Sinner's Parade [PM for Invite]

[Derelict Draught]

The T-90

Goliath closes his eyes as he waits, relying entirely on his hearing to alert him of anyone coming. He allows his mind to roam. He never understood the custom of touching someone when they were hurt, but he did know it seemed to help calm the person. He hoped that would help Honey. His mind runs the list of things he would need to check once he could clean the wound. He would have to take a better look at the damage to Honey's muscles and tendons though he suspected those would heal with time. She would need a fair amount of water to help replace the blood she'd lost and the most important thing she would need is rest. Goliath sighs. He really wished there was more he could do for her, but ultimately after she was patched her health would be entirely up to her. The sooner the others returned the better, being in the sun so long was starting to take a toll on Goliath. His muscles were becoming sore from the heat of his 'skin.'

[LittleStarWolf]

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Shelly Kalt

Shelley just laughed at Amy as she talked about the barbs on the cactus. "Don't worry. They don't bother me." He picked up the cactus, again ignoring the needles. "I'll carry it." He replied with the grin that seemed to be permanently attached to his face. "You right, we better hurry up..." He said as he started to run, chuckling a bit as he did. He wanted to hurry and get back to Goliath and make sure the wounded girl didn't die. He may seem cold hearted to the others but he wasn't. He was just as worried about the girl as the others, but he was less likely to show it then they were. Soon he reached Goliath and with a smile, he said, "Hey sweetheart, we got water but its in the cactus. Think you could use those big muscles of yours to rip it apart and strip the needles from it for our patient here?"

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[Derelict Draught]

The T-90

Seeing the others arriving with a cactus, Goliath stands to meet them. Without a word, Goliath takes the cactus from Shelley and rips the top off the cactus. He dampens the small strip of cloth and places it over Honey's lips. He then pours some of the water over her wound, rinsing the blood away. He stands the cactus beside him as he takes a closer look at the wound. He can see the depth that the teeth truly reached. Examining the torn tissues, he sighs. Good, with time the damage should heal and she will be able to use her arm again. Goliath tears a strip from the cactus that roughly matches the girl's wound. He places the cool meat of the cactus against her wound, covering it with a suction to prevent bacteria from entering. He then wraps it in place using the stretched shirt. "There. Keep the cloth on her lips damp so she can get more water." Goliath stands, a slight wobble to the movement as the heat has left him light headed. "And get her out of the sun. Good luck, Honey." Goliath fights to stay aloft as he walks as quickly as he can into a nearby tent, once inside he allows himself to collapse in the cool shadows.

[LittleStarWolf]

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Shelly Kalt

Shelley looked down at Honey than watched as Goliath left. He seemed not be quiet okay. For a second, Shelley almost followed him but than he knew Honey needed his help. Shelley turns to Amy and says, "If you can get her feet, I can get her head and will do my best to keep that wound cover on her." He than moved to Honey's head, without another comment. For the time being, he had nothing to say, which for him, was unusually. He was worried about Goliath and Honey. Honey seemed like she would survive thanks to Goliath but Goliath looked exhausted for some odd reason.

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[Tordier]

Amy nodded and knelt next to Honey's legs. After a moment or two of shifting about, she managed to get one leg under each arm.
"Alright. I'll lift when you do, and... watch out for those needles."
Amy finished with a lenient smile in Kat's direction. She was starting to get used to the guy's strange affinity for pain. Besides, he looked like was worried. Amy had to admit that she felt that way too. Goliath looked... strained somehow. Perhaps it had something to do with his alteration? Or... it could always be something like hunger, or lack of sleep... Perhaps she would check on him later.

[LittleStarWolf]

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Shelly Kalt

"O yeah I forgot about them." Shelley said has he yanked them out one at a time. The bigger ones left a good size cut on his arms where they were hooked into his skin. He smiled at them, not really bother by the pain. It didn't hurt one bit to him, well it did but not in a normal way. To him, it felt good, but then again he did like pain and this was minor pain compared to what he liked and was use to. He than picked up Honey's head and helped carry her to the same tent Goliath was currently in, due to the fact it was the closest tent in sight.

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[Tordier]

Goodness, Honey was heavy! Amy stumbled awkwardly as she sacrificed her own balance to keep from jostling the injured girl more than necessary. After what seemed like an eternