Chatlog: Ghouls just wanna eat one
SANCTUARY
* Kurtlet bamfs in. *BAMF!*
* Sabrina[Doll] is bored with just watching stuff, slips out to go do something.
fangy][Grey: Well, they /theoretically/ can't hurt you in here.
Adora: Hello. :.:
* Sabrina[Doll] is now known as Normie[Distracted]
* Pickman yelps.
* Pickman is not doing well.
Pickman: FUCK!
Kurtlet: Hal-lo?
Kurtlet: O__o
Kurtlet: It's ok. I'm not a demon.
fangy][Grey: Hey there.
Sy: Apparently he was attacked by ghouls in the catacombs.
* Something is still chittering at the thigns beyond the door in Grue.
Kurtlet: Oh. Are you in one piece? Do you need a medic?
* Pickman mutters a long string of curses the mun doesn't want to bother with, under his breath. "....ki. Where the fucking fuck is /Ki?"
fangy][Grey: I'll go look for 'er.
Something: Nnnnnnjoki?
fangy][Grey: Stay righ there, eh.
Pickman: *Ghouls: *do not speak your moonspeak, sir!**
Kurtlet: Oh, hallo Thing One. :)
Sy: He appears to be in shape, aside from peeling skin and being faintly odorous.
* Sy has possible the worst sense of smell ever.
* fangy][Grey goes ... somewhere. Likely LA-ward, looking for Njoki.
* Pickman is also covered in Ghoul-bites, and bleeding.
Something: We are Thing Too!
* fangy][Grey is now known as Fangy][out
* Masterbot has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
Kurtlet: Ah! Thing Too then!
* Something does say Too and not Two.
* Pickman follows him, still shaking.
* Pickman is now known as Pickman[out]
Kurtlet: Here, let me get the first aid... nevermind
Kurtlet: :(
Kurtlet: There are ghouls downstairs?
* Sy figures PIckman is okay, as he's being creative as usual. *shruggage.*
Something: Let's go seeee.
Kurtlet: ...Hmm.
Kurtlet: Okay.
Kurtlet: >:)
Kurtlet: Give me a sec.
* Something goes for the locks. BD
* Pickman[out] is now known as Catacombs
* Kurtlet goes down the hall to his room for a sec
Catacombs: *POUNDPOUNDSKREECHMEEP*
* Sy wonders if he can mindblast these fellows? Doesn't sound like they've got minds..
* Something is unlocking this door like there's nothing threatening shreddy death on the other side. Anyone gonna stop it?
* Kurtlet comes back in... actually about this amount of time, kitted up. The kit involves knives, a machete and two pistols.
Catacombs: *note, for the record, that letting the two-dozen homicidal man-eaters into the Sanc is probably unwise, AVF or no.*
Kurtlet: ...Wait we should go to them.
Kurtlet: Damn, I wish the door wasn't solid.
Something: But they're right here. Inches away.
Kurtlet: Ja. But we can't hurt them in here.
Kurtlet: And they could wreck up the place.
* Adora does not appear armed or intimidated by this, frankly. Although she looks thoughtful, weighing her options with Dera's Law.
Something: We can feed off them.
Sy: Please don't open that door, Thing Too.
Kurtlet: ...Well good for you then. I can't teleport blind. If you can safely, just pop us to the other side of the door.
Sy: Yes.
* Kurtlet CAN teleport blind, it's just an act of supreme will and still a very bad idea.
Something: We are not Father, Kurt.
Kurtlet: Hmm. Okay.
Sy: Regardless, I will not let you open this door.
Sy: *if Something is unlocking locks, they're locking themselves again.*
Kurtlet: Oh! Here, I have an idea.
* Kurtlet crawls up to the ceiling.
Adora: That being? o,o?
* Something s left eye sticks out its tongue at the locks.
Kurtlet: Here, give me your hand Thing Too. We'll teleport in at ceiling level, then we don't get splinched and we get the drop on them!
Something: Brilliant!
* Something holds up both hands, and weighs nearly nothing.
* Sy 's mun has a sudden vision of Guiness Beer being held by thing too.
Adora: Do be careful?
Sy: Yes.
Adora: I'm not sure if I'm permitted to interfere, unless I'm directly attacked.
Kurtlet: Don't worry. If it's bad I'll get us back.
Sy: I simply do not know enough about this situation to interfere, though please call for help if you need such.
* Kurtlet hauls Thing Too up.
Kurtlet: Here, hold on to me. Ready?
* Something holds on!
* Kurtlet bamfs!
HALLWAY LEADING TO THE CATACOMBS
* Kurtlet appears in a great burst of glowing yellow brimstone!
Catacombs: *there are, indeed, about two dozen furious ghouls in here, crowded around the door. They screech at the sudden light, but the shock is soon supplanted by a collective howl of rage.*
* Catacombs is now known as Ghouls
* Ghouls are green-grey semi-human, semi-canine things with hooved feet. They smell like grave-rot and dirt.
* Kurtlet howls right on back, nice and loud, looking every inch a demon out of hell
Ghouls: *one of them throws a rock*
* Kurtlet ducks the rock, barely, and tries to find a spot to toss the Thing
* Something will try to land over -there-, outside the mass of the pack.
* Kurtlet hucks him a bit and then it's hack and slash time. Ow, rocks. OW! ROCKS!
Ghouls: *one of them, one of the larger ones, points to Something, and screeches something. Half the ghouls break off, and go after the Thing, and half try to swarm Kurtlet. Both groups attach with not only rocks, but claws and vicious canine teeth, and somewhat abovehuman strength.*
* Something is abruptly less human, limbs all elongating and harder to grasp than a madman's train of thought, and it goes for the eyes.
* Kurtlet snarls and drops right into the middle of them, aiming for hamstrings, legs, necks. He resists the urge to bite back. These things probably taste worse than they smell.
Ghouls: *They really do. The Thing's group try to grab for his limbs, pull them out and strangle him with them, smash them with rocks... and Kurt's group are more concerned -- after the first flash fo metal, the first pained animal screaming -- with grabbing his sword arm,a nd trying to force it from him.*
* Something thought it was doing pretty well until the first one caught a hand. Shit.
Kurtlet: That's the thing. Kurt has *three* sword-arms, and isn't hiding behind his sword but using it. If they want it, he'll let it go rather than loose the upper hand.
* Something reaches for the closest ghoul's face, trying to make contact before he loses a hand.
Ghouls: *they definitely want the sword! But only for a moment? And wait, that one there wants to give it back! In, um, his ribs,.*
Kurtlet: AUGH! *BAMF*
Ghouls: *it tries to bite his thumb off, but the Thing can still make contact.*
* Kurtlet reappears at ceiling level again. Now he is PISSED OFF. Gun time.
* Something can force an awful lot of nightmare and debilitating madness through a contact! But agh, thumb.
Ghouls: *that one screeps, and clutches at its head, trying to flee on wobbly hooves.*
* Something lets go, and scrambles back, trying to get out of the pack.
Ghouls: *once the gun is fired, the whole atmosphere changes. There's screaming,a dn they start to try to flee down the tunnel again.*
* Kurtlet shoots at the fucker who stabbed him. At this range, it's fucking hard to miss. Then it's whoever is attacking the Thing. Then it's... well there's a whole huge bunch of them all together in a group, so have fun with some bullets, ghouls.
* Something presses itself against a wall, nursing its hand against its chest and staying out of the new firing range.
Ghouls: *that one is shot! it screams, and falls to the ground -- dead, if Kurt was aiming for the head, rapidly bleeding if at the chest or elsewhere. The rest are pushign and shoving, trying to flee.*
* Kurtlet wasn't aiming for it's kidneys, that's for sure. He'll keep shooting as long as they are in sight and he has bullets.
