Host: Rus
Participants: Lil'Shet(Deimos), Specs(Shane), Faune(West).
Summary: During the attack on the ranch, the house had a powerful protection spell cast around it to keep non-fighters safe. These are the events that took place inside!
Participants: Lil'Shet(Deimos), Specs(Shane), Faune(West).
Summary: During the attack on the ranch, the house had a powerful protection spell cast around it to keep non-fighters safe. These are the events that took place inside!
Logs
(18:49:32) Rus was not happy to be stuck inside. You'd better believe he didn't plan to stay there. He was watching anxiously out the window, already in his dragon form and ready to go. Angry chirping escaped him as he saw Nolen get shot at, and Devin take someone down, but he was trying so hard to be good for them. It was dangerous out there, and he'd promised to protect the house. It was very important to the husbands, and Rus understood that. Still he sratched at the whindow and clicked, popping shrieks escaping his jaws. When he saw someone coming for the door he scampered over, ready and waiting, growling, but knew that he belonged inside when he saw Judd give him a nod as he went by. Oh. Okay.
(19:01:04) Lil'Shet Deimos burst inside, panting and wheezing after he kicked the door shut behind him. "This was...an awful idea." He said to himself, letting momma-cat out of his arms as he bent over and just breathed. It took him a moment to realize there was someone-thing else in the house. Slowly he turned to see Rus and let out a small shocked sound. "Jesus!" He cried, falling back on his ass. "What the hell are you!?"
(19:04:26) Rus snorted in disdain at the question. Well that wasn't nice. He clicked at Deimos, but moved for his legs to nudge him away from the door with his wings flapping forward and his head in his knee. Good thing Rus didn't eat other animals, though he was mighty tempted to play with the cat.. but no, no, not now Rus! Something slammed into the house- some sort of magic, but it rippled away as Juddson's wards held up. Hopefully.. they held up for a little longer.
(19:08:09) Lil'Shet Deimos had a pretty big mental list of weird shit that happened at the ranch and well..this was going to the top of it. "Okay, oka--ah!" He was starting to get up then heard the thud and scrambled the rest of the way to his feet. The teen ran away from the door and any windows facing the front, hugging his own shoulders. Momma-cat didn't seem bothered by Rus too much and followed after Deimos because she knew he had her kittens.
(19:11:21) Rus wanted nothing more than to be watching outside; but the kids fear was something he understood, something that resonated with him, so after a moment he was clambering over towards him and standing on his hind legs to nestle into his shoulder for comfort. This was a lot more than Rus had expected, more than he had been prepared for, and he was admittedly a little scared, too. He'd shift, but the whole suddenly naked man thing might spook Deimos more, honestly, and he was of more use in this form.
(19:17:27) Lil'Shet Yes, please do not suddenly be a naked man. Deimos' heart would probably not make it out of the shock. Deimos almost shook Rus off before he realized the little dragon was trying to hug him or something. "Uhh..." He bit his lip. Did a love of animals extend to magical ones? ...Did he even like lizards though? With a shaking hand, he reached out to pet Rius' back. "Hey, uh, I'll keep you safe too, lil' guy," he said in a shaky voice. Momma-cat climbed onto Deimos' lap too.
(19:21:38) [#] The house is under attack. Suddenly magic seems to come at it from all sides, bouncing off of the protective energy around it. Holes begin to form. All at once, the assault stops- but who knows if there's something going on inside of it now.
(19:26:36) Rus was pretty sure he was going to be the one doing the protecting here, but it wasn't like Deimos understood what his chirps meant so there was no communicating that. The house suddenly shook, the sound of magic exploding around them enough to send him into a frantic screech. It stopped just as suddenly as it hard started, but the dragons nostrils flared and he slammed into Deimos just as a man threw knives where the boy had just been. Someone had come in the back door, and Rus was leaping into action. He launched himself at the man, biting into his arm, willing his ice powers to.. you know, do that thing they could do. Except he was still untrained, and so it wasn't working.
