forum Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}

Started July 22, 2018 by @RatGoddess

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(see ya) "What was that?" She watched them running

(oke, anything else?)

Molly and Clovis are still dying, Claire is still coping with oncoming depression and everyone else I'm unsure of.//

ok, I'll wait for Bucky to get back before I respond//

Also Claire finally has a floof character!!!!! :3)

Darren rubs the back of his head and bites his tongue.
"No, that's fine. I understand."

Fiona smiled weakly and nodded before getting to work on Molly's wound, "Hey Darren, can you make sure Clovis is doing ok?" she asked over her shoulder.

Darren nods. He leans over Clovis and stares at him. Clovis stares off into space, his eyes blank and void of expression. He blinks and breathes quietly.
Darren raises one eyebrow.
"Are you alright?"
He doesn't answer.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head "Nice job Darren..I mean check if he's still breathing and if he's bleeding.."

Darren nervously smiles, "Um, right."
He watches Clovis' chest rise and fall regularly, then checks his arm, which still bleeds a bit.
He turns back to Fiona.
"He's, um, still bleeding."
Molly growls, picking up a small pebble and throwing it at Clovis, who doesn't respond.
"Idiot! Stop losing all your blood! Do you WANT to die??!"

Fiona laughed lightly "Molly, calm down." She turned back to clovis and tightened the bandages quickly "There, that should help.."

(I'll just kinda… Do this to bring her back….)

Claire retraced her steps out of the alley, wandering the streets a bit. He'll just come back… And it'll be the same thing… Over and over and over…. She wasn't watching where she was going, tripping over a significantly large crack in the street.
She screamed in pain as she tumbled to the ground, her ankle dislocating. Curses!!! She tried to merely move, but it panged with a terrible twinge. I can't hardly move…
She helped herself up the best she could and painfully moved, stopping by a hospital. She rested outside the door, breathing heavily. …What can I do now? I'm… I'm as good as dead….

Darren sits back. Fiona obviously knew what she was doing. And he had no idea what to do… He sighs quietly.
I want to help…