* Something ... :,: slinks over to see if the dead one still has its eyes.
Ghouls: *At least three more are shot, two of them managing to flee. The third, a smaller one, is hit int he hip and falls tot he ground. The others disappear into the darkness, if not chased after.*
Ghouls: *it does!*
Kurtlet: Well damn.
Ghouls: *golden canine-eyes*
* Ghouls is now known as Ghoul
* Kurtlet 's ears are ringing. Lots of shooting in an enclosed space is bad for ears
* Something can has them, then. Plucknom? It's only fair, since one of them got its thumb.
* Kurtlet finds this disturbing ... but let's make sure there isn't any further threat. He drops to the floor, grunting, and limps down the hall a short way.
Ghoul: *there is eyes!*
Ghoul: *there's still the one shot in the hip, Kurt! Still alive!*
* Ghoul tries not to make noise, though little whimpery noises are made through its teeth. It tries to drag itself, injured hip and bleeding and all, into the shadows before it's noticed.
* Kurtlet can see perfectly well in the dark. He brings his gun up. "Freeze." One bullet. He has just one.
* Ghoul freezes. o_o
Something: "More?" "Is it more?"
Kurtlet: It's alive. Check the others.
Kurtlet: You. Do you understand me?
* Ghoul chitters, sounding panicked. Just don't kill me!
* Something sidles along the wall past Kurt and the injured, looking for more.
Kurtlet: Go, then. Tell the others not to come back.
* Kurtlet makes shooing motions with his gun.
Something: "Nooo."
Something: "No, we tell them nothing."
Kurtlet: It isn't fighting anymore. And we do NOT want them coming back.
* Ghoul flinches, and tries to drag itself away. It's not doing too well, really, hoof clopping against the stone. But, well, give it time.
Kurtlet: ...Well at this rate it wouldn't get anywhere anyway.
Kurtlet: I wonder if Herr Crane would like it.
Something: "So we kill it and pile the bones against the door."
* Something circles around behind it, moving too smoothly. "It's what Father would do."
* Ghoul shrinks away from the Thing, trying to look very small. It's mostly stopped bleeding by now, thank otherworldly constitution, but it looks paler than even the others did.
Kurtlet: We have other ones to pile... Though maybe not near the door. The smell would be bad. Herr Crane studies zombies and monsters. We should see if he would like this one. Then we know more about them.
Something: "It is still a threat." "We'll blind it, and give it to him to take care of."
Ghoul: O_O
Kurtlet: ...Alright. Watch it, I will try to get ahold of Some and Crane.
* Kurtlet pulls out a cellphone
* Something slinks forward to grab it by the shoulders.
* Ghoul tries to pull away! OH GOD NO.
* Something grins at it. Gringringrin. Can it has an eye?
* Ghoul would say noplz. But it really doesn't have much of a say.
* Sy has quit IRC (Exit: come on, sweet catastrophe. )
* Kurtlet doesn't speak chittering, unfortunately
(( .... Hello?))
Kurtlet: Herr Crane? It's Kurt.
Kurtlet: I have caught a ghoul in the catacombs by the Sanctuary. Do you want it?
(( Oh! Hello Kurt! You have a ghoul!))
Kurtlet: I do. They attacked someone. I killed some and there was a little one that I shot in the hip. Since you are studying stuff like this, I thought you might like it.
* Something touches its face, sliding its fingers up its cheeks. Slow can be fun too.
* Ghoul stares up at the Thing, eyes wide. Frozen with terror.
* Kurtlet glances back and sees this. :/
(( What sort of ghoul is it?))
Kurtlet: I don't know. It has hooves and yellow eyes. ...Which I think the Thing is about to remove.
* Something presses right under one eye with a thumb.
* Ghoul SCREAMS.
(( hmmmm...))
Kurtlet: ENOUGH!
Kurtlet: Stop!
* Njoki comes a tumbling in. "What the hell?!"
(( Have any of them manifested any unusual powers?))
Kurtlet: What?
Kurtlet: Sorry, sorry, it's...
(( I don't want to have difficulty -keeping- it. Does it do magic?))
Kurtlet: It seems to- oh hi Njoki.
* Ghoul shoves its hand in the THing's face,a dn tries to push it away, and RUn./
* Something pauses just for a moment, but it's not going to -listen.- "Noo..."
* Njoki stops short and giggle-snarls. "What is going on here?"
Kurtlet: SHIT!
* Kurtlet bamfs to right in front of the ghoul to try to grapple
(( hm?))
* Something snarls with both eyes and grabs for its throat.
* Ghoul is grappled. And grabbed.
(( ...?))
Kurtlet: Ghouls! Attacked a guy. Were all up by the door. *grunt* Twenty of them.
Kurtlet: *Kurt's phone has clattered to the floor, mid-conversation*
* Ghoul stays. Very. Still. o_o
* Something hauls back on it.
Njoki: "Yes, I see that, but it's hurt. Leave it alone." She's rapidly shifting towards non-human and when she comes closer, her joints crackle and shift.
Kurtlet: I was going to see if Herr Crane wanted to study it.
Njoki: "You -what-? It's a sentient creature."
Something: "Filthy things, pretend monsters, trying to bite and claw..."
* Kurtlet is still holding the ghoul.
Kurtlet: ...I thought they were like zombies.
* Kurtlet is not paying full attention to the ghoul though
Njoki: "Something, please, leave him to me. Kurt, -go-. Just...fuck, so? Zombies are ... they're not just -meat-, Kurt."
* Ghoul is still holdign very still, and letting hiself be dragged. Hald around throat = don't be stupid.
* Kurtlet lets go, then, slipping between it and the Thing.
Ghoul: ((*holding; himself; hand))
* Njoki is wavering between furious and disgusted. Let's see what wins! Either way, Snape is going to get a call about this.
* Something almost snarls at her, then really notes who it is, and just scowls, not letting go. "We fought, we eat."
Kurtlet: C'mon, Thing Too. You got the other one's eyes.
Njoki: "What from him will you eat and what will that do to him?"
* Kurtlet keeps moving back. He won't force the Thing to let go. ...Where's the phone?
* Njoki 's shoulders crackle and dislocate for a moment. Then she's leaning forward, like a gorilla, on much longer arms.
Kurtlet: o___o
Something: "Madness is all in the eyes."
* Kurtlet is going to be small now. There's the phone. He snags it with his tail.
Njoki: "He is scared, not fully mad." Her voice trails off into a giggle.
* Kurtlet talks softly into the phone. "Herr Crane?"
(( Mmhm?))
Kurtlet: No ghoul. Sorry, I'll call you back."
(( Oh, don't trouble yourself over it.))
Kurtlet: Thing Too, we should go, ok?
Njoki: "-Please-, Something. Don't take anything he can't grow back."
(( You can feel free to call back if it starts screaming again...))
* Kurtlet is distracted by the phone again. "O-okay. I don't think that... Okay, I'll call you later. Bye." *click*
* Something holds up its maimed hand. "They didn't care!"
Njoki: "That was in the heat of a fight, that was fair. This is different." She slowly walks over to him, her head down.
* Ghoul has closed its eyes, and is hanging limp. Too much talking, and it can barely deal with English anyway. Just... let something happen.
* Something drags it back a step. "It's already killed. A predator can't survive with a shot leg."
Njoki: "He will heal. They -heal- from this and worse. I -know- their kind." Please?
* Something glances back into the dark, and then up at the ceiling, and then back at her. "Why? -We
Something: 're your friends. And the monsterman they tried to kill."
