Fame & Fortune (Closed RP)

[FeyChild]

“…..hmmph”
The jibes and the reference to the hated Lavi did not seem to be having the effect upon Rithrynn that Liaena coveted and strived for. Far from it, no rebuttal was even forthcoming much to her distain as both the elf and draenei looked down at her with wide eyes. “fatass”

Nope. Still nothing as Liaena stared in increasing perplexity. Squinting up at them, they didn’t even appear to be looking at her anymore, instead focusing on something above and over her left shoulder. Liaena frowned as she started to turn. “what is—“ BLAM

*

Light sparked again in the form of pain in the girl’s brain. It wasn’t so much that she had acquired symmetrical bruising from the incident with the front door earlier, because she had already had those from the incident with the jamjar. It was more that somebody had taken those bruises, along with the ones from faceplant in the snow and Rithrynn's assult, added interest and then stuck her entire brain into a food processor to pour back in again through this hole in the back of her head that someone had created by stabbing it with a fork repeatedly. “Human girl – human girl! Are you all right!?”

“I HATE THIS INN, AND I HATE THESE DOORS! WHY, ON AZEROTH DO YOU NOT STICK THEM ON PROPERLY!?!” “ffuyoodnaghhhnnowww…unngh” came out instead, which was far from what she had planned for. Telling Neema to stop holding her head like that because human spines weren’t supposed to bend like a hairpin seemed like a good idea too, and she wriggled weakly in her grip.

This fight was still going to happen. She wasn’t sure how, but Rithrynn had defiantly engineered that door fall somehow, it had been much, much too convenient to be a happy coincidence. She was going to get up off this floor, find her in that big purple blur and end her. Right now.

She was going to get up off this floor….

off the floor...

[Rithy]

"Human girl, human girl!"
"Uh, her name is Rune, Liaena Rune."
"Liaena, can you hear me?"
"I don't think so, it looks like she's passing out... "

Rithrynn commented casually as she watched the Draenei's handling of the human. It was quite obvious, even to a fool, that the Draenei was not very used to handling people. Or living things in general. And Liaena's face contineously shifted between red, blue and even green, her mouth shapelessly moving about as the girl tried to formulate something that-Rithrynn-thought was supposed to be words, but obviously she failed quite badly at it.

"And I don't think holding her like that is making this any better."
"Oh light!"
*Dunk*
" ... dropping her, probably not an improvement either... "

Rithrynn was both impressed, and a little horrified, at the horrific way the Draenei, albeit unintentionally, was treating Liaena. Neema's appearant epic ability to cause mayham, was perhaps only matched by her clumsiness that made even Liaena's methods by comparison appear as fine and refined medical procedures; and given that the latter girl had a tendancy to spray acid on people's wounds or feed them potions and cures without even knowing what was in those bottles; it was perhaps not speaking so well for Neema's astonishing inability at anything related to helping people.

"Got something to wake her up? There might be something in her bag... "
"Wake her up?"

The Draenei suddenly frooze completely up for a moment, as if a light had just appeared in her head. Neema quickly turned to look down at her own satchel hanging around her torso, rummaging around in the leather pockets before retrieving what resembled a small, tiny glass syringe with bronze frame. It contained a yellow, purple'ish brown liquid that radiated with a low light.

" ... is that stuff dangerous?"

"Nope!" Neema exclaimed confidently as she wielded the syringe in her right hand.
"It's concentrated, raw Southsea bull-shark adrenaline charged with a little focused, arcane magic."
"That sounds dangerous to me."
" ... it hasn't killed me yet!"
"You're not exactl,- Elune, you did just not do that!!?"

Rithrynn gasped as the Draenei suddenly removed the safety cork off the tip of the syringe, before immediately jabbing it down into Liaena's left buttock, and squeezed the glowy contents of the syringe right into the human's body - all the while Rithrynn was left as a horrified witness to the event, but soon the Night Elf's expression turned more curious as she gazed down at the human, waiting to see a reaction.

" ... I hope you didn't just kill her... "

[FeyChild]

For a few seconds, nothing happened at all. Then a gurgle escaped Liaena’s throat as she curled into a ball on the floor, a spasm rocking her body. Then another as her entire body started to rapidly shake and contort in some sort of fit.
“No need to worry!” Neema announced, sounding worried. “It’s normal to have a bit of a strong reaction first time you take it. It’s perfectly sa--Ow!”

