forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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"I thought he was right behind me… We had an encounter with a friend. Her home was attacked. I'll let Samandriel tell you the rest. Was he ever mad…" she started explaining.
Looking up at Orion again, she told him to take a rest rather than make her tea. Lata was worried about him, and he looked tired from the pain.

With a tired nod the catlike man curls in front of the fireplace, facing away from the door. Lata can almost hear a faint rumbling, no, purring coming from the man. Quickly, he falls asleep, though seems troubled by his dreams as he keeps twitching.

Lata was almost tempted to pet his back to calm him in his sleep, but decided not to. Lata quickly remembered a potion that helped with peaceful rest in one of the spell books she had been reading. Walking into the other room, she took the book off the shelf and began searching for the list of herbs she needed to gather.

The scent of blood quickly wafts through the house, strong enough that Lata could smell it. Orion is still in front of the fire, but his tail is once again poofed, and his ears are pinned back. His shirt seems to have been torn off, and she can see the mass of scar tissue that connects his ears and tail to his body, as well as years and years of old whipping scars across his back. Snarling, he seems to be caught in a nightmare of sorts. Blood is dripping down his arms as he rakes them with claws. Either he does not notice the pain or is used to it, as the gouges left by his claws don't wake him up. As he turns, seemingly to face his dream attacker, Lata can see what look like fresh whip marks on his back. As she watches, more appear, and more blood drips down his back. Orion is caught in a nightmare.

(That went 1 to 100 realllllllll fast)
Quickly, Lata runs to get as many bandages as her arms can carry as well as a few towels. Once I get the dream to stop, I'll need to bandage him up even more, and get to work on a healing potion. How on earth did he get all those marks? And fresh for that matter!
Kneeling, Lata sets some of the bandages on the floor for later. She places the towels on the ground to lay Orion on so the blood doesn't soak into the floor as badly. Looking up at the man, she frowned, extremely worried for Orion.

(Sorry, I’m here, I was in an art class so I wasn’t using my IPad..)

Lucy was unsure of what to do in the moment. She sort of hovered near Lata, feeling out of place in the home. She took off her cloak, setting it down with her satchel.

Lata jumped, noticing Lucy behind her. No Sam either…
She began by pushing Orion onto the towels, and sloppily dressed the worse of his wounds. Reaching into her pocket, she grabbed the herbs she was going to make into a mixture. She prayed that the scent would work as well as if he consumed it. She brought the herbs close to his nose and as soon as Orion gave in and inhaled, he fell back softly, the dream seeming to dissipate.
"Oh thank goodness that actually worked…" she sighed, slightly worn out.

Padding into the kitchen, she grabbed new hand fulls of the same herbs of the numbing potion she had given Lucy before. She also grabbed a rag to dampen to clean some of the blood away.

(sorry for disappearing) Sam stormed through the door, partially covered in blood. "I swear I'll burn that entire town," he growled, hands still sizzling and sparking. The runes along his body were red hot, and a few had glowed to life along his coat. His left arm was now covered in gold and ruby armor plating where there used to only be a shoulder guard

(It's fine)
Lata noticed Orion flinch again in the other room. He had asked for Sam earlier, but there was no way she would wake him up now. She poured the liquid into a small vial, not bothering with a lid. She went to his side without so much as a hello to the angry Summoned. She opened Orion's mouth and forced him to swallow. Thank goodness he's still out cold.
Lata then picked up the bandages from the floor and began tending to the bleeding wounds.

Sam's eyes flickered between them. Something was wrong. "What is wrong with Orion?"

(He's legit bleeding in the floor)
Lata ignored him, and continued wiping away the blood from Orion's wounds.

(Sam has stupid bad eyesight so he can't really tell that from the doorway, and good luck on your test) Sam walked over to Orion, squinting at him. "Why is he bleeding? What happened while we were gone?"

With a start Orion wakes, and feeling someone touching him, bolts across the room, faster than the eyes can follow. Slashing out when first waking, he had caught Samandriel across the chest, claws raking through some of the runes there, and the wounds burning like ice. The ruined runes start going dark, and it is clear that the claws have some sort of poisoned coating. His eyes are white in his fear and pain, and his ears flat against his head. Once the taste of a potion on his tongue registers, he throws up both the potion and a surprising amount of blood. In his dash over the floor, he has opened his wounds. Scanning the room, his movements are jerky, animalistic even. Singing softly, he seems to be calming himself. The song itself is unsettling,(Search up Come Sweet Death) and sets the others in the room on edge. At this point Orion is on top of one of his shelves. Slowly, he comes back to his senses. Looking almost ashamed he steps down and picks up one of his many jars. His wounds appear to be healing themselves without him doing any spells for it. That should be impossible. That is impossible. He speaks.
"I am, sorry that you had to witness that. Normally I don't have to worry about others safety when I have my Nightmares. I apologise for it, and completely understand if you wish to leave."

(Ah, have funnnnn~
I'm in health rn and usually I have time in class to rp, but today we have a class long activity. So I'll be gone for 3 hours due to my last 3 classes being the same way.)