Three posts in one, yayyyyyy

[heirdom]

[Thursday Night

Mindy Macready / Room Filter]

[Damian is glad to be back in the castle, even if he would rather not be here at all. That said, after dealing with the outdoors and the leaves, he's also glad to stay in for a night

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All alone!

[foolishrisk]

[With Mindy gone, Hush hangs there for awhile. His face battered, bleeding from his mouth from Damian's attack on him. His ribs cracked, some broken and to top it off a gaping stab wound in his gut from Mindy.

And she's taking her damn time getting back too.

It took another ten minutes before he began to think she wasn't coming back, she had just left him there. What an idiot.

Hush renewed his efforts to escape, but to no avail. His injuries had taken their toll.

He guessed he had only one option left, not everyone would be informed about his true identity. Maybe the Bruce Wayne act could play to his advantage one last time?]

Help...! Help!

[It was humiliating to do, but Thomas Elliot had been reduced to calling for help. He only hoped it would work, because by god did he want to wrap his fingers around the necks of those that had done this to him.]

[payback]

[Paradisa smiles on Hush today, it seems - Rin is headed for the roof, with her Arcanine at her heels. She doesn't hear Hush calling, but Tad does and he stops by the door of the room and snarls at Rin. She turns.]

Hm?

[Come again, Hush?]

[foolishrisk]

[Hush hears the footsteps and snarling at the door. He starts to call out again, kicking a foot against the walls of the closet, trying to make as much noise as he can.]

[payback]

[Tad shoulder checks the door while Rin is staring at the face plate. An unoccupied room, but -]

Ah!

[She trusts that Tadaharu wouldn't be acting like this for no reason.

... It looks like the door is broken for now, anyway. And there's no one living here, so Rin goes inside, and then hastily goes for the closet. Hush's cries are obvious now.]

[foolishrisk]

[Hush hears her enter the room, he starts to quiet down and the kicking stops as he hears her footsteps. He's not sure whether it was Mindy or Damian come back for another round of beatings. So keeping it down doesn't seem like a bad idea for him at the moment.]

[payback]

[Someone's obviously in the closet so Rin goes and opens the door without further preamble.]

Oh my God!

[foolishrisk]

[And there Hush is. Hanging from the rope binding his arms to the closet rod. His face bruised from the beatings, blood dripping from his mouth. His shirt drenched red from the stab wound.

His eyes go wide with surprise that someone else has found him. Apparently he does have a little bit of luck left.]

Thank god...

[payback]

[Her lips thin as she surveys this mess, and she reaches up one of her loose sleeves to... pull out a knife.

Probably not the most auspicious start but maybe her words will be more reassuring.]

Can you stand if I cut you down? [Or fall slowly?]

[foolishrisk]

[His eyes start to narrow when he see's the knife, but lighten up a bit as she speaks.]

I think I can manage.

[He pauses for a moment, breathing heavily.]

...But a hand would really be appreciated.

[payback]

Tadaharu! [This is going to be awkward, she can already tell. The closet isn't that big. Her Arcanine comes forward, but stays outside.] Okay, I'm going to cut one side, and then if you can grab onto me... we'll get you lying down and I'll call for help.

[foolishrisk]

[He nods. He had to this, she was one of the few people in the castle he had run into and not had an urge to kill. He was sure that was purely due to the matter at hand though.]

Alright, when ever your ready.

[payback]

[She goes for his left hand first where it's tied to the rod, sawing at the ropes. He might get one or two nicks in his skin but she's being fairly careful and considering that rope is tough, it's about what can be expected. When the last strands part she steps closer, ready to take some of his weight.]

[foolishrisk]

[He winces as he's nicked a few times, but waits patiently as his left hand is freed. He tries to stand on his own at first, but he's weak from blood loss and his body shakes from the effort. He immediately moves to lean on her, quite certain that collapsing would be a terrible idea at the moment.]

[payback]

[She takes his weight pretty well, shifting her feet to accommodate him. Then she goes for his other hand.]

[foolishrisk]

[Soon enough both of his hands are free. He leans against her, his breathing shallow.

Also hope you don't mind blood on your shirt, there's quite a bit on his and he'd love to share.]

[payback]

[She doesn't care about that. She grabs him as best she can, trying not to spike him with her knife, and tries to ease him to the floor.]