1x1 Roleplay (~•Ghost•~ and Daisy Lily)

[The Plague Doctor]

(Keirce. She's the one that keeps glaring at him. Izzy's farther back.)

Onyx came to for a second. Her head was tilted toward someone's chest, and she could tell by the movement that they were running. She lifted her head weakly, seeing by the buildings passing overhead that they were almost to the institute. To her surprise, she was looking up into the face of a boy. He looked about eight-teen, with shaggy hair the color of golden wheat. His eyes were an unusual gray/silver color. He had strong features, and had three scars across his face. He looked down at her, and she couldn't quite tell, but she thought she saw them soften a small bit around the edges. She didn't know him, but for some reason, she trusted him. She had enough strength to whisper a horse "Keirce" before she felt herself go slack. Perhaps it wouldn' be too bad if she took a nap...

[Never & Rush]

Keirce gasped, and tried to keep up with the werewolf. She saw the Institute just ahead. As they all made it there Keirce swung the door open, holding it for the boy. She glanced worriedly at Onyx again, "Stay with us Onyx" she mummbled, loud enough for only the werewolf to hear.

[The Plague Doctor]

He ran in, and ran to the infirmary, setting the girl gently on her stomache. "The garden's on the roof?" he asked. As soon as the girl nodded, he dashed there, grabbing all the herbs he needed. He dashed back. By that time, the others had showed up, and the girl's breathing had elevated and became ragged. He knew he'd have to work fast. He grabbed a bowl, filled it with water, and mashed up some of the herbs. In another, he did the same thing. Grabbing the first one, he instructed them to hold the girl down. The herbs would draw the poison out, but it would hurt in the extreme. Each onle held one of her limbs, and he spread on the herbs. A second later, the girl started thrashing. He spread the last on, and stepped back. A minute later, it started to take effect. She gave a strangled cry, and went limp. She was still breathing, just unconcious. He grabbed some bandages, and working carefully, he bandaged her up."These will need to be changed in an hour, and the wounds will need to be washed. Right now, if we tried, it would just seep right back in. It's as drained as it will get, in this stage. Some still remains in her system, so it's going to hurt. A lot. She needs to drink half of this, and half when you change the bandages." Xan gave these instructions wearily. He was exhasted. And no matter how he seemed, he hated to see people, especially girls, in pain.

[Never & Rush]

Keirce nodded the slightest bit as Alec spooke up, "Thanks, don't mind Keirce. She hates most downworlders as much as she hates demons" Keirce turned to glare at him before moving to stand close to Onyx. "Can we turn her onto her back?" She asked without looking up.

[The Plague Doctor]

Xan considered, then nodded. "It won't be that much more painful. Just be careful." He helped them to gently flip the girl over. She moaned quietly, and he winced. He knew first-hand how badly this hurt.

Onyx felt like someone had dipped her in acid. It was so painful. It seemed endless. What was worse were the dreams that came. She kept seeing the house burning, her family's remains. Finally, the Vampire came to her. He whispered to her as she hudled in a corner, her skirt burning. She whimpered as he came closer. "One day I will find you." he murmered. Then he bit into her shoulder, and things went black. She opened her eyes with a gasp. She looked at the window, barely able to turn her head. It apeared to be dawn. She looked at her cell on the end table. She tried to sit up, but collapsed back with a groan. It had been three days since the battle with the greater demon. It was also her family's death day.

[Never & Rush]

Keirce stood up from where she had been sitting across the room. She had seen Onyx try to sit up, then collapse back down. She hurried over quickly, looking down at her, "Onyx? Are you okay?" She asked, worry flooding into her tone. She surveyed the girl quickly, making sure she hadn't hit anything or even blacked out again.

[The Plague Doctor]

Onyx considered, wondering briefly where the pain had gone. "I-" she started. She grimaced when it caught up with her. She gripped her shoulder with one hand, and her side with the other, unable to move besides curling into a ball on her other side, moaning. A few excruiciating minutes later, it subsided. She panted for a second before she rolled back. Wordlessly, she pointed to the sink indicating water.

[Never & Rush]

Keirce nodded and moved to the sink, getting water for her. She filled the cup for her and walked back to Onyx. She set the glass beside her and spoke softly, "Besides that last spasm, how do you feel?" Keirce was sleepy looking and grumpy. She hadn't slept much, worried about her fellow Shadowhunter.

[The Plague Doctor]

"Crappy," Onyx croaked, propping herself up, then took a sip of water. She was sore all over, and she knew that last one wouldn't be the last. She looked up from her glass as the kid from the battle came in. He was holding another cup, this one a slightly green liquid. Onyx raised her eyebrows. He came up to her holding it out. She looked into the green liquid, and saw Keirce curl her lip. She would have shrugged, but she didn't have the strength. She threw back her head and downed it without question. After drinking it, she felt slightly less sore, but she knew that this was only tempoary. She leaned back, somhow still tired. "Who are you?" she asked the kid. He looked tough and cold, but she didn't care. He looked down at her, a slight glare to his features. Finally, he sighed. "I'm Xander. I'm a werewolf that's under Lucian's comand." Everything he said had a tinge of a snarl, and the scars across his face helped the effect of repelling people. But, oddly enough, Onyx didn't pay any mind to this. She gave a small smile. "You've caught me far from my best, but I'm Onyx Wolf. By now, I'm sure you know I'm a Shadowhunter." Xander seemed floored that she was talking to him like a civil and slightly pleasant human being (well you know what I mean). This simply gave her enough strength to widen her small smile to a grin.

[Never & Rush]

Keirce ignored Xander, truely trying to be cold towards him. She glanced to Onyx, "Mind if a take a look at the wounds?" Keirce hoped Onyx wouldn't end up like her, with the scars marking bad times. She touched her own arm, wincing a little as a pain rose in her arm when her hand had nearly touched it. She swore under her breath at the demon that had hurt her.