Charlotte looked down, " Oh my lord! You poor thing!" Charlotte exclaimed, picking him up and rushing to the nearest store. She walked into a furniture store and laid him on the table, "Is it okay if I heal you small one? It doesn't hurt, the process I mean." Charlie said, spreading his limbs out so she could see how many injurie he had.
Nathaniel was hardly conscious now, and he looked up at whoever had brought him here. His vision was incredibly blurry, and he couldn't make out their face, but he could tell it was a woman. "Y-yes.. ma'am.." He managed to choke out. Since he had cracked some of his ribs, breathing was difficult.
Charlie smiled and placed her hands on his chest. Her hands began to glow red and she could tell his breathing became easier after a few seconds. She continued down his whole body before she could sit him up. She kisseed his forehead and he began to regain conciousness.
"W-where am I…?" Nathaniel looked around, his eyesight still foggy with very little peripheral vision. Eventually, he was able to see well enough to discern who had brought him here. A woman with red hair and blue eyes.
"I brought you into this furniture store, I found you on the streets and wanted to help you" Charlotte cooed, smoothing down his hair in an attempt to calm him.
"What happened? W-why am I on the ground?" He started to panic, looking around frantically for something he recognized.
"I needed to make sure you were gonna be able to heal, so I brought you into this furniture shop. Is that alright? If you calm down I'll explain the rest." She smiled. She blinked slowly and a calming dust fell of her lashes, falling onto his and calming him down a tiny bit
Nathaniel's heart was still racing, but he fell silent and looked up at Charlotte meekly. He drew his knees up to his chest and moved towards the nearest corner, since he always felt safest in corners.
Charlotte smiled, "Now, for introductions. My name is Charlotte Evergreen, but you can call me Charlie. How about you?"
"M-my name is Nathaniel Tobias Windsor, ma'am." He nodded politely, still looking very nervous,
Charlotte reached out her hand to him, " May I check your tempurate? You look a bit flustured" She asked, making sure to use a tone to let him know he was making the decions
Nathaniel nodded, sitting silently as Charlotte checked his temperature. He felt hot and cold at the same time, which was a sign that he had a slight fever. Nothing too serious, but enough to be uncomfortable.
(Salutations, fellow homo sapien.)
(bonjour mes personnages de la monde)
(@xBeyondMex are you able to post?)
(I'm just confused how chill this store is about a gravely injured angel being carried in and slapped on a table lol)
//shopkeepers: ah yes an injured angel we see these every other day
Name: Lilith
Age: 17
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Demon
Appearance: Black hair, reddish eyes, pale skin, black feathered wings, small red horns
Personality: develop
Important Info: Kicked out of hell for not actually being evil or anything, just mischievous
//okay now I actually have to go to dinner