RO > call me out; a forever open RP post

[midvalley]

CALL ME OUT a forever open rp post full muselist here. comment with the name of the character you want in the subject line. create a scenario or not. whatevs. let the tagging commence!

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Comments

[yarnbooksgirls]

I'm no healer... well, not a normal sort of healer, but I could try to set it if you want?

[littlebreeze]

Huh. Well...

[She thinks for a moment.]

Would it be easier if I was in human form? Inconvenient as it is, a broken wing shouldn't stop me from shifting.

[yarnbooksgirls]

A bird's wing would probably be easier to set than a human arm. Unless you want me to use my magic, but I'd sort of have to sleep with you for that.

[littlebreeze]

[The bird tilts her head.]

Can't say I ever heard of that kind of magic before. Why is the sleeping necessary?

[Oh, no..........]

[yarnbooksgirls]

It's sex magic, hon. That kind of sleeping.

[littlebreeze]

Oh.

[A beat.]

Oooooooooh!! I get it! Wow, Vegas is an amazing city!

[WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING.]

[yarnbooksgirls]

I guess it is. But I have no idea what that has to do with me fixing your arm. Wing. Thing.

[littlebreeze]

[The bird flaps her unbroken wing excitedly.]

I read about Las Vegas in stories and lots of crime novels. All sorts of crazy human activity happens including sexual exploits! As a blackbird, I think it's rather fascinating how you people keep yourselves busy.

Er, on that note though, I'll just have my wing set as a bird. Zephyr says I would probably get people arrested with the other way I look.

[yarnbooksgirls]

Easy there! Don't aggravate your condition!

[ She reaches over to scoop up the little bird again ]

Why? Do you look like you're twelve or something?

[littlebreeze]

Twelve. Thirteen. Take your pick. Either way, I'm still older than most.

[She tucks her feet underneath herself so she doesn't accidentally scratch the lady.]

It's the only form I know how to look like. I stuck with it for so long, it never occurred to me to make myself look older.

[yarnbooksgirls]

I'm older than I look, too, if that's any consolation.

[littlebreeze]

Oh? How old exactly?

[yarnbooksgirls]

Thirty-eight. I'm young still compared to some of the others here, but I still don't look my age. I get carded when going to see R-rated movies sometimes!

[littlebreeze]

I don't even remember how old I am. If I want to watch that kind of movie, Zephyr has to hide me in his jacket or a bag.

[She pauses as if she just remembered something.]

You have a name right? I have one. It's Brisa.

[yarnbooksgirls]

Oh, whoops! I'm Hannah.

I'm going to set your wing now. It'll probably hurt, so be ready.

[littlebreeze]

Bleh. Can it not hurt??

[Still, holding out her broken wing, ready for treatment.]

[yarnbooksgirls]

Only if you have a magical way to not feel pain.

[ she takes that tiny wing gently in one hand ] On three. One. Two. Three!

[ aaaaaand SNAP setting it back in place ]

[littlebreeze]

[Letting out a noise that's between a squawk and a screech and she flops around. BUT at least her wing is better now, so she calms down quickly.]

AAAAAAAAUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.






I think I'm better now.

[yarnbooksgirls]

After all that? I'd hope so!

[littlebreeze]

[Brisa folds her wing back in carefully after flexing it a little. She shakes her head letting out a sigh.]

Thanks. It probably would have been worse if I waited any longer.

[yarnbooksgirls]

Don't mention it. Can you shift back?

[littlebreeze]

Mmmm. Yes, I think I should be able to. Could you give me some room please? Just place me on the bed.

[yarnbooksgirls]

Sure thing.

[ She sets her down and steps back to give her space. ]

1/2

[littlebreeze]

Alright. Here goes nothing.

[littlebreeze]

[Brisa spreads her wings and then envelopes herself within them. The bird gradually disappears, shifting into a dark skinned human girl wearing an even darker dress and boots. Her hair is very, long and tied back into a braid that reaches her ankles.

It's all fine and good, but as for her face, it's completely covered up by a decorative mask.]

Phew! No problems at all.