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[lunardialled]

WHO: Mayfield's Scarlet Devil Mansion and Friends
WHAT: What is this large amount of fecal matter going towards the air-circulation device?
WHERE: around Albright Lane
WHEN: Throughout the Peace, Harmony, Tranquility and Union event.
WARNINGS: Violence, bloodshed, Reavers cannibals, likely gore, probable character death, acres of angst, and a white

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Day 2 - evening

[adropofjupiter]

[There's the sound of a vehicle coming from above ground and the cries of cannibals in pain. Upon investigating, the source will be one vehicle with MASTER SPARK painted on the side and a laughing witch behind the wheel.

Some might even see the tiny vampire in the passenger side looking out at all the cannibal-shaped roadkill left behind.]

[wizardoftheweek]

-Whatever lack of subtlety they had was quickly forgotten in the pure wave of relief Patchouli felt.-

It's them! It's Marisa and Flandre!

[there_were_none]

[Flandre chitters and perks up at the sound...though she's not quite tall enough to see over the car doors without standing up.]

Patchouli! Are you there? I heard your voice!

[adropofjupiter]

[Bringing the vehicle to a stop, Marisa leans out the window and grins at Patchouli.]

Heya, baby. Wanna go for a ride?

[wizardoftheweek]

-Happiness! And then chastising.-

Both of you! Get in here now! -And a coughing fit.-

[there_were_none]

Oh, there you are, Patchouli!

[Flandre has clambered over into Marisa's lap to better see out, injured wing held close to her side but the healthier one fluttering a little.

THERE'S LOTS OF WING IN YOUR FACE MARISA.]

[adropofjupiter]

But, I've got this cool ride and we can go run over cannib-AH!

[Wing to the face! Marisa wraps an arm about Flandre and manages to shut off the vehicle with the other one.]

Calm down, Flandre. Hold onto me, honey. [She then gets out of the vehicle, holding the vampire. Marisa's limping and her dress skirt is stained with blood but she's supporting herself.]

[wizardoftheweek]

We've been worried sick over you. -Another cough. Apparently for Patchouli, it was literal.-

And you! -To Marisa.- What did I tell you about being reckless!

[there_were_none]

[Flandre hooks the thumbclaw on her healthy wing over Marisa's shoulder as she clings to the witch a bit like a koala.

Then she ducks her head a bit.]

I'm sorry for making you sick, Patchouli. I was stuck.

[There's some sticks that look an awful lot like splints taped on to the outer ribs of the one wing held close to her back.]

[adropofjupiter]

If I hadn't stolen the truck we probably wouldn't have gotten here until tomorrow, ze.

[Hoisting the vampire up a bit more and checking that the broken wing wasn't going to hit anything, Marisa shut the door and then limped over to Patchouli.]

Sorry, but I had to get to you any way I could. And please tell me there's something soft to lay on in the basement cause I haven't slept since everything went to hell. [Now that she'd found Patchouli, the exhaustion was hitting her hard.]

[wizardoftheweek]

-Patchouli couldn't move much herself, feeling as weak as she was, but it wasn't long before she was clinging to the both of them.-

We've all we need here...

[there_were_none]

[Flandre initially accepts the hug with a smile--which disappears as she whines softly and starts to wriggle uncomfortably.]

That hurts, Patchouli...

[The embrace was putting a bit of pressure on the tape holding Flandre's wing close to her body; this in turn put pressure on the fractured bones.]

[adropofjupiter]

I'm gonna set you down, honey.

[And Marisa sets the vampire carefully down since the hug was hurting her anyways. And then her arms went around Patchouli and the witch sighed in relief. Now... now she could handle anything with Patchouli there. And gods, was she tired.]

Should... should have Sakuya or Remilia look at her wing. I set the bones as best as I can, but I'd only done it on birds before and my own fingers, so... yeah.

[wizardoftheweek]

Certainly. And your leg?

[there_were_none]

[Flandre settles back onto her feet when she's put down, with only a minimum of wing-fluttering.

Then she looks up at first Patchouli, then Marisa--then chitters.]

Where is Remi?

[adropofjupiter]

It'll be fine, ze. Already been cleaned and bandaged. Happened yesterday, so no worrying about it, okay?

[Marisa put a hand on Flandre's head.]

She's probably downstairs, honey. Go give her a hug and have her look at your wing.