* Kurtlet is in soooo much trouble. But he said he'd look out for the things. "So we let this one go, now, and it tells the others not to come back. Plan A, remember?"
Njoki: "He would not want them to suffer like this. I don't want them to suffer. There is enough pain." A little, conciliatory whine? "What Kurt says."
* Something lets it go, shoving it away abruptly and drawing itself in to its normal size. Bah. "We're hungry."
* Ghoul tries to pull itself up -- it gets up to a decent sorta-hunch! -- and lope away as fast as it can.
* Njoki looks to Kurt and then to the Thing. She has an idea, but it would be better if there wasn't a student here.
Kurtlet: I- ... *looks back at the Thing and to her. He can't just leave the Thing!*
* Something turns to head back to the Sanctuary, not wanting to stay around either of them now. "Father will feed us, then."
Kurtlet: ... :(
* Njoki hangs her head and wuffs. How's the Ghoul doing? Is he gone?
* Ghoul is gone. He has a decent chance of making it back, really.
* Something wants to stomp out. Did Njoki open the heavily-locked (from that side) door to get down here?
* Njoki PIN'd to the other side.
* Something pounds at the door then.
Kurtlet: ...D'you want me to? *offers his hand to teleport Thing to the other side*
Something: No.
* Njoki will now try and shift back to something resembling human before dealing with the rest of this mess. Oy. "Kurt, we're gonna clean up the bodies, give 'em some respect and then we're going to go talk to Snape."
* Kurtlet drops his hand... and then shrinks further down, tail wrapping around his legs. "Yes'm."
Njoki: "...but, first, Thing. Do you want to borrow my PINpoint? I have an address in here that may be of use."
Kurtlet: .__.
Something: "We're going to Father."
Njoki: "You can call him through my PINpoint."
* Kurtlet closes his eyes. That doesn't sound good.*
Njoki: "...or, if you are still hungry, I have friends who would feed you."
* Something s eyes grumble to one another... but it pauses and looks back at her. "Feed us which meal?"
Njoki: "Whichever pleases you most."
* Kurtlet looks up at Njoki. He'll do whatever she wants, just help make Some's life not be more difficult.
* Harkness eyes the locks and chains. Is he gonna need a lockpick for this stuff? "I don't eat people. Too stringy." That's a joke, Kacey. Don't let the crazy guy scare you. He knocks at the door. "Hey, hang on! It's all locked up from this end! What's the problem in there?" ... Let's assume it's /not/ a horrible monster?
* Njoki hears Jack. Shit. They've got to hurry. Choose, Thing.
Kurtlet: *from inside* It's ok. We've got it under control. Unlocking the door is good though. ...Herr Capitan?!"
* Something looks past her, at Kurt, and shakes its head. "Thank you."
Njoki: "Then some other time. The offer will stand for whenever you want it."
* Kurtlet has heard HARKNESS'S VOICE!
* Something speaks to the door. "We scared the monsters awy, open up!"
* Something nods to her.
* Kurtlet ...possibly also smells like blood. Because he got stabbed. Not that he's saying anything about that right now.
Njoki: "Right. When they get down here -- Kurt, you get patched up, then we're going to take care of the dead." (Yis!)
Kurtlet: "Okay."
* Harkness has joined #thecatacombs
* Something did already eat the eyes out of the one Kurt shot dead.
* Njoki is standing by a dead ghoul and looking rather less-than-human.
* Kurtlet is in a hallway with a dead, eyeless, hoofed...creature. He's hunched down small, but grins HUGELY to see Harkness
* Something is too tall to be Some, but there
Kurtlet: Hallo! You're back! :D :D :D
Something: is definitely a strong family resemblance. Except that its eyes are mouths, and they're a little bloody.
* Harkness blinks at all this. "Hello. Yes. What's ... going on?"
Something: They started it.
Kurtlet: Er. There were some ghouls. They attacked Pickman, bit him all up, and they were all howling here. So we... uhm. Well it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Njoki: "H'lo, Harkness. It's been an odd evening. I wasn't here for the start, but Kurt has been injured and needs some attention, I believe. Then he's coming back to help me with the ghoul." She gestures to the dead body.
* Something slips past Jack and up the stairs to the Sanctuary.
* Kacey has joined #thecatacombs
* Kurtlet watches the thing go. :/
Kurtlet: *Thing
* Harkness lets the ... Some-ish Thing past. "Right. Where's Pickman?"
* Njoki crouches down by that same, eyeless body and turns it so she can see his face. "He's at home. In bed. Smelling like crap."
Kurtlet: He went... to find you, actually. *turning to Njoki*
Kurtlet: Ah.
* Something is now known as Hats
* Harkness hears Kacey squeaking from upstairs. Oh, God. Where the hell is Leoben? Or Kara? "Anything I can do?" Other than unlocking the door. He's a helper.
* Kacey wanders vaguely downward to see what's going on. At least there's people down here, even if it's creepy people.
Kurtlet: I'll just...uhm. Go get the first aid kit.
* Kurtlet slips by Kacey. He's a blue fuzzy demon elfy looking guy with a stab wound in his side!
* Kacey is a small blonde ten-year-old trying to find out what's going on down here.
Njoki: "I think that's about all that needs doing. I'm going to take this gent to my cabin, when Kurt is bandaged, can you give him the PIN coordinates to there?"
* Harkness ... is going to have to super protective of this kid, isn't he? Yes, he is. "Hey, hey, hey. C'mon, sweetie, we're going back upstairs. Nothing to see here." Except an eyeless dead ghoul, apparently. He tactfully puts his coat between that and Kacey. "Will do, 'Ki. Call me if you need anything else?"
* Kacey has nightmares worse than that on a weekly basis. B| "What happened?"
Njoki: "Same goes for you." Right. Well, time to PIN out with Deadguy. Huzzah.
* Harkness mother-hens Kacey back upstairs. "Ghouls or something. I don't know. Let's go see if that cute li'l blue guy is okay, huh?"
Kacey: . . . okay. =/
* Kacey is herded back upstairs. UNDER PROTEST. It's so not fair she's so tiny :(
MENSROOM
* Kurtlet comes back up. He has been stabbed and looks a little bit yelled-at. First aid kit get.
* Kurtlet will... go deal with this in #themensroom
* Harkness Sanctuary gets! With Kacey. And he'll put that gun away eventually, you just watch. He looks around for Kurt. Who's ... gone with the first aid kit, apparently. "Kurt?" Looooud Jack is loud.
* Kurtlet possibly left a bit of a blood trail going into the mensroom. Which will say "Ja? I'm in here." Ow-panty.
* Harkness sees, oh, a trail of blood. He follows it to the mensroom and inside. =/
* Kurtlet has gotten his shirt off.
* Kurtlet has a big old stab wound in his right side, in the gap right between the last two ribs. So the shirt thing is a bit of a personal victory, really.
* Harkness edges in and winces. "Hell. You should see a doctor. Or go to the infirmary." Either way, Jack's got his coat off and motioning Kurt onto the nearest counterspace very soon. "Let me have a look."
* Kurtlet is... dealing with it extremely calmly for a 16 year old who just got stabbed. He's cleaning his hands. There is a red tattoo that shows through the fur on his inner left forearm. "X3"
Kurtlet: It is not so bad.
Kurtlet: I just... mobility, you know?
* Kurtlet is biddable as far as examinings go.
Harkness: "I know. But I've got to be a good, responsible semi-teacher type and give you the whole spiel about proper wound care and stuff." This is true. He rolls up his sleeves, washes his hands, and snaps up on a pair of gloves from the first aid kit before getting into the full examining of the wound.
