Grell Sutcliff (
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[Event] // Cold Poison Seeps In
[The second round came up in the Quad and Grell's already weary. Very much unlike him, but being poisoned sure did slow him down. The Mesmerize that appeared made things tricky, but so far, that blasted blade got knocked off early on in the fight. The cold also battles against the red reaper, who holds his scythe with a shaky grip.
It's his turn.
In a blur of red he rushes in, but his vision doubles and as he swings his scythe, he misses by mere millimeters. The Mesmerize, however, does not and uses Ram to knock Grell into a tree. Comically, though, all that snow from the branches fall atop him.]
P-Playing...so rough. [He stands and leans against the tree, ever smiling, despite the blood running down his face, down his back where the wound is probably an angry purple hue, sliding down the side of his mouth, and on top of it all, knowing he may not win. Well, someone had to discover that bracelet on his frozen body later on.]
(ooc: first time using this icon. ;_; how I dislike it so...)
It's his turn.
In a blur of red he rushes in, but his vision doubles and as he swings his scythe, he misses by mere millimeters. The Mesmerize, however, does not and uses Ram to knock Grell into a tree. Comically, though, all that snow from the branches fall atop him.]
P-Playing...so rough. [He stands and leans against the tree, ever smiling, despite the blood running down his face, down his back where the wound is probably an angry purple hue, sliding down the side of his mouth, and on top of it all, knowing he may not win. Well, someone had to discover that bracelet on his frozen body later on.]
(ooc: first time using this icon. ;_; how I dislike it so...)
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[Marco's not sure how long Grell's been hurt, but it's enough to know he took too long getting back to him.]
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You're late.
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So I see. [Deadpan forever.] Shit... cure... how do I do cure?! [Trying to remember class now.]
Threadjack, ho!
[He approaches the two, a little fatigued from battle, but his sword has definitely been getting a heavy workout.]
Snow asked me to gather whoever I can. I can help Grell, but I need you to take her back to the Infirmary. Snow has it held down. Watch my back, Marco. It takes a little time to cast these spells.
[He turns his attention back to Grell, an orb of magical energy appearing in his hands.]
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Ah, right, poison.]
Esuna firs-- [Grits his teeth after coughing.]
yosh?
[Okay, so that's not really a helpful description, but there's some secrets he can't divulge.]
Got any antidotes on you? Grell, Ryu, Ryu, Grell.
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[He turns his attention to Grell, casting his Purify and Rejuvenation spell.]
We've met before.
have they?! ._.
Have we? [Wry smile.] In any case, I thank you for being such a shining knight to a damsel in need. [Looks to Marco with a grin.] You, too~.
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To be fair, it was some months back, and I don't believe they spoke often.
[He turns his attention to Grell, kneeling next to her.]
Can you walk?
/steals tag first <<
[And chewed him out for being flashy.]
:O
Are you offering to carry me, cutie~?
/tag-hog or something idek
Mm-hm. A ride if you will. [Deadpan forever.]
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If you need help, yeah. It'll be much faster and safer.
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Looks to Marco with a grin, walking his fingers up, UP, UP Ryu's head.]
Can the cutie give me a ride of a lifetime, darling~? Of course [Casts a glance to Ryu with a grin] if he promises to be gentle.
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Kitten.... [Warning growl as blue flames course down his arms. He was offering the ride damn it.]
I'm SURE Ryu would rather fight more monsters. [Have a very pointed look Ryu.]
1/IDEK
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DONE btw XD
XD
And how are you feeling Princess?
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[How warm Marco is as he latches to his side. Mmmmmmwarmth!]
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You want to go back with Ryu?
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And have no blue bird sing me to slumber? Oh Sweet Morpheus awaits me! I shant make him impatient.
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Allow me then? I hope you don't mind. [Still wraps an arm possessively around Grell's shoulders.]