke me as they cut off my ears." he also took a sip of his water chuckling darkly, which in truth he did feel broken but he got brought back to being semi healed. they would never truly break him.
Evan wheeled his wheel chair, knocking on the open door as he smiled at alister and noel .
"rise and shine." he smiled at alister.
“Well they broke your ears, didn’t they?” Talon said, attempting what was really a bad joke. “And they broke my arm. Technically, they broke us.” He grinned ironically, covering his face with his hands. That was really bad… it’s almost funny.
Alister attempted a smile as Evan entered. “Hey.” He was still feeling groggy.
Gently, he nudged his sister awake. After making a soft snoring noise, she stirred.
“Hey El, guess who’s here,” he murmured, suddenly remembering his own nickname for her.
“No, you can’t tell me what to do,” she slurred, then she stiffened and opened her eyes. “Did you just call me…?”
“Noel?” Bimala came over to her as Alister giggled with amusement. “Time for a little check up, yeah?”
Noel pushed herself upright, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “Hey Bee. Can I have it later?”
“No, silly. You told me you flew all the way here yesterday.” She smiled, adjusting her glasses and pulling out the thermometer again.
He couldnt help but let out a chuckle at Talons attempt at a really bad joke. "yes Technically speaking, they did break us physically." he flicked Talon's forehead. "Luckily they didn't break mentally, or else we'd both be screwed."(okay so what if Trent got broken a in, he no longer had the drive or the hope to keep going, he just wanted to die and Talon brought him back? like something of that sort.)
"they did while carrying me." He commented crossing his arms and watching them from the chair.
(Ok that sounds cool but is there a typo? I’m not entertained sure what you mean)
(as* also theres supposed to be a you before mentally in didnt break mentally)
(Hahaha *entirely)
(Ohhh ok got it lol)
(Anyway, I like that, that’s cool)
He couldn’t help but flinch as Trenton flicked his forehead, grinning. Then he sighed, taking another bite of mac & cheese. “Yeah, I’m lucky. All they did was kick me around a bit and take blood and hair samples. To be honest, I wonder if it would’ve been better if I didn’t fight back. I might not have a broken arm.”
He gingerly rotated his right shoulder, then cringed.
Bimala thrust her pointer finger at Evan as she glided the thermometer across Noel’s forehead, her gaze fixed on it. “Exactly. How are your arms?” She took the device away, then turned to Alister, satisfied.
Noel waved her arms around. “Tired and achy,” she said dryly.
“Tired and achy,” Alister echoed. He’d been trying not to stare at Evan, and was relieved and regretful when Bimala came up in front of him to take his temperature, obstructing his view of him.
She took the device away, and his gaze drifted back to Evan, much to his own annoyance.
“Unsurprising. I’ll have you guys do some more stretches in a minute, but here you go, Noel.” The medic brought a bread roll out of her other pocket.
She stared hesitantly, as if embarrassed, but she took it. “Thanks.”
She took a few nibbles.
Trent also took another few bites of mac and cheese savoring every bite as it went in his mouth. His ears were getting irritated under the hat but he didn't like letting them out around people, only a few know he got what he did from the lab. people just think his ears were cut off.
"Yeah, they decided I was the "perfect specimen" for their experimentations." he huffed.
Evan found Alister staring at him and flashed him a soft smile.
(Oh what’s Trenton’s last name?)
(Also, is he from any particular district or is he from ‘6? Does he have any siblings and in what order? Like who’s the youngest, oldest, whatever)
(i dont know and yes and no)
(Mkay, is alright if you give him a last name?)
Talon gave him a sympathetic glance before taking another bite, looking at the adults from both districts talking some feet away. Swallowing, he said, “What do you think happened to Malachi? They said he just vanished. Personally, I don’t think so, but hey, I wasn’t there.”
Alister felt red bloom on his cheeks, his gaze dropping to the floor. He could almost feel his wrist itching again, could almost see the baby blue eyes growing on his skin. He rubbed his aching arm to keep his mind off of it.
“You need to eat more than just a small bowl of mac & cheese, even now,” Bimala was saying. “Hopefully we can keep a substantial amount for you consistent. Luckily we’ll have more rations coming in from District 4, either tomorrow or the next day.”
Noel nodded. “Have they been having trouble smuggling them in recently?”
“Yes…” She began, but then furrowed her brow, studying the two siblings. She cursed under her breath, then dashed out of the room.
Alister watched curiously as she left. Noel chuckled before taking a bite out of the roll. “She must’ve forgotten something again.”
"I've never really done that before." she held a flame in her hand and go up eslking over o the big cut of meat and starting to cook it.
(Imma do a time skip for this too, if that’s alright)
Malachi didn’t realize how hungry he actually was. He tore into the deer meat, chewing loudly and getting grease all over his fingers and lips. He wasn’t moving a lot, however, simply being loud and messy.
The creature was being the same, though much quieter. She didn’t make any musical sounds or growls, but Arden could probably sense her saying something like, Even this is familiar! Meat is wonderful cooked.
Malachi was a quick eater, as he didn’t talk much. Soon his share was gone and he was licking his fingers, silently staring at Arden. He turned away to burp, then he gathered his braids and arranged them in a bun, tying with a thin strip of cloth.