(19:32:17) Specs SHANE: The hellhound had seen a group veer off from where he had been fighting with Keyton and gang. He was bounding as fast as he could, tearing through the ground and leaving burnt marks in the grass as he did so. He didn't know who was in the house, but he knew that there was nobody to protect it. Juddson had thought his magic wards would be good enough, but if Ericc was immune to magic surely there were others out there immune as well. He forced himself to run faster though he wasn't quick enough to catch up to the person who had snuck in through the back door. All he could do was let out a low growl and a few echoing howls, hoping he could draw attention away from Rus and Deimos.
(19:38:21) Lil'Shet Deimos clung to Rus as the house shook and explosion sounds all around them. "What the fuck, what the--" Almost as soon as it had stopped was Deimos knocked over. by Rus. Who knew the little winged lizard was so strong! He hardly had time to register what had happened before seeing Rus attacking some dude. Deimos was scared out of his wits and pretty much out of piss now. But he said he'd protect Rus! Slipping off his backpack, he ran at the knife throwing dude, hand set in a fist to punch at him.
(19:49:04) Rus was, unfortunately, not doing too hot over here. He was kicking at the mans waist to keep him from grabbing another knife. He was trying so hard to breathe that ice, but it wasn't coming, and he was pretty sure he was in serious trouble. He screeched as something bit into his side- one of his front legs, to be exact. Searing pain rolled through him, and he collapsed with the machette in his arm, blood pouring onto the floor as he rolled and writhed and screamed. The bone was cut through, arteries having a hell of a time as it dangled uselessly. It was still hanging on by just a few threads of sinew, and he was in serious fucking trouble now. Hopefully, Deimos could knock the man out, because Rus was down for the count.
(19:53:46) Specs SHANE: The distance between him and the house was covered, the hellhound tearing apart any in his path. There were only a few more who managed to not get instantly killed by the wards and he burnt them alive as he passed by. Those eyes glowed red, burning fire at their edges and he seemed to have no issues with murdering. These people were threatening something that was important and while he didn't have close ties to the Ranch, he did have close ties to Devin. Rus's cry was heard which caused the hound to bound slightly faster and eventually tear through the still open door. Deimos's punch would connect solidly, sending the knife wielder back...right into Shane's jaws. He snapped down on the man's leg and shook his head, tearing into bone and flesh alike.
(19:57:29) Lil'Shet Deimos saw something big and sharp looking flash and then the little winged lizard dropped off of knife guy with a fucking big ass sword or something in his arm. "WHAT THE FUCK! Don't hurt animals!" The teen screamed, as he socked the guy flat in the nose and yes, back into Shane's jaws. Seeing how something was dealing with the man, Deimos rushed to Rus and freaked out some. He muttered in Spanish phrases that were similar to 'what the fuck' and 'what do I do?' while also trying to think. Where was the first aid kit in the house? The bathroom? Kitchen? Surely Judd or Jay had shown him. He paced back and forth in panic, unsure where to go.
(20:00:50) Rus was thrashing which... didn't make for a good ending for that leg of his. Thankfully the machette had bit through all it could swallow, and was dislodged.. but also he was bleeding a lot. He was in pain like he'd never known in his entire life, which was actually longer than most would think given his naievity. He rolled on the ground, as though trying to drive his leg into it, as though that would make it stop hurting. He wasn't coherent. He was pure adrenaline and instinct right now, but that was fading fast.. y'know, like the rest of him.
(20:08:48) Lil'Shet Deimos gave up his fretting over the first aid kit and ripped off his cat print hoodie. Whoever owned or took care of this lizard was going to foot the bill for a new one! He held either shoulder of it with his hands and grabbed Rus around the shoulders with it, wrapping him up tightly and hugging him. Pressure, that's what you put on injuries right?
(20:21:52) Specs SHANE: The man wasn't going to be long for this world, as soon as Deimos was out of the way the hellhound released leg, yanking down. The man fell and his throat was torn asunder next. Hopefully Deimos wasn't squimish, because if he looked over he'd see nothing but blood from throat and the man twitching and convulsing. Once Shane was sure he was dead, he turned attention to Rus and Deimos. "Shit." he muttered, flames burning around body to reveal a man instead of the hound that had been there before. "He's going to bleed out." the man scrubbed at his face for a moment before reaching for the fallen machete. "Hold him still, we don't have time." and he'd raise that weapon, intend on lobbing the rest of the arm off. There was no saving it at this point anyway.
