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    1. Fionraella 9 yrs ago

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Tomithy knew how to do a job right and stand by while a little girl was tortured, but he wasn't made of ice. He hesitantly gives Ptelea's head a slight pat. "Righto." He steps away from her and clips the handcuffs around Ambrose's wrists. "Alright you two, let's get going." He looks at Ptelea's ankles, the lines from where the wire had wrapped around them still visible. "You need a lift, little one?" He asks her unsurely. He justifies the offer to himself with the need to ensure fast progress and that the girl not harm herself anymore.


Ambrose looks down at the handcuffs and suddenly feels super vulnerable. He sighs, letting his hands fall in front of him as he slowly gets to his feet. He frowns slightly. "Just...be careful with her, alright?" He says hesitantly.

Ptelea blinks at the man and then nods a bit. "Yes please..." She says, looking down at her ankles as well. She sniffles softly, rubbing a hand across her eyes.
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Tomithy looks surprised at the reaction from both of them. His eyes turn to the cuffs in his hands. "Oh, you thought...?" He shakes his head. "No! You misunderstand me!" He goes to tap Ptelea's injured wrist but, thinking better of it, gestures towards it instead. "Do you really think it's even possible to put a pair of cuffs on her right now? Mate, these cuffs are for you." He holds them out towards Ambrose. "Now, don't go making this difficult for me. You don't want to scare your sister anymore than you already have."


Ambrose's face lights with temporary relief before a bit of wariness sets in. He sighs slightly and holds his hands out, glancing at Ptelea sadly. "Just please don't separate us again." He whispers, looking at the guard pleadingly. He bites his lip, trying to figure out how he could make things right with his sister.

Ptelea looks up at the guard and sniffles softly. "Thank you." She says softly, snuggling up to him again. She glances at Ambrose and whimpers softly before burying her face back in the guard's shirt.
looks good :)
The only thing I'd change is the weapon, I don't think obsidian is very realistic.
Yay! :D
The guard (Tomithy) places a hand on Ptelea's head to soothe her. "Mate, you're scaring the little girl," he says to Ambrose. His words were not supposed to come across as cruel. His concern for the moment simply lay with Ptelea over the boy. "I don't think she's really ready for this, you know? Why don't you two try again a little while later?" He pulls some handcuffs out from his jacket pocket.


Ptelea sniffles and looks up at the guard and hugs his arm slightly, glad she didn't have to talk to Ambrose at that moment. She didn't know how to feel. He let that man hurt her. And this guard brought her back...that meant he was a good guy right? He had to be a nice person if he helped her! But as soon as she sees the handcuffs, he begins crying, confused more than ever. She buries her face back in his shirt, shaking. She wishes she were back at the foster house...at least that made sense! "Please don't..." She sobs softly, trembling violently. She looks at her hands and cries a bit, seeing the giant wound caused from the scalpel. She buries her face back in his shirt, squeezing her eyes shut. Her head hurt and her brain still was fuzzy. She couldn't really make sense of everything. Something bad had happened and she had been asleep...right? Something like that...but it hurt a lot waking up...which was super weird.

Ambrose looks down and scoots a bit away from the two, feeling guilty for causing his sister so much pain. He felt so confused. Had coming for her not been enough? She was alive, and that's what counted...
Now it seemed to him that she hated him...but he hadn't directly hurt her, couldn't she see that? He felt overwhelming guilt. If only he hadn't hesitated and just had answered the Boss's questions maybe his sister wouldn't have been hurt as bad as she had been... He looks at the guard warily. "You're not seriously going to handcuff her? She's traumatized and injured..." He clenches his hands into fists.
The guard relaxes, but is still visibly shaken. He'd remained focus to save the girl, but with the adrenaline leaving his system the reality that a life had been in his hands began to sink in. He remembers that the two of them would probably want some time together and decides to focus on that rather than the horror of what was happening. "Ah, alright. Hurry up and say hello you two. We're going to be off a real doctor, but both of you will be in cuffs. So, uh, hug now or whatever."


Ptelea looks at her brother and whimpers fearfully. She remembers him not coming to her rescue. She looks at the guard and scrambles to her feet weakly and hides behind him, shaking. She doesn't feel any pain at the moment, her brain a little cloudy from her heart stopping. She buries her face in his side, crying weakly.

Ambrose blinks a bit at Ptelea's reaction. "Ptel..." He says gently, holding a hand out to her. "Hey, it;s okay. Sweetie, come here, it's okay now." He tries to reassure her. But to no avail. He bites his lip as she stays by the guard. He looks down guiltily. "I'm so sorry Ptelly..." He whispers, turning his head away as tears roll down his cheeks.
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The guard pales at the lack of reaction from Ptelea. Although he was trained in emergency aid, he was nothing close to a real doctor. If the typical tactics he knew would bring her back to life, he would be lost. No. He wouldn't panic. Not yet, anyway. He gives Ambrose a shaky smile. "Don't worry kid, sometimes it just takes a couple of tries, you know?" He sends another pulse of electricity through Ptelea.


Ambrose bites his lip worriedly, then nods weakly. "Please Ptelly...please wake up.." He whispers softly.

Ptelea gasps as her heart begins beating again. Her eyes slowly open and she whimpers painfully. "Oww..." She sobs softly.
Awww, dang DX
I have no doubt it'll carry over to next week :)
Currently we are looking at Saturday (US) for this plot going down.
The idea is that as many of us will be on that day as we can, hopefully into late evening/night. We want people to be super devoted to the RP at this time, and be able to get through as much of the battle/plot as we can to make it as exciting and interesting for when we are all here.
Throughout next week, we ask that you come on as often and for as long as you can. I'm thinking monologue-esque long posts whenever possible to make it more interesting for when its just you online. Hopefully we can wrap up the plot within a few days, but if it stretches into next weekend, that's no problem!

Remember the 5-ish sentence rule still stands, so try to make your posts as interesting and as detailed as you can!
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