Chris sighed as he was walking home from school. You could say he lived in a bad neighbor hood, and a poor one as well. His father was a fisherman and they had a small home. It wasn't much.
Nathaniel stood up, hyperventilating and with badly shaking legs. He looked down at Lloyd's body again before bolting in a random direction, tears streaming down his face. There was blood all over him and he didn't seem to notice that he'd run into the city. He hit someone in his blindness, falling to the ground and looking up to see who he'd run into with fear in his eyes.
"Woah, woah, kid are you ok? Whats your name?" A boy had run into him and he was covered in blood.
"I… I-I'm…" Nathaniel glanced back at the battlefield, his heart feeling as though it would beat out of his chest. His bent, crooked wings hung limply on his back. "M-My name's Nathaniel…" He finally managed to say.
"Ok Nathaniel, I'm going to call the ambulence ok? You're hurt." Chris explained as he got his phone out.
"Am… ambulance?" I'm not hurt… well, not as badly as Lloyd anyway. I hardly feel the pain from my own wounds anymore… Nathaniel hesitated before nodding slightly, trembling where he was on the ground. They were getting strange looks from passerby now.
"Here tell me what happened." Chris asked in a calm voice as he poured some water over his wounds.
Nathaniel shook his head, wiping the tears from his face. There was a long cut along his throat from the man Lloyd had saved him from. I can't tell him… I can't tell anyone… it's much too soon…
Soon, the police arrived on the scene and a crew of medics came rushing over while Chris was confronted by a policeman and was questioned.
"W-Who… who are you people?" Nathaniel was strapped to a cot and carried into the ambulance. He struggled against his ties, starting to panic again. "Where are you taking me?!"
(Hello?)
(Am I rping the medics?)
(You were before so I assumed you were??)
(I was only describing what was happening?)
(Should we timeskip to the hospital? There's not a lot we can do rn, and I assume the officer's asking Chris questions?)
(Yeah sure.)
(Can I join?)
(Yep!)
Name: caspian (cas) fern
Age: 20
Gender: male
Appearance: black tousled hair forest green eyes
Personality: develop
Species: shifter
Other: is an amazing cook, loves to build things, has a cat named storm
(Noice, go ahead and like jump in I guess??)
Caspian walked around aimlessly (idk)
(I mean we're heading to the hospital so if you want to be there? Just someone there for a family member, an intern/assistant maybe… idk, trying to find a way to involve you lol)
Nathaniel was wheeled into the ER, still struggling against the straps binding him to the table. He had refused to answer any questions, so Chris was sort of being bombarded with questions. Some examples include (but are not limited to): Where did you find him? What happened? Has he told you who he is? Do you know the extent of his injuries? Does he have any available family members? What is your relation to him? Who are you? Has he told you anything of importance? And other things of that sort.
"W-Wait, I need to think." Chris pleaded, he was so overwhelmed by all the questions. After a some hours, Chris was able to see Nathenial. "How are you doing mate?" Chris asked waryily.
"I'm.. well, I'll be alright…" Nathaniel said quietly, staring at his heart monitor with his heart aching. "I can't say the same for my brother…"
"Well can you tell me about yourself and what happened? Because I can't answer all these questions by myself mate." Chris rubbed his temples, in exhaustion, trying to think.
Cas walked into a room and put on a pair of gloves “hello! I am campaign and I have to take you temperature and blood pressure.” He said smiling at the two boys in the room
Nathaniel looked up as someone else entered the room. I suppose I could tell them… "It's… m-my brother, Lloyd… he was… he got…" He searched for the right words, stammering in his nervousness. There's not a better way to put it. "H-He was killed in battle. A battle that I was in without permission…"
(Wait what? You can't just watlz in when they're under investigation?)
Chris made a shooeing motion to the other person as a policemen dragged them out before Chris locked the door. "Geez." He mumbled before tueninf to Nathanial. "Was he a soldier?" Chris asked softly.