(20:41:38) Lil'Shet Nah, no squeamishness from Deimos! He'd focus on trying to calm down Rus, if he was still thrashing about. If he got bit, he didn't care. Hopefully there wasn't anything like lizard-rabies! When the fire-wolf transformed into a guy! He stared a moment, unsure what he was seeing, but didn't have time to react to the transformation because Shane was talking and lifting the machete. "Qué!?" He gasped in for a moment, eyeing Rus and his arm. Yeah, it looked pretty bad and there was a shit ton of blood... Don't argue with the dude swinging around a fucking big knife Deimos. He shifted how his hoodie was holding Rus, giving Shane space to finish the cut.
(20:47:13) Rus wasn't going to bite Deimos, no. Somewhere buried in the back of his mind he knew that Deimos was trying to help him. Shane was trying to help him. Shane would fix it, this wonderful man would.. would fix it. A moment later he was being held down, and he screeched again as the rest of the arm came free. He shook through the agony, but the way his eyes rolled into the back of his head said he wasn't going to be able to keep himself awake much longer. It was too much. But also maybe the blood loss was the issue? Who really knew at this point.
(20:50:50) Specs SHANE: The blade made a clean slice as soon as the dragon was held down. "Here." he motioned for the dragon, a hand wrapping around the shoulder, where the arm had been attached. The smell of burnt flesh suddenly filled the room, nis own nose twitching as he cauterized the wound. "I don't think he's going to die, but he's probably going to be asleep. What even is he?" he surely didn't look like any lizard Shane had seen and he had never seen Rus's dragon form. Despite having spent a lot of time with Rus as a man, he had no idea this dragon was one and the same. Sure they smelt similar...but honestly all he could smell now was burning flesh. "Are you alright?" he asked of Deimos, eyeing the teen for a moment before collapsing onto the couch, pulling Rus into his chest. "Can you get water and towels...so I can see how bad it is?" he had cauterized the wound but that was rudimentary first aid at best.
(20:59:05) Lil'Shet Deimos flinched at the slice of the machete, biting his lip. Blood didn't bother him, but hurting animals did--even if this was to help Rus. The smell of burning flesh was also a lot worst than blood. "No lo sé," he muttered in answer to what Rus was, "some kind of flying lizard?" was all he could suggest. He watched Shane for a moment, then nodded. "Y-yeah, I'm okay...Uh, okay!" He rushed around, this time at least knowing where to access towels and water from. Deimos did take a short detour to open his backpack and let Momma-cat see her kittens before bringing a big bowl of water and some towels tossed over his shoulder. "Here. Do you want me to hold her?" Couldn't tell if Rus was a girl or a boy dragon at this point, might as well call him either one.
(21:05:12) Rus was... pretty out of it beyond that. Honestly, the fire hurt, but it didn't hurt nearly as bad as having his arm hacked off had. His chest rose in gasping waves, trying to remember how to breathe. His eyes rolled and fluttered, like he was trying to keep them open. He knew that there was comfort here, the familiarity of Shane and the kindness of Deimos, but... beyond that, the dragon was pretty much limp in whichever hold he landed it. Outside, the explosions had stopped, the grounds were quiet. Something had shifted; but Rus wasn't here to see the victory.
(21:20:43) Specs SHANE: The man understood very little Spanish, but he had caught some of the words. Not enough to bother with responding, but he did arch a curious brow. Just who was this kid anyway? More importantly did it matter? Probably not, Shane was just a curious individual by nature, so sometimes it got the best of him. "Alright, good." he spoke to both Dei being okay and to the request for towels. The sound of mewing caught his attention for a moment and he snorted a bit in amusement. Now was not the time to ask why there was cats in his backpack though, taking the towels and indicating the table. "Put the bowl here." as soon as it was set down he dunked a towel in and started to clean off the blood as best he could. "Bandages?" he wasn't sure where a first aid kit was, but the wound shouldn't be left to just get infected or something.
(21:31:15) Lil'Shet Deimos watched Shane start to clean Rus off for a moment, not quite sure what to do with himself. It was then that he noticed how quiet it had gotten and moved towards the window to look out. Upon seeing the window, he reared his head back from the sight. "Gross," he muttered, a hand moving up to his mouth just in case. One body wasn't bad, but a bunch? Barf. "B-Bandages, right yeah." He turned on his heel and headed towards the bathroom. That had to be where the first air kit was, right? "You could probably use my hoodie if I can't find any," he called from the open bathroom door.
(21:34:41) Faune: West was flush when she came in, door left wide open behind her. The dress she was wearing was smeared with blood along one side, though it didn't appear to be coming from her. Her pupils were pin pricked, and her pulse was racing. And despite the adrenaline, she froze when she entered the house. Despite the carnage outside, the carnage within the house was... very well lit. She had to brace herself for a moment before she heard someone say something about bandages. "We need blankets-- water." She darted off and began rummaging through every fucking closet she came across. The things she needed, she tossed out-- hydrogen peroxide, towels, extra sheets and blankets--uh, sorry Jay and Judd--bathroom tissues. She'd have to go back to Ren's place to get some of his salves. "We-- we need to get everyone inside." Just because the wasn't anyone attacking now, didn't mean that the smell of blood wouldn't attract a whole slew of other baddies.
(21:37:06) Rus was for the most part out of the woods... but who knew if that would last. Shane was right to worry about infection, among other things. Devin and Nolen were going to have a hell of a time getting him to the hospital, but on the bright side? Wavecrest was used to this sort of thing, and if anyone could help him it was Keyton's team. That was for another day. All he could do was tremble and twitch whenever Shane touched him, but with the last little bit of strength he had, he weakly drew himself closer, burying his face in the man's torso. His scent was comforting and familiar, and he knew he was here to help. He was in rough shape... but he was definitely alive, if the weak, croaking click he gave said anything about it.
(21:39:02) Specs SHANE: The man continued wiping down, trying his best to not aggrevate the wound. Where the fuck was Keyton? He was much better at this shit than Shane was. Shane was meant to tear people apart, whether physically or verbally...not attempt to patch them back up. Especially when the thing that needed being patched up wasn't even human. West's entrance had his eyes flicking to her, crimson hues narrowing a moment before he took in her words and watched her tear apart the house. "Is it over then?" he asked, standing while still cradling Rus against his chest. He made a quick pass by the door and stared outside. It had been brutal, but at least it seemed like people weren't going to die. Not any of the ones that mattered anyway. "There should be a kit above the sink." he left Deimos to find the one in the bathroom and rummaged through the kitchen to find another. All the while he still held Rus tight against him.
(21:48:25) Lil'Shet Deimos banged his head against the bathroom cupboard when he heard West's voice from the other room. "Ow!" This was followed by cursing in Spanish of course as he carried about the first aid kit (which was not in the cupboard but above the sink, damn it!), holding his head. "What do we gotta do?" He asked, unsure who needed the kit now.
(21:49:52) Faune: West grunted as she hurried toward the kitchen. "Donno--" Everything she'd found she dumped into a pile in the middle of the room. This is where they'd fix everyone up at. If Riker and Ren were any indication, the whole place was supernatural-- she didn't have the time to wonder over a little dragon. Everyone would heal more quickly, probably, but they couldn't just lay out there in the fucking grass. They had to get cleaned up, and they had to have some sort of fortification in case something else came out of the woods for them. "Put th'kit here," she gestured to Deimos toward the pile of stuff she'd assembled. "Yer okay? C'mon--" She clicked a flashlight on and head back outside. "Help get everyone inside. Fast--" And out the door she went.
(21:57:06) Lil'Shet was okay, aside from the little head knock he just did. He checked on Momma-cat first (she was fine and giving the kittens a nice milkbar) then did as West commanded, placing the kit on the pile of other crap and followed her outside. Don't know how useful he'd was going to bed with helping the carry people in but he'd try for sure!