Kurtlet: I got it, actually. This is nothing, really. I sewed a guy's stomach up the other day. Looked like he'd been mauled by a bear.
* Kacey is peering around the corner of the door, quietly curious about what's going on.
Kurtlet: It's good to see you, sir. Where've you been?
* Harkness eyebrow arches - both at the graphic and new information from Kurt ... and the bit of Kacey he can see in the restroom mirror. "Nowhere pleasant. How's everything been? At school and all." He works on cleaning the stab wound.
* Kurtlet sucks in a hissing breath, but holds still. "Sorry to hear that. We missed you. This Hornblower is giving your classes and... so it is not my favorite class but he's only a /little/ better than if Snape was teaching the class."
* Harkness chuckles a little. "Oh, /God/. If I knew Hornblower was going to take over, I wouldn't have gone. Sorry. I'll talk to Snape soon about hopefully getting back on." Distracting conversation is a go while he cleans the wound and patches it up. "There's only gauze and /tape/ in here. That'll be unpleasant coming off."
Kurtlet: "Ja, well. That's what I get for having fur." Resiiiigned. "You should come back! ...Savvy and I have had almost daily detentions since you've been gone. He's just...she can't help it and then I have to laugh because it's funny and then it's lines or cleaning cauldrons or a squid for a day. The last one is not so bad, but I'm...pretty glad that there's no permanent record type of thing."
Harkness: "I know. He's a strict asshole type. And can't be too informed about the whole sex thing, anyway. Does he get all flustered and babble on about nothing trying to follow my lesson plan?" Kurt gets a very big gauze bandage and lots of tape to hold it in place - with an apologetic look from Jack. "That'll need an actual doctor to look at it. I want you in the infirmary as soon as you finish up...
Harkness: ...with Njoki. Anything else hurting?"
* Kurtlet GRINS when Harkness calls another teacher an asshole. Ohhh he has MISSED you, sir! He doesn't even notice the tape. "He is okay as long as we are reading it. Discussion is... not so much." He looks down at his side. Hello side. "Ja. ...Off to more detention I go. I tell you, the nexus is the only place where you get in trouble for fighting attacking monsters."
* Harkness must've missed this Njoki being a teacher thing. Wow, the things he's behind on. "Well, if it's detention from Njoki, I'm sure she's got a damn good reason. Just go and get it over with and try to pay attention. I'll check in on you later." Kurt can has some PIN coordinates to Njoki's!
* Kurtlet coordinates get. "Danke. I'll either be in the infirmary or in the cottage at the school. Gabe lives there now and I have a room. ...Thanks, Herr Kapitan." He really means it. There are probably more scars that can be traced under his fur than there at all should be. It means a lot to be taken care of.
* Harkness smiles. Hey, actually /helping/ someone for a change is nice. "Any time, Blue." He means it, too! "Now get on to your detention and give 'Ki my regards. You've both got my number if anything else comes up." He offers Kurt his shirt back.
* Kurtlet takes it and grimaces at the blood and the tear. He'll go get a new one real quick on the way. ...Wait Harkness just called him 'Blue!' HEE! "Yessir." :D "See you later, then!"
* Kurtlet PINs out rather than bamfing. Easier with the wound.
* Harkness gives him a bit of a wave before he goes, then sets about cleaning up before heading out of the restroom and back into the Sanctuary.
NJOKI'S
Njoki: [The cabin is really just a glorified hunter's shack with a small lean-to like shed stuck on the back. Inside that shed is Njoki, the body up on a table, and a small, one burner campstove heating a pot of warm, herbal water.]
* Kurtlet PINs in, all patched up and wearing a fresh shirt. "Hallo?"
* Njoki steps out from the lean-to part, "Hello Kurt. C'mon in, it's cold as hell out here. Are you sure you're well enough?"
* Kurtlet looks around as he heads over. "I'm ok. You live here?"
Njoki: "No, I live in L.A., but I work out here." She holds the door open and lets him in. This smaller building really only has enough room for the body on a table, the small stove, and a couple chairs. The roof is high, but steeply slanted.
Njoki: ( http://www.tjbailey.com/wampus/shack8.jpg -- Where the blue tarp is, is a slightly more permanent sort of lean-to.)
* Kurtlet keeps peering around. He's got enough sense not to ask more about 'working out'. "...I think the Nexus is the only place where you can get in trouble for fighting with attacking monsters. This one really was trying to kill me. It's the one that stuck me."
Njoki: "You're not in trouble for this, Kurt. If you want, you can leave. Or if you don't feel well, you can leave. But I'm going to prepare him and get him ready for what counts as last rites." She motions that he can sit, if he'd like but she's going to take a rag, wet it down in the warm water and wash the body.
* Kurtlet is a bit nonplussed. It certainly sounded like he was in trouble before. His side hurts like hell but as long as he doesn't move around too much he should be ok. "I thought ghouls were already undead."
Njoki: "Some are. These ones were all once human." If he wants to help, there's another rag. "And even the undead aren't...they're not all animals. The sentient ones usually outnumber the others."
* Kurtlet takes the rag. He can do this one-handed. For now. "You know a lot about these ones? I'm sorry. I had not seen them before."
Njoki: "I do. They have their own language and are very different from the humans they once were, but not so different that they don't remember us." She's taking care of the face and one side of his chest. "Pickman, my friend, he will be one of them very soon."
Kurtlet: "I'm glad we didn't kill the little one then. I was going to let it go at first, but it looked too badly wounded. Herr Crane was studying zombies, so that's why I called him. ...Then everything happened very quickly." He'll wash this arm here then.
Njoki: "They can heal from most injuries." She puts a small bundle of herbs in each eyesocket. "...how is he studying them?"
Kurtlet: "From what I know, he had taken a lot of different kinds from different worlds." He's feeling a litle sluggish. Probably the herbs and hot air.
Njoki: "He's ... oh god, I hope I'm wrong." She looks about as ill as he does. "Thank you, Kurt. I would appreciate it if you didn't offer Doctor Crane any other creatures you find; dead or not, they can still suffer. Headmaster Snape will likely want to speak to you, but I think you should either see a proper nurse or go get some rest."
Kurtlet: "He doesn't have anymore right now anyway." He puts the rag back. "If...if Pickman is becoming a ghoul, why were they chasing him like that? He looked bad."
Njoki: "Anyone who's spoken to Pickman for more than five minutes is tempted to do that to him. I'm saying this and he's as close to family as I've got." She finishes up and then puts her rag away as well, "Now. I'm crap at most of this, but are you going to be okay? Not just from the stab, but from whatever else happened."
* Kurtlet frowns for a moment. "I'm ok. Thank you for... the thing with the Thing. Stuff with them and Some is always very hard. Heh, ja I'd better go. I'm not making any sense. Should I tell anyone to come and help you with this one?"
Njoki: "No, I'll talk to Pickman or get in contact his family and make sure he's well taken care of." There's a bit of a smile, but she's still worried about whatever Crane is doing. That's a little too close to home for her liking.
* Kurtlet nods. Door. Door is here. Oh wait, moron, you've got a PINpoint. "Okay. Thank you."
* Kurtlet will be eloquent again after he sleeps. And has some spinach or something.
Njoki: "You're welcome, Kurt, and thank you for coming here." It -means- something that you didn't run away from the dead guy.
Kurtlet: "Bitte. Aufweidersehen." And he PINs away.
* Njoki will finish with a bit more rosemary and probably some bay leaves. ....yeah, that's ghoul funerary customs for you.
