Demon Kingdom RP [Open!!]

"Take care of yourself first," Chrysa told her, "or I'll take care of it for you."

"I'm okay. . . it's not that bad." Elide replied, waving her off. She tugged the corner of her shirt down to look at the cut, but quickly covered it up, hoping Chrysa didn't see it. It was deep and a mess of dark blood and flesh.

"No," Chrysa looked at her, "I didn't really get all that injured. you on the other hand did."

Elide sighed, knowing that she couldn't argue with Chrysa. "Fine. You can take a look at it."

"Thank you," Chrysa pointed to a cot, "Now sit."

Elide walked over to the cot and sat down, pouting a little. She wanted to ask, Is it going to hurt?, but she thought that would be too childish.

Chrysa looked at the wound, "How the hell have you been walking?"

She grabbed a needle and thread. She began to stitch it up.

Elide shrugged and winced as the needle pierced her skin. "I. . . flew?" She finally said, flashing a crooked grin.

"Well you should have been more careful," Chrysa told her. She finished stitching up Elide, "Good as new. Just don't exert yourself to much."

"I can always count on you to be like my mother." Elide smirked, nudging Chrysa playfully. She glanced over at Arya who was lying on the cot next to them to check if she was all stitched up too.

Chrysa laughed, "I'm practically a mother to the entire rebellion. Y'all are too reckless."

"Being reckless is my talent." Elide grinned, winking at Chrysa.

"And don't I know it," Chrysa muttered to herself. She looked over at Arya, "Do you think we can convince her?"

Elide shrugged. "She hates me."

"And she probably hates me," Chrysa sighed, "Let's hope this all works out."

Elide nodded in agreement and leaned back against the cot, her finger brushing over the stitches on her shoulder. Her eyes had faded to a soft baby blue a she thought about what to say. "Thank you. . ."

(Sorry, I gtg too. See you tomorrow. )

(See ya!)

"It was my pleasure," Chrysa sat down a cot. She laid back and stared at the ceiling.

Arya jerks slightly and her eyes open with a flash. She immediately bares her teeth and claws at the cot, trying to sit up

(Heyo, I'm back! :D)

(Hi!)

Chrysa noticed the movement and sat up, "Calm down. We aren't going to hurt you."

"Yeah. Bull crap if I've ever heard it." She snaps, trying to sit up

"Stop moving." Elide snapped back, shooting a glare at the girl. "For a Princess, you don't have much common sense. If you keep jumping around, the cuts are going to re-open."

Chrysa coughed, "Same goes for you Elide."

Chrysa coughed, "Same goes for you Elide."

Elide rolled her eyes slightly, but nodded in agreement. She looked back at Arya, a glare still plastered on her face. Why did I even save her? She's just a rich brat. She told herself it wasn't fair to judge her based on her stature, but right now she was thinking solely on emotions.

Chrysa turned to Elise noticing her expression changed, "Remember your promise. You did good El."

(Cows.)

"Thanks. . ." Elide mumbled, leaning back against the cot and closing her eyes for a little. After about a minute, she opened them again and watched Chrysa. "What about the other siblings?"

(???????????)

"I let them go," Chrysa told her, "I gave them a calling card and let them leave."