(21:57:50) Specs SHANE:"I'm not the doctor." the man sighed, reaching for one of the kits and setting it on the counter. It was a different one from the one West had, so he rifled through it until he found bandages. Setting Rus on the counter he worked at bandaging that shoulder as much as possible, frowning as he did so. "There are more on the outskirts of the Ranch. Who...fuck I don't know what state their in." he reached for one of the blankets and set it over Rus, wrapping him in it before he set the creature on the couch. After he'd just help with getting people inside before he fished for his phone to attempt to reach Keyton. Too bad the vampire was busy with his own mess of problems.
(19:01:04) Lil'Shet Deimos burst inside, panting and wheezing after he kicked the door shut behind him. "This was...an awful idea." He said to himself, letting momma-cat out of his arms as he bent over and just breathed. It took him a moment to realize there was someone-thing else in the house. Slowly he turned to see Rus and let out a small shocked sound. "Jesus!" He cried, falling back on his ass. "What the hell are you!?"
(19:04:26) Rus snorted in disdain at the question. Well that wasn't nice. He clicked at Deimos, but moved for his legs to nudge him away from the door with his wings flapping forward and his head in his knee. Good thing Rus didn't eat other animals, though he was mighty tempted to play with the cat.. but no, no, not now Rus! Something slammed into the house- some sort of magic, but it rippled away as Juddson's wards held up. Hopefully.. they held up for a little longer.
(19:08:09) Lil'Shet Deimos had a pretty big mental list of weird shit that happened at the ranch and well..this was going to the top of it. "Okay, oka--ah!" He was starting to get up then heard the thud and scrambled the rest of the way to his feet. The teen ran away from the door and any windows facing the front, hugging his own shoulders. Momma-cat didn't seem bothered by Rus too much and followed after Deimos because she knew he had her kittens.
(19:11:21) Rus wanted nothing more than to be watching outside; but the kids fear was something he understood, something that resonated with him, so after a moment he was clambering over towards him and standing on his hind legs to nestle into his shoulder for comfort. This was a lot more than Rus had expected, more than he had been prepared for, and he was admittedly a little scared, too. He'd shift, but the whole suddenly naked man thing might spook Deimos more, honestly, and he was of more use in this form.
(19:17:27) Lil'Shet Yes, please do not suddenly be a naked man. Deimos' heart would probably not make it out of the shock. Deimos almost shook Rus off before he realized the little dragon was trying to hug him or something. "Uhh..." He bit his lip. Did a love of animals extend to magical ones? ...Did he even like lizards though? With a shaking hand, he reached out to pet Rius' back. "Hey, uh, I'll keep you safe too, lil' guy," he said in a shaky voice. Momma-cat climbed onto Deimos' lap too.
(19:21:38) [#] The house is under attack. Suddenly magic seems to come at it from all sides, bouncing off of the protective energy around it. Holes begin to form. All at once, the assault stops- but who knows if there's something going on inside of it now.
(19:26:36) Rus was pretty sure he was going to be the one doing the protecting here, but it wasn't like Deimos understood what his chirps meant so there was no communicating that. The house suddenly shook, the sound of magic exploding around them enough to send him into a frantic screech. It stopped just as suddenly as it hard started, but the dragons nostrils flared and he slammed into Deimos just as a man threw knives where the boy had just been. Someone had come in the back door, and Rus was leaping into action. He launched himself at the man, biting into his arm, willing his ice powers to.. you know, do that thing they could do. Except he was still untrained, and so it wasn't working.
(19:32:17) Specs SHANE: The hellhound had seen a group veer off from where he had been fighting with Keyton and gang. He was bounding as fast as he could, tearing through the ground and leaving burnt marks in the grass as he did so. He didn't know who was in the house, but he knew that there was nobody to protect it. Juddson had thought his magic wards would be good enough, but if Ericc was immune to magic surely there were others out there immune as well. He forced himself to run faster though he wasn't quick enough to catch up to the person who had snuck in through the back door. All he could do was let out a low growl and a few echoing howls, hoping he could draw attention away from Rus and Deimos.