After all that excitement, Kurt is laid up in the infirmary at PrIME.
* Kurtlet bamfs in. *BAMF!*
* Sabrina[Doll] is bored with just watching stuff, slips out to go do something.
fangy][Grey: Well, they /theoretically/ can't hurt you in here.
Adora: Hello. :.:
* Sabrina[Doll] is now known as Normie[Distracted]
* Pickman yelps.
* Pickman is not doing well.
Pickman: FUCK!
Kurtlet: Hal-lo?
Kurtlet: O__o
Kurtlet: It's ok. I'm not a demon.
fangy][Grey: Hey there.
Sy: Apparently he was attacked by ghouls in the catacombs.
* Something is still chittering at the thigns beyond the door in Grue.
Kurtlet: Oh. Are you in one piece? Do you need a medic?
* Pickman mutters a long string of curses the mun doesn't want to bother with, under his breath. "....ki. Where the fucking fuck is /Ki?"
fangy][Grey: I'll go look for 'er.
Something: Nnnnnnjoki?
fangy][Grey: Stay righ there, eh.
Pickman: *Ghouls: *do not speak your moonspeak, sir!**
Kurtlet: Oh, hallo Thing One. :)
Sy: He appears to be in shape, aside from peeling skin and being faintly odorous.
* Sy has possible the worst sense of smell ever.
* fangy][Grey goes ... somewhere. Likely LA-ward, looking for Njoki.
* Pickman is also covered in Ghoul-bites, and bleeding.
Something: We are Thing Too!
* fangy][Grey is now known as Fangy][out
* Masterbot has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
Kurtlet: Ah! Thing Too then!
* Something does say Too and not Two.
* Pickman follows him, still shaking.
* Pickman is now known as Pickman[out]
Kurtlet: Here, let me get the first aid... nevermind
Kurtlet: :(
Kurtlet: There are ghouls downstairs?
* Sy figures PIckman is okay, as he's being creative as usual. *shruggage.*
Something: Let's go seeee.
Kurtlet: ...Hmm.
Kurtlet: Okay.
Kurtlet: >:)
Kurtlet: Give me a sec.
* Something goes for the locks. BD
* Pickman[out] is now known as Catacombs
* Kurtlet goes down the hall to his room for a sec
Catacombs: *POUNDPOUNDSKREECHMEEP*
* Sy wonders if he can mindblast these fellows? Doesn't sound like they've got minds..
* Something is unlocking this door like there's nothing threatening shreddy death on the other side. Anyone gonna stop it?
* Kurtlet comes back in... actually about this amount of time, kitted up. The kit involves knives, a machete and two pistols.
Catacombs: *note, for the record, that letting the two-dozen homicidal man-eaters into the Sanc is probably unwise, AVF or no.*
Kurtlet: ...Wait we should go to them.
Kurtlet: Damn, I wish the door wasn't solid.
Something: But they're right here. Inches away.
Kurtlet: Ja. But we can't hurt them in here.
Kurtlet: And they could wreck up the place.
* Adora does not appear armed or intimidated by this, frankly. Although she looks thoughtful, weighing her options with Dera's Law.
Something: We can feed off them.
Sy: Please don't open that door, Thing Too.
Kurtlet: ...Well good for you then. I can't teleport blind. If you can safely, just pop us to the other side of the door.
Sy: Yes.
* Kurtlet CAN teleport blind, it's just an act of supreme will and still a very bad idea.
Something: We are not Father, Kurt.
Kurtlet: Hmm. Okay.
Sy: Regardless, I will not let you open this door.
Sy: *if Something is unlocking locks, they're locking themselves again.*
Kurtlet: Oh! Here, I have an idea.
* Kurtlet crawls up to the ceiling.
Adora: That being? o,o?
* Something s left eye sticks out its tongue at the locks.
Kurtlet: Here, give me your hand Thing Too. We'll teleport in at ceiling level, then we don't get splinched and we get the drop on them!
Something: Brilliant!
* Something holds up both hands, and weighs nearly nothing.
* Sy 's mun has a sudden vision of Guiness Beer being held by thing too.
Adora: Do be careful?
Sy: Yes.
Adora: I'm not sure if I'm permitted to interfere, unless I'm directly attacked.
Kurtlet: Don't worry. If it's bad I'll get us back.
Sy: I simply do not know enough about this situation to interfere, though please call for help if you need such.
* Kurtlet hauls Thing Too up.
Kurtlet: Here, hold on to me. Ready?
* Something holds on!
* Kurtlet bamfs!
HALLWAY LEADING TO THE CATACOMBS
* Kurtlet appears in a great burst of glowing yellow brimstone!
Catacombs: *there are, indeed, about two dozen furious ghouls in here, crowded around the door. They screech at the sudden light, but the shock is soon supplanted by a collective howl of rage.*
* Catacombs is now known as Ghouls
* Ghouls are green-grey semi-human, semi-canine things with hooved feet. They smell like grave-rot and dirt.
* Kurtlet howls right on back, nice and loud, looking every inch a demon out of hell
Ghouls: *one of them throws a rock*
* Kurtlet ducks the rock, barely, and tries to find a spot to toss the Thing
* Something will try to land over -there-, outside the mass of the pack.
* Kurtlet hucks him a bit and then it's hack and slash time. Ow, rocks. OW! ROCKS!
Ghouls: *one of them, one of the larger ones, points to Something, and screeches something. Half the ghouls break off, and go after the Thing, and half try to swarm Kurtlet. Both groups attach with not only rocks, but claws and vicious canine teeth, and somewhat abovehuman strength.*
* Something is abruptly less human, limbs all elongating and harder to grasp than a madman's train of thought, and it goes for the eyes.
* Kurtlet snarls and drops right into the middle of them, aiming for hamstrings, legs, necks. He resists the urge to bite back. These things probably taste worse than they smell.
Ghouls: *They really do. The Thing's group try to grab for his limbs, pull them out and strangle him with them, smash them with rocks... and Kurt's group are more concerned -- after the first flash fo metal, the first pained animal screaming -- with grabbing his sword arm,a nd trying to force it from him.*
* Something thought it was doing pretty well until the first one caught a hand. Shit.
Kurtlet: That's the thing. Kurt has *three* sword-arms, and isn't hiding behind his sword but using it. If they want it, he'll let it go rather than loose the upper hand.
* Something reaches for the closest ghoul's face, trying to make contact before he loses a hand.
Ghouls: *they definitely want the sword! But only for a moment? And wait, that one there wants to give it back! In, um, his ribs,.*
Kurtlet: AUGH! *BAMF*
Ghouls: *it tries to bite his thumb off, but the Thing can still make contact.*
* Kurtlet reappears at ceiling level again. Now he is PISSED OFF. Gun time.
* Something can force an awful lot of nightmare and debilitating madness through a contact! But agh, thumb.
Ghouls: *that one screeps, and clutches at its head, trying to flee on wobbly hooves.*
* Something lets go, and scrambles back, trying to get out of the pack.
Ghouls: *once the gun is fired, the whole atmosphere changes. There's screaming,a dn they start to try to flee down the tunnel again.*
* Kurtlet shoots at the fucker who stabbed him. At this range, it's fucking hard to miss. Then it's whoever is attacking the Thing. Then it's... well there's a whole huge bunch of them all together in a group, so have fun with some bullets, ghouls.
* Something presses itself against a wall, nursing its hand against its chest and staying out of the new firing range.
Ghouls: *that one is shot! it screams, and falls to the ground -- dead, if Kurt was aiming for the head, rapidly bleeding if at the chest or elsewhere. The rest are pushign and shoving, trying to flee.*
* Kurtlet wasn't aiming for it's kidneys, that's for sure. He'll keep shooting as long as they are in sight and he has bullets.
* Something ... :,: slinks over to see if the dead one still has its eyes.
Ghouls: *At least three more are shot, two of them managing to flee. The third, a smaller one, is hit int he hip and falls tot he ground. The others disappear into the darkness, if not chased after.*
Ghouls: *it does!*
Kurtlet: Well damn.
Ghouls: *golden canine-eyes*
* Ghouls is now known as Ghoul
* Kurtlet 's ears are ringing. Lots of shooting in an enclosed space is bad for ears
* Something can has them, then. Plucknom? It's only fair, since one of them got its thumb.
* Kurtlet finds this disturbing ... but let's make sure there isn't any further threat. He drops to the floor, grunting, and limps down the hall a short way.
Ghoul: *there is eyes!*
Ghoul: *there's still the one shot in the hip, Kurt! Still alive!*
* Ghoul tries not to make noise, though little whimpery noises are made through its teeth. It tries to drag itself, injured hip and bleeding and all, into the shadows before it's noticed.
* Kurtlet can see perfectly well in the dark. He brings his gun up. "Freeze." One bullet. He has just one.
* Ghoul freezes. o_o
Something: "More?" "Is it more?"
Kurtlet: It's alive. Check the others.
Kurtlet: You. Do you understand me?
* Ghoul chitters, sounding panicked. Just don't kill me!
* Something sidles along the wall past Kurt and the injured, looking for more.
Kurtlet: Go, then. Tell the others not to come back.
* Kurtlet makes shooing motions with his gun.
Something: "Nooo."
Something: "No, we tell them nothing."
Kurtlet: It isn't fighting anymore. And we do NOT want them coming back.
* Ghoul flinches, and tries to drag itself away. It's not doing too well, really, hoof clopping against the stone. But, well, give it time.
Kurtlet: ...Well at this rate it wouldn't get anywhere anyway.
Kurtlet: I wonder if Herr Crane would like it.
Something: "So we kill it and pile the bones against the door."
* Something circles around behind it, moving too smoothly. "It's what Father would do."
* Ghoul shrinks away from the Thing, trying to look very small. It's mostly stopped bleeding by now, thank otherworldly constitution, but it looks paler than even the others did.
Kurtlet: We have other ones to pile... Though maybe not near the door. The smell would be bad. Herr Crane studies zombies and monsters. We should see if he would like this one. Then we know more about them.
Something: "It is still a threat." "We'll blind it, and give it to him to take care of."
Ghoul: O_O
Kurtlet: ...Alright. Watch it, I will try to get ahold of Some and Crane.
* Kurtlet pulls out a cellphone
* Something slinks forward to grab it by the shoulders.
* Ghoul tries to pull away! OH GOD NO.
* Something grins at it. Gringringrin. Can it has an eye?
* Ghoul would say noplz. But it really doesn't have much of a say.
* Sy has quit IRC (Exit: come on, sweet catastrophe. )
* Kurtlet doesn't speak chittering, unfortunately
(( .... Hello?))
Kurtlet: Herr Crane? It's Kurt.
Kurtlet: I have caught a ghoul in the catacombs by the Sanctuary. Do you want it?
(( Oh! Hello Kurt! You have a ghoul!))
Kurtlet: I do. They attacked someone. I killed some and there was a little one that I shot in the hip. Since you are studying stuff like this, I thought you might like it.
* Something touches its face, sliding its fingers up its cheeks. Slow can be fun too.
* Ghoul stares up at the Thing, eyes wide. Frozen with terror.
* Kurtlet glances back and sees this. :/
(( What sort of ghoul is it?))
Kurtlet: I don't know. It has hooves and yellow eyes. ...Which I think the Thing is about to remove.
* Something presses right under one eye with a thumb.
* Ghoul SCREAMS.
(( hmmmm...))
Kurtlet: ENOUGH!
Kurtlet: Stop!
* Njoki comes a tumbling in. "What the hell?!"
(( Have any of them manifested any unusual powers?))
Kurtlet: What?
Kurtlet: Sorry, sorry, it's...
(( I don't want to have difficulty -keeping- it. Does it do magic?))
Kurtlet: It seems to- oh hi Njoki.
* Ghoul shoves its hand in the THing's face,a dn tries to push it away, and RUn./
* Something pauses just for a moment, but it's not going to -listen.- "Noo..."
* Njoki stops short and giggle-snarls. "What is going on here?"
Kurtlet: SHIT!
* Kurtlet bamfs to right in front of the ghoul to try to grapple
(( hm?))
* Something snarls with both eyes and grabs for its throat.
* Ghoul is grappled. And grabbed.
(( ...?))
Kurtlet: Ghouls! Attacked a guy. Were all up by the door. *grunt* Twenty of them.
Kurtlet: *Kurt's phone has clattered to the floor, mid-conversation*
* Ghoul stays. Very. Still. o_o
* Something hauls back on it.
Njoki: "Yes, I see that, but it's hurt. Leave it alone." She's rapidly shifting towards non-human and when she comes closer, her joints crackle and shift.
Kurtlet: I was going to see if Herr Crane wanted to study it.
Njoki: "You -what-? It's a sentient creature."
Something: "Filthy things, pretend monsters, trying to bite and claw..."
* Kurtlet is still holding the ghoul.
Kurtlet: ...I thought they were like zombies.
* Kurtlet is not paying full attention to the ghoul though
Njoki: "Something, please, leave him to me. Kurt, -go-. Just...fuck, so? Zombies are ... they're not just -meat-, Kurt."
* Ghoul is still holdign very still, and letting hiself be dragged. Hald around throat = don't be stupid.
* Kurtlet lets go, then, slipping between it and the Thing.
Ghoul: ((*holding; himself; hand))
* Njoki is wavering between furious and disgusted. Let's see what wins! Either way, Snape is going to get a call about this.
* Something almost snarls at her, then really notes who it is, and just scowls, not letting go. "We fought, we eat."
Kurtlet: C'mon, Thing Too. You got the other one's eyes.
Njoki: "What from him will you eat and what will that do to him?"
* Kurtlet keeps moving back. He won't force the Thing to let go. ...Where's the phone?
* Njoki 's shoulders crackle and dislocate for a moment. Then she's leaning forward, like a gorilla, on much longer arms.
Kurtlet: o___o
Something: "Madness is all in the eyes."
* Kurtlet is going to be small now. There's the phone. He snags it with his tail.
Njoki: "He is scared, not fully mad." Her voice trails off into a giggle.
* Kurtlet talks softly into the phone. "Herr Crane?"
(( Mmhm?))
Kurtlet: No ghoul. Sorry, I'll call you back."
(( Oh, don't trouble yourself over it.))
Kurtlet: Thing Too, we should go, ok?
Njoki: "-Please-, Something. Don't take anything he can't grow back."
(( You can feel free to call back if it starts screaming again...))
* Kurtlet is distracted by the phone again. "O-okay. I don't think that... Okay, I'll call you later. Bye." *click*
* Something holds up its maimed hand. "They didn't care!"
Njoki: "That was in the heat of a fight, that was fair. This is different." She slowly walks over to him, her head down.
* Ghoul has closed its eyes, and is hanging limp. Too much talking, and it can barely deal with English anyway. Just... let something happen.
* Something drags it back a step. "It's already killed. A predator can't survive with a shot leg."
Njoki: "He will heal. They -heal- from this and worse. I -know- their kind." Please?
* Something glances back into the dark, and then up at the ceiling, and then back at her. "Why? -We
Something: 're your friends. And the monsterman they tried to kill."