Her words were broken off with a startled cry of pain as the human suddenly lunged at her, hitting her smack in the face with a headbutt of all things and knocking her off her knees and onto her ass as Liaena sank down onto her haunches. “Hsssss”

Blood was trickling down her forehead but the human was defiantly up and active at least as she hunched over on the floor glowering up at Neema. Her entire body was quivering from head to toe and beads of sweat decorated her face, but the clearest indication that the medication might have gone somewhat amiss was the reddish film glazing over her eyes, entirely obscuring the natural blue and giving them a glow not unlike Rithrynn and Neema’s own. That, and the entirely mad snarl that twisted her lips as she stared at the big blue Draenei. “grrrrRRRRR…”

“Um….that never happened before” Neema mumbled awkwardly as she sat on the floor staring at the human. In perplexity she turned to Rithrynn, who swung around wildly as she dangled on one of the Draenei’s tentacles. “Do they do this normally?”

On the floor whatever small facet of Liaena’s brain remained struggled over the identity of the big hulking blue thing in front of her. The hated Rithrynn was purple, not blue, and the horns of Neema did not correctly resemble the long ears of the Night Elf. However, it was a close enough match and she charged with a shriek. The short, entirely mindless attack ended bluntly with the struggling Liaena captured nicely under the much larger Draenei’s big butt. “Human girl? Liaena? Um, how are you feeling? Please calm down!”

A questioning hand came way too close and Liaena snapped at it viciously before Neema yanked it away. Twisting around furiously she bit right at Neema’s butt through the robes, causing the Draenei to jump up with an “Ow!” as Liaena shot to relative freedom, stopping a few yards away to turn and growl. “rrrrrrrhhhgh”

[Rithy]

"Ow!" As Liaena's vicious jaw beset Neema's poor butt, the Draenei jumped up and jerked around as Liaena sped away from under her, but in the process, Rithrynn found herself being slung around as well. And as she tried to cling on to the Draenei's facial tentacles, the Night Elf felt a great dispair over her as she lost her grip - and was thrown through the air to hit the floor with a 'plonk!'.

"Owww ow... " Rithrynn murmured where she lay on the wooden logs. As she looked up, she could see moons spinning above her head, and a chiming music ring in her ears. What had just happened?

"I fell... Elune, that hurt... "

Taking a dive from the top of a rather big Draenei, in speed, had not been the most pleasant of experiences, and the Night Elf slowly managed to jerk her sorry body up into a sitting position to try go get an overview of the situation. Behind her she saw Neema, still on her feet, but as she looked forward, Rithrynn saw the shape of Liaena in the corner.
But Liaena didn't look anything like Liaena anymore... or well, the girl she had once been. Shaking, as though she was spassing out, whatever drugs Neema had given her seemed to have made her super reactive as she twitched and made weird noises. And the girl's mouth was frothing wildly, as if she was having the most severe sorts of rabies. And her eyes were almost not human at all, they were more wild, uncontrolled, like an animal.

And Rithrynn was just lying a mere three feet away from her.

"Vane il' de Felahn, Elune... this is not going to end well." Rithrynn simply stared at Liaena for a moment, not making any actions, before the Night El suddenly jumped back up on her feet and raced back towards the safety of the Draenei, going right between her legs and hiding behind her hooves, on the opposing side of Liaena. Rithrynn peeked out from her new hiding place, yelling up at Neema.

"What on Azeroth did you give her? The girl has gone completely mad! As in... MORE mad! She's an animal! You have to do something! Anything! Don't let her get me!" Rithrynn shouted frantically up at Neema while hiding behind her. Normally the Night Elf would have just hit Liaena in the head with the nearest blunt object within her reach, or with her fists if necessary, to deal with this kind of situation. But that was if she had been 8ft tall. In her current size, Liaena, whom would normally be nothing but a neusiance, was now a completely different beast. And a real beast, after whatever Neema had given her, and so Rithrynn hid behind the Draenei in hopes that Neema would act as a meatshield.
"Really anything, anything!"