(19:38:21) Lil'Shet Deimos clung to Rus as the house shook and explosion sounds all around them. "What the fuck, what the--" Almost as soon as it had stopped was Deimos knocked over. by Rus. Who knew the little winged lizard was so strong! He hardly had time to register what had happened before seeing Rus attacking some dude. Deimos was scared out of his wits and pretty much out of piss now. But he said he'd protect Rus! Slipping off his backpack, he ran at the knife throwing dude, hand set in a fist to punch at him.
(19:49:04) Rus was, unfortunately, not doing too hot over here. He was kicking at the mans waist to keep him from grabbing another knife. He was trying so hard to breathe that ice, but it wasn't coming, and he was pretty sure he was in serious trouble. He screeched as something bit into his side- one of his front legs, to be exact. Searing pain rolled through him, and he collapsed with the machette in his arm, blood pouring onto the floor as he rolled and writhed and screamed. The bone was cut through, arteries having a hell of a time as it dangled uselessly. It was still hanging on by just a few threads of sinew, and he was in serious fucking trouble now. Hopefully, Deimos could knock the man out, because Rus was down for the count.
(19:53:46) Specs SHANE: The distance between him and the house was covered, the hellhound tearing apart any in his path. There were only a few more who managed to not get instantly killed by the wards and he burnt them alive as he passed by. Those eyes glowed red, burning fire at their edges and he seemed to have no issues with murdering. These people were threatening something that was important and while he didn't have close ties to the Ranch, he did have close ties to Devin. Rus's cry was heard which caused the hound to bound slightly faster and eventually tear through the still open door. Deimos's punch would connect solidly, sending the knife wielder back...right into Shane's jaws. He snapped down on the man's leg and shook his head, tearing into bone and flesh alike.
(19:57:29) Lil'Shet Deimos saw something big and sharp looking flash and then the little winged lizard dropped off of knife guy with a fucking big ass sword or something in his arm. "WHAT THE FUCK! Don't hurt animals!" The teen screamed, as he socked the guy flat in the nose and yes, back into Shane's jaws. Seeing how something was dealing with the man, Deimos rushed to Rus and freaked out some. He muttered in Spanish phrases that were similar to 'what the fuck' and 'what do I do?' while also trying to think. Where was the first aid kit in the house? The bathroom? Kitchen? Surely Judd or Jay had shown him. He paced back and forth in panic, unsure where to go.
(20:00:50) Rus was thrashing which... didn't make for a good ending for that leg of his. Thankfully the machette had bit through all it could swallow, and was dislodged.. but also he was bleeding a lot. He was in pain like he'd never known in his entire life, which was actually longer than most would think given his naievity. He rolled on the ground, as though trying to drive his leg into it, as though that would make it stop hurting. He wasn't coherent. He was pure adrenaline and instinct right now, but that was fading fast.. y'know, like the rest of him.
(20:08:48) Lil'Shet Deimos gave up his fretting over the first aid kit and ripped off his cat print hoodie. Whoever owned or took care of this lizard was going to foot the bill for a new one! He held either shoulder of it with his hands and grabbed Rus around the shoulders with it, wrapping him up tightly and hugging him. Pressure, that's what you put on injuries right?
(20:21:52) Specs SHANE: The man wasn't going to be long for this world, as soon as Deimos was out of the way the hellhound released leg, yanking down. The man fell and his throat was torn asunder next. Hopefully Deimos wasn't squimish, because if he looked over he'd see nothing but blood from throat and the man twitching and convulsing. Once Shane was sure he was dead, he turned attention to Rus and Deimos. "Shit." he muttered, flames burning around body to reveal a man instead of the hound that had been there before. "He's going to bleed out." the man scrubbed at his face for a moment before reaching for the fallen machete. "Hold him still, we don't have time." and he'd raise that weapon, intend on lobbing the rest of the arm off. There was no saving it at this point anyway.