* Kurtlet is in soooo much trouble. But he said he'd look out for the things. "So we let this one go, now, and it tells the others not to come back. Plan A, remember?"
Njoki: "He would not want them to suffer like this. I don't want them to suffer. There is enough pain." A little, conciliatory whine? "What Kurt says."
* Something lets it go, shoving it away abruptly and drawing itself in to its normal size. Bah. "We're hungry."
* Ghoul tries to pull itself up -- it gets up to a decent sorta-hunch! -- and lope away as fast as it can.
* Njoki looks to Kurt and then to the Thing. She has an idea, but it would be better if there wasn't a student here.
Kurtlet: I- ... *looks back at the Thing and to her. He can't just leave the Thing!*
* Something turns to head back to the Sanctuary, not wanting to stay around either of them now. "Father will feed us, then."
Kurtlet: ... :(
* Njoki hangs her head and wuffs. How's the Ghoul doing? Is he gone?
* Ghoul is gone. He has a decent chance of making it back, really.
* Something wants to stomp out. Did Njoki open the heavily-locked (from that side) door to get down here?
* Njoki PIN'd to the other side.
* Something pounds at the door then.
Kurtlet: ...D'you want me to? *offers his hand to teleport Thing to the other side*
Something: No.
* Njoki will now try and shift back to something resembling human before dealing with the rest of this mess. Oy. "Kurt, we're gonna clean up the bodies, give 'em some respect and then we're going to go talk to Snape."
* Kurtlet drops his hand... and then shrinks further down, tail wrapping around his legs. "Yes'm."
Njoki: "...but, first, Thing. Do you want to borrow my PINpoint? I have an address in here that may be of use."
Kurtlet: .__.
Something: "We're going to Father."
Njoki: "You can call him through my PINpoint."
* Kurtlet closes his eyes. That doesn't sound good.*
Njoki: "...or, if you are still hungry, I have friends who would feed you."
* Something s eyes grumble to one another... but it pauses and looks back at her. "Feed us which meal?"
Njoki: "Whichever pleases you most."
* Kurtlet looks up at Njoki. He'll do whatever she wants, just help make Some's life not be more difficult.
* Harkness eyes the locks and chains. Is he gonna need a lockpick for this stuff? "I don't eat people. Too stringy." That's a joke, Kacey. Don't let the crazy guy scare you. He knocks at the door. "Hey, hang on! It's all locked up from this end! What's the problem in there?" ... Let's assume it's /not/ a horrible monster?
* Njoki hears Jack. Shit. They've got to hurry. Choose, Thing.
Kurtlet: *from inside* It's ok. We've got it under control. Unlocking the door is good though. ...Herr Capitan?!"
* Something looks past her, at Kurt, and shakes its head. "Thank you."
Njoki: "Then some other time. The offer will stand for whenever you want it."
* Kurtlet has heard HARKNESS'S VOICE!
* Something speaks to the door. "We scared the monsters awy, open up!"
* Something nods to her.
* Kurtlet ...possibly also smells like blood. Because he got stabbed. Not that he's saying anything about that right now.
Njoki: "Right. When they get down here -- Kurt, you get patched up, then we're going to take care of the dead." (Yis!)
Kurtlet: "Okay."
* Harkness has joined #thecatacombs
* Something did already eat the eyes out of the one Kurt shot dead.
* Njoki is standing by a dead ghoul and looking rather less-than-human.
* Kurtlet is in a hallway with a dead, eyeless, hoofed...creature. He's hunched down small, but grins HUGELY to see Harkness
* Something is too tall to be Some, but there
Kurtlet: Hallo! You're back! :D :D :D
Something: is definitely a strong family resemblance. Except that its eyes are mouths, and they're a little bloody.
* Harkness blinks at all this. "Hello. Yes. What's ... going on?"
Something: They started it.
Kurtlet: Er. There were some ghouls. They attacked Pickman, bit him all up, and they were all howling here. So we... uhm. Well it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Njoki: "H'lo, Harkness. It's been an odd evening. I wasn't here for the start, but Kurt has been injured and needs some attention, I believe. Then he's coming back to help me with the ghoul." She gestures to the dead body.
* Something slips past Jack and up the stairs to the Sanctuary.
* Kacey has joined #thecatacombs
* Kurtlet watches the thing go. :/
Kurtlet: *Thing
* Harkness lets the ... Some-ish Thing past. "Right. Where's Pickman?"
* Njoki crouches down by that same, eyeless body and turns it so she can see his face. "He's at home. In bed. Smelling like crap."
Kurtlet: He went... to find you, actually. *turning to Njoki*
Kurtlet: Ah.
* Something is now known as Hats
* Harkness hears Kacey squeaking from upstairs. Oh, God. Where the hell is Leoben? Or Kara? "Anything I can do?" Other than unlocking the door. He's a helper.
* Kacey wanders vaguely downward to see what's going on. At least there's people down here, even if it's creepy people.
Kurtlet: I'll just...uhm. Go get the first aid kit.
* Kurtlet slips by Kacey. He's a blue fuzzy demon elfy looking guy with a stab wound in his side!
* Kacey is a small blonde ten-year-old trying to find out what's going on down here.
Njoki: "I think that's about all that needs doing. I'm going to take this gent to my cabin, when Kurt is bandaged, can you give him the PIN coordinates to there?"
* Harkness ... is going to have to super protective of this kid, isn't he? Yes, he is. "Hey, hey, hey. C'mon, sweetie, we're going back upstairs. Nothing to see here." Except an eyeless dead ghoul, apparently. He tactfully puts his coat between that and Kacey. "Will do, 'Ki. Call me if you need anything else?"
* Kacey has nightmares worse than that on a weekly basis. B| "What happened?"
Njoki: "Same goes for you." Right. Well, time to PIN out with Deadguy. Huzzah.
* Harkness mother-hens Kacey back upstairs. "Ghouls or something. I don't know. Let's go see if that cute li'l blue guy is okay, huh?"
Kacey: . . . okay. =/
* Kacey is herded back upstairs. UNDER PROTEST. It's so not fair she's so tiny :(
MENSROOM
* Kurtlet comes back up. He has been stabbed and looks a little bit yelled-at. First aid kit get.
* Kurtlet will... go deal with this in #themensroom
* Harkness Sanctuary gets! With Kacey. And he'll put that gun away eventually, you just watch. He looks around for Kurt. Who's ... gone with the first aid kit, apparently. "Kurt?" Looooud Jack is loud.
* Kurtlet possibly left a bit of a blood trail going into the mensroom. Which will say "Ja? I'm in here." Ow-panty.
* Harkness sees, oh, a trail of blood. He follows it to the mensroom and inside. =/
* Kurtlet has gotten his shirt off.
* Kurtlet has a big old stab wound in his right side, in the gap right between the last two ribs. So the shirt thing is a bit of a personal victory, really.
* Harkness edges in and winces. "Hell. You should see a doctor. Or go to the infirmary." Either way, Jack's got his coat off and motioning Kurt onto the nearest counterspace very soon. "Let me have a look."
* Kurtlet is... dealing with it extremely calmly for a 16 year old who just got stabbed. He's cleaning his hands. There is a red tattoo that shows through the fur on his inner left forearm. "X3"
Kurtlet: It is not so bad.
Kurtlet: I just... mobility, you know?
* Kurtlet is biddable as far as examinings go.
Harkness: "I know. But I've got to be a good, responsible semi-teacher type and give you the whole spiel about proper wound care and stuff." This is true. He rolls up his sleeves, washes his hands, and snaps up on a pair of gloves from the first aid kit before getting into the full examining of the wound.
