The fight ( Angle/ Demon RP) Open

[lucee]

Grace's whole body felt numb, almost frozen in place as she watched the pair above her. After a few seconds of just watching, her thoughts slowly started to process properly. She was lying on the ground … somewhere. Two people above her. How come she couldn't sit up properly? How come she was so weak? The thought made her wince. Grace blinked once, her brows knitting into a frown, then carefully tried to speak. It sounded tense and strangled. "W … wi …" She paused and licked her lips, eyes narrowed in frustration. "Wings."

[sushisauce]

Elrond glanced over at her, noticing the sudden tense in her body language. He saw her hand. "Oh my god!" He said, grabbing it and examining the cut. Luckily, it wasn't too deep, but it was bleeding a lot. "Ok, um let me go get a washcloth and some cloth." He said. "Put pressure on it until I get back." He said, getting up and jogging into his small bathroom.

Jak and Onyx exchanged a glance. "What do you think we missed?" Onyx whispered. Jak studied Grace. Then it dawned on him. "We need Demon Territory things! Demon Blood and flowers. Yours should hold her off for a little while, but we need some from her own territory or it won't work." He replied. Onyx looked at him for a minute. "Alright, hurry up. I'll stay with her." She finally replied. Jak immediately took off. "Hang in there Grace." She said.

[lucee]

Grace's eyes had closed again, but she mumbled something under her breath in response. The pain had mostly reduced to a dull throb that resounded through her like the beat of a drum; she was drifting between various states of consciousness. She tried to say, "Come on, I don't have all day, get on with the healing already you stupid angel" but it came out more like "cummtehhh … heal- ughhh … stupid angel." Her skin was slowly paling again..
Grace opened one eye and looked up at Onyx curiously. "What exactly are we waiting for?" She asked in a bored, casual voice, then immediately fell unconscious again.

[Tartan]

Olivia saw she had a handptint of blood on her shirt across her chest and drips on the trousers he put preasure on her hand but it hurt a lot.

[sushisauce]

Onyx rolled her eyes and let out a disgusted sigh. "Stupid godd***ed demons." She muttered, sitting down on a log by the river. She looked out over the black water, searching for a break in its constant current. A small silver charm floated past, one that depicted a wing. She felt a pang in her chest as she scooped it up, remembering that she was still alone and probably would be for the rest of eternity.

Elrond grabbed a washcloth and some bandage cloth, wetting the washcloth and ripping off a long strip of the bandage cloth. He jogged back, sliding into a sitting position beside Olivia. "Alright let's see your hand." He said, holding out his own.

[Tartan]

Olivia shook her head, when she got a cut she never trusted anyone, not even someone close to her as she thought they would hurt her

[sushisauce]

"Olivia." Elrond said firmly, continuing to hold out his hand. He wouldn't take no for an answer.

[Tartan]

Olivia thought about it for a second then shook her head again, she slowly brought her knees to her chest covering her hand also, she really thought he was going to hurt her like her foster parents did when she was littke for having wings.

[lucee]

Grace just sort of lay there looking very pale and dead.
Uh.
Yeah.