(20:41:38) Lil'Shet Nah, no squeamishness from Deimos! He'd focus on trying to calm down Rus, if he was still thrashing about. If he got bit, he didn't care. Hopefully there wasn't anything like lizard-rabies! When the fire-wolf transformed into a guy! He stared a moment, unsure what he was seeing, but didn't have time to react to the transformation because Shane was talking and lifting the machete. "Qué!?" He gasped in for a moment, eyeing Rus and his arm. Yeah, it looked pretty bad and there was a shit ton of blood... Don't argue with the dude swinging around a fucking big knife Deimos. He shifted how his hoodie was holding Rus, giving Shane space to finish the cut.
(20:47:13) Rus wasn't going to bite Deimos, no. Somewhere buried in the back of his mind he knew that Deimos was trying to help him. Shane was trying to help him. Shane would fix it, this wonderful man would.. would fix it. A moment later he was being held down, and he screeched again as the rest of the arm came free. He shook through the agony, but the way his eyes rolled into the back of his head said he wasn't going to be able to keep himself awake much longer. It was too much. But also maybe the blood loss was the issue? Who really knew at this point.
(20:50:50) Specs SHANE: The blade made a clean slice as soon as the dragon was held down. "Here." he motioned for the dragon, a hand wrapping around the shoulder, where the arm had been attached. The smell of burnt flesh suddenly filled the room, nis own nose twitching as he cauterized the wound. "I don't think he's going to die, but he's probably going to be asleep. What even is he?" he surely didn't look like any lizard Shane had seen and he had never seen Rus's dragon form. Despite having spent a lot of time with Rus as a man, he had no idea this dragon was one and the same. Sure they smelt similar...but honestly all he could smell now was burning flesh. "Are you alright?" he asked of Deimos, eyeing the teen for a moment before collapsing onto the couch, pulling Rus into his chest. "Can you get water and towels...so I can see how bad it is?" he had cauterized the wound but that was rudimentary first aid at best.
(20:59:05) Lil'Shet Deimos flinched at the slice of the machete, biting his lip. Blood didn't bother him, but hurting animals did--even if this was to help Rus. The smell of burning flesh was also a lot worst than blood. "No lo sé," he muttered in answer to what Rus was, "some kind of flying lizard?" was all he could suggest. He watched Shane for a moment, then nodded. "Y-yeah, I'm okay...Uh, okay!" He rushed around, this time at least knowing where to access towels and water from. Deimos did take a short detour to open his backpack and let Momma-cat see her kittens before bringing a big bowl of water and some towels tossed over his shoulder. "Here. Do you want me to hold her?" Couldn't tell if Rus was a girl or a boy dragon at this point, might as well call him either one.
(21:05:12) Rus was... pretty out of it beyond that. Honestly, the fire hurt, but it didn't hurt nearly as bad as having his arm hacked off had. His chest rose in gasping waves, trying to remember how to breathe. His eyes rolled and fluttered, like he was trying to keep them open. He knew that there was comfort here, the familiarity of Shane and the kindness of Deimos, but... beyond that, the dragon was pretty much limp in whichever hold he landed it. Outside, the explosions had stopped, the grounds were quiet. Something had shifted; but Rus wasn't here to see the victory.
(21:20:43) Specs SHANE: The man understood very little Spanish, but he had caught some of the words. Not enough to bother with responding, but he did arch a curious brow. Just who was this kid anyway? More importantly did it matter? Probably not, Shane was just a curious individual by nature, so sometimes it got the best of him. "Alright, good." he spoke to both Dei being okay and to the request for towels. The sound of mewing caught his attention for a moment and he snorted a bit in amusement. Now was not the time to ask why there was cats in his backpack though, taking the towels and indicating the table. "Put the bowl here." as soon as it was set down he dunked a towel in and started to clean off the blood as best he could. "Bandages?" he wasn't sure where a first aid kit was, but the wound shouldn't be left to just get infected or something.
(21:31:15) Lil'Shet Deimos watched Shane start to clean Rus off for a moment, not quite sure what to do with himself. It was then that he noticed how quiet it had gotten and moved towards the window to look out. Upon seeing the window, he reared his head back from the sight. "Gross," he muttered, a hand moving up to his mouth just in case. One body wasn't bad, but a bunch? Barf. "B-Bandages, right yeah." He turned on his heel and headed towards the bathroom. That had to be where the first air kit was, right? "You could probably use my hoodie if I can't find any," he called from the open bathroom door.