Kurtlet: I got it, actually. This is nothing, really. I sewed a guy's stomach up the other day. Looked like he'd been mauled by a bear.
* Kacey is peering around the corner of the door, quietly curious about what's going on.
Kurtlet: It's good to see you, sir. Where've you been?
* Harkness eyebrow arches - both at the graphic and new information from Kurt ... and the bit of Kacey he can see in the restroom mirror. "Nowhere pleasant. How's everything been? At school and all." He works on cleaning the stab wound.
* Kurtlet sucks in a hissing breath, but holds still. "Sorry to hear that. We missed you. This Hornblower is giving your classes and... so it is not my favorite class but he's only a /little/ better than if Snape was teaching the class."
* Harkness chuckles a little. "Oh, /God/. If I knew Hornblower was going to take over, I wouldn't have gone. Sorry. I'll talk to Snape soon about hopefully getting back on." Distracting conversation is a go while he cleans the wound and patches it up. "There's only gauze and /tape/ in here. That'll be unpleasant coming off."
Kurtlet: "Ja, well. That's what I get for having fur." Resiiiigned. "You should come back! ...Savvy and I have had almost daily detentions since you've been gone. He's just...she can't help it and then I have to laugh because it's funny and then it's lines or cleaning cauldrons or a squid for a day. The last one is not so bad, but I'm...pretty glad that there's no permanent record type of thing."
Harkness: "I know. He's a strict asshole type. And can't be too informed about the whole sex thing, anyway. Does he get all flustered and babble on about nothing trying to follow my lesson plan?" Kurt gets a very big gauze bandage and lots of tape to hold it in place - with an apologetic look from Jack. "That'll need an actual doctor to look at it. I want you in the infirmary as soon as you finish up...
Harkness: ...with Njoki. Anything else hurting?"
* Kurtlet GRINS when Harkness calls another teacher an asshole. Ohhh he has MISSED you, sir! He doesn't even notice the tape. "He is okay as long as we are reading it. Discussion is... not so much." He looks down at his side. Hello side. "Ja. ...Off to more detention I go. I tell you, the nexus is the only place where you get in trouble for fighting attacking monsters."
* Harkness must've missed this Njoki being a teacher thing. Wow, the things he's behind on. "Well, if it's detention from Njoki, I'm sure she's got a damn good reason. Just go and get it over with and try to pay attention. I'll check in on you later." Kurt can has some PIN coordinates to Njoki's!
* Kurtlet coordinates get. "Danke. I'll either be in the infirmary or in the cottage at the school. Gabe lives there now and I have a room. ...Thanks, Herr Kapitan." He really means it. There are probably more scars that can be traced under his fur than there at all should be. It means a lot to be taken care of.
* Harkness smiles. Hey, actually /helping/ someone for a change is nice. "Any time, Blue." He means it, too! "Now get on to your detention and give 'Ki my regards. You've both got my number if anything else comes up." He offers Kurt his shirt back.
* Kurtlet takes it and grimaces at the blood and the tear. He'll go get a new one real quick on the way. ...Wait Harkness just called him 'Blue!' HEE! "Yessir." :D "See you later, then!"
* Kurtlet PINs out rather than bamfing. Easier with the wound.
* Harkness gives him a bit of a wave before he goes, then sets about cleaning up before heading out of the restroom and back into the Sanctuary.
NJOKI'S
Njoki: [The cabin is really just a glorified hunter's shack with a small lean-to like shed stuck on the back. Inside that shed is Njoki, the body up on a table, and a small, one burner campstove heating a pot of warm, herbal water.]
* Kurtlet PINs in, all patched up and wearing a fresh shirt. "Hallo?"
* Njoki steps out from the lean-to part, "Hello Kurt. C'mon in, it's cold as hell out here. Are you sure you're well enough?"
* Kurtlet looks around as he heads over. "I'm ok. You live here?"
Njoki: "No, I live in L.A., but I work out here." She holds the door open and lets him in. This smaller building really only has enough room for the body on a table, the small stove, and a couple chairs. The roof is high, but steeply slanted.
Njoki: ( http://www.tjbailey.com/wampus/shack8.jpg -- Where the blue tarp is, is a slightly more permanent sort of lean-to.)
* Kurtlet keeps peering around. He's got enough sense not to ask more about 'working out'. "...I think the Nexus is the only place where you can get in trouble for fighting with attacking monsters. This one really was trying to kill me. It's the one that stuck me."
Njoki: "You're not in trouble for this, Kurt. If you want, you can leave. Or if you don't feel well, you can leave. But I'm going to prepare him and get him ready for what counts as last rites." She motions that he can sit, if he'd like but she's going to take a rag, wet it down in the warm water and wash the body.
* Kurtlet is a bit nonplussed. It certainly sounded like he was in trouble before. His side hurts like hell but as long as he doesn't move around too much he should be ok. "I thought ghouls were already undead."
Njoki: "Some are. These ones were all once human." If he wants to help, there's another rag. "And even the undead aren't...they're not all animals. The sentient ones usually outnumber the others."
* Kurtlet takes the rag. He can do this one-handed. For now. "You know a lot about these ones? I'm sorry. I had not seen them before."
Njoki: "I do. They have their own language and are very different from the humans they once were, but not so different that they don't remember us." She's taking care of the face and one side of his chest. "Pickman, my friend, he will be one of them very soon."
Kurtlet: "I'm glad we didn't kill the little one then. I was going to let it go at first, but it looked too badly wounded. Herr Crane was studying zombies, so that's why I called him. ...Then everything happened very quickly." He'll wash this arm here then.
Njoki: "They can heal from most injuries." She puts a small bundle of herbs in each eyesocket. "...how is he studying them?"
Kurtlet: "From what I know, he had taken a lot of different kinds from different worlds." He's feeling a litle sluggish. Probably the herbs and hot air.
Njoki: "He's ... oh god, I hope I'm wrong." She looks about as ill as he does. "Thank you, Kurt. I would appreciate it if you didn't offer Doctor Crane any other creatures you find; dead or not, they can still suffer. Headmaster Snape will likely want to speak to you, but I think you should either see a proper nurse or go get some rest."
Kurtlet: "He doesn't have anymore right now anyway." He puts the rag back. "If...if Pickman is becoming a ghoul, why were they chasing him like that? He looked bad."
Njoki: "Anyone who's spoken to Pickman for more than five minutes is tempted to do that to him. I'm saying this and he's as close to family as I've got." She finishes up and then puts her rag away as well, "Now. I'm crap at most of this, but are you going to be okay? Not just from the stab, but from whatever else happened."
* Kurtlet frowns for a moment. "I'm ok. Thank you for... the thing with the Thing. Stuff with them and Some is always very hard. Heh, ja I'd better go. I'm not making any sense. Should I tell anyone to come and help you with this one?"
Njoki: "No, I'll talk to Pickman or get in contact his family and make sure he's well taken care of." There's a bit of a smile, but she's still worried about whatever Crane is doing. That's a little too close to home for her liking.
* Kurtlet nods. Door. Door is here. Oh wait, moron, you've got a PINpoint. "Okay. Thank you."
* Kurtlet will be eloquent again after he sleeps. And has some spinach or something.
Njoki: "You're welcome, Kurt, and thank you for coming here." It -means- something that you didn't run away from the dead guy.
Kurtlet: "Bitte. Aufweidersehen." And he PINs away.
* Njoki will finish with a bit more rosemary and probably some bay leaves. ....yeah, that's ghoul funerary customs for you.
After all that excitement, Kurt is laid up in the infirmary at PrIME.