[FeyChild]

“Anything?” The Draenei mumbled nervously as she rubbed her sore buttock, twisting her head right around to look down at Rithrynn over her right shoulder. “What sort of anything? I don’t want to hurt her…”

From Liaena’s perspective, the world was little more than a furiously angry red blur that was characterised mostly by movement and the big blue shape that was Neema, fortunately enough for the diminutive Rithrynn. There was a moment when the fact there was something small and speedy there dawned on her as Rithrynn shot for cover, but the point fled from her mind as she hid behind Neema’s hooves and Liaena returned her attention to what was explicitly the bigger threat, the big blue Draenei.

The moment when Neema turned to look down at Rithrynn did register however as a moment of weakness and Liaena lunged. The Draenei caught her in both hands, flattening her arms to her sides in her strong grip as she lifted her up to hold her at arms length. “…Like this, you mean?”

The shrieks of Liaena could probably be heard back at the Crusaders camp. Neema wrinkled her nose unhappily as she glanced around the deserted corridor. “I don’t think Daniel has any lodgers tonight, at least….human biology is strange. I studied a master class and you wouldn’t believe, their blood is red. I suppose I could try a smaller dose of sedative, would that work? You don’t know a doctor, do you?” This last was directed to Rithrynn, who was staring up at the massive drama unfolding before her.

Liaena chose that moment to thrash around wildly and Neema took a step back to steady herself. A hoof whacked into Rithrynn neatly as it flew backwards and sent her sliding off across the wooden floor as Neema looked around. "Hm?"

Another thought seemed to occur to her as she looked down at the Night Elf, as a point that nobody had thus far adequately explained, reemerged. “Why are you so small, anyway?”

[Rithy]

“Why are you so small, anyway?”

"Mrrgh... "

Rithrynn was lying on the floor, groaning in discomfort and displeasure after having been knocked back by the stupid draenei's more stupid hoof! Shaking her head, she pushed herself up from the floor and looked up at the Draenei, as though she had just asked the most stupid question in the world, and thus marked herself forever an idiot in Rithrynn's eyes, but the Night Elf only grimaced at her, before squinting her eyes at the crazed Liaena whom the Draenei held in her arms.

"The cause is just within your reach... " Rithrynn muttered silently as she peered accusingly at the wild and uncontrolled Liaena.
"That human is a disaster to just about anything she touches, including people... and Night Elves like me in particular."

Rithrynn peered around in the room, when she suddenly realized; Liaena was currently a wild beast, and just flailing wildly about with her arms, her mind being in a completely different place. And her potion satchel remained unguarded, lying on the floor near where Liaena had been flattened by the door.

And in Rithrynn's head, an idea was born...

"Actually, do you mind holding her for a second?" Rithrynn inquired the Draenei as she peered up at her, and Neema gave her an odd stare in return.
"Why is that, little elf?"
"Becaaaauuuse... I need to do something, and I'd rather not get stomped by a bat-shit crazy ex priestess in the process of doing so!"
"Well, that's a fair enough reason I guess. What is it that you intend t,-"

But Neema did not manage to finish formulate her sentence before Rithrynn had already ran off in the direction of Liaena's discarded potion bag, skittering across the floor in racing-speed and jumped right into the bag, disappearing inside it.
Inside was a plethora of different liquids, but Rithrynn had enough experience with Liaena to not go by the label of the bottles. Instead, she recognized the colours and usage, quickly identifying a half empty elixir that was the elixir bottle that Liaena had fed her earlier to shrink her, and then a different potion of opposite colour, unused. The fact that both bottles were labeled as 'Problemo Solutionere" and "Situationo intanglible"; or at least that was what Rithrynn believed was written on them judging by Liaena's terrible writing; she knew perfectly well what they were supposed to do. At least, what she guessed they did, from her experience with Liaena.

Liaena may be a chaotic girl, but in all that chaos, there was still a predictable pattern amidst all the insania, recognized by anyone stupid enough to hang out with her.

"Which is obviously me... "

After uncorking and drinking from the latter; while slightly problematic with her current size, was nonetheless managed in the end, Rithrynn appeared from within Liaena's bag, with a triumphant smile on her face as she met the Draenei.

"Don't worry, in a second, it won't be a problem anymore! I found the antitode!" Rithrynn announced victoriously as she gazed up at Liaena and Neema, placing her hands on her hips as she waited for the potion to take effect. Neema seemed just as curious to what was happening, to the point she had completely forgotten she was holding Liaena around her throat, the human's face going steadily more red, blue... and purple by the second...