(21:34:41) Faune: West was flush when she came in, door left wide open behind her. The dress she was wearing was smeared with blood along one side, though it didn't appear to be coming from her. Her pupils were pin pricked, and her pulse was racing. And despite the adrenaline, she froze when she entered the house. Despite the carnage outside, the carnage within the house was... very well lit. She had to brace herself for a moment before she heard someone say something about bandages. "We need blankets-- water." She darted off and began rummaging through every fucking closet she came across. The things she needed, she tossed out-- hydrogen peroxide, towels, extra sheets and blankets--uh, sorry Jay and Judd--bathroom tissues. She'd have to go back to Ren's place to get some of his salves. "We-- we need to get everyone inside." Just because the wasn't anyone attacking now, didn't mean that the smell of blood wouldn't attract a whole slew of other baddies.
(21:37:06) Rus was for the most part out of the woods... but who knew if that would last. Shane was right to worry about infection, among other things. Devin and Nolen were going to have a hell of a time getting him to the hospital, but on the bright side? Wavecrest was used to this sort of thing, and if anyone could help him it was Keyton's team. That was for another day. All he could do was tremble and twitch whenever Shane touched him, but with the last little bit of strength he had, he weakly drew himself closer, burying his face in the man's torso. His scent was comforting and familiar, and he knew he was here to help. He was in rough shape... but he was definitely alive, if the weak, croaking click he gave said anything about it.
(21:39:02) Specs SHANE: The man continued wiping down, trying his best to not aggrevate the wound. Where the fuck was Keyton? He was much better at this shit than Shane was. Shane was meant to tear people apart, whether physically or verbally...not attempt to patch them back up. Especially when the thing that needed being patched up wasn't even human. West's entrance had his eyes flicking to her, crimson hues narrowing a moment before he took in her words and watched her tear apart the house. "Is it over then?" he asked, standing while still cradling Rus against his chest. He made a quick pass by the door and stared outside. It had been brutal, but at least it seemed like people weren't going to die. Not any of the ones that mattered anyway. "There should be a kit above the sink." he left Deimos to find the one in the bathroom and rummaged through the kitchen to find another. All the while he still held Rus tight against him.
(21:48:25) Lil'Shet Deimos banged his head against the bathroom cupboard when he heard West's voice from the other room. "Ow!" This was followed by cursing in Spanish of course as he carried about the first aid kit (which was not in the cupboard but above the sink, damn it!), holding his head. "What do we gotta do?" He asked, unsure who needed the kit now.
(21:49:52) Faune: West grunted as she hurried toward the kitchen. "Donno--" Everything she'd found she dumped into a pile in the middle of the room. This is where they'd fix everyone up at. If Riker and Ren were any indication, the whole place was supernatural-- she didn't have the time to wonder over a little dragon. Everyone would heal more quickly, probably, but they couldn't just lay out there in the fucking grass. They had to get cleaned up, and they had to have some sort of fortification in case something else came out of the woods for them. "Put th'kit here," she gestured to Deimos toward the pile of stuff she'd assembled. "Yer okay? C'mon--" She clicked a flashlight on and head back outside. "Help get everyone inside. Fast--" And out the door she went.
(21:57:06) Lil'Shet was okay, aside from the little head knock he just did. He checked on Momma-cat first (she was fine and giving the kittens a nice milkbar) then did as West commanded, placing the kit on the pile of other crap and followed her outside. Don't know how useful he'd was going to bed with helping the carry people in but he'd try for sure!
(21:57:50) Specs SHANE:"I'm not the doctor." the man sighed, reaching for one of the kits and setting it on the counter. It was a different one from the one West had, so he rifled through it until he found bandages. Setting Rus on the counter he worked at bandaging that shoulder as much as possible, frowning as he did so. "There are more on the outskirts of the Ranch. Who...fuck I don't know what state their in." he reached for one of the blankets and set it over Rus, wrapping him in it before he set the creature on the couch. After he'd just help with getting people inside before he fished for his phone to attempt to reach Keyton. Too bad the vampire was busy with his own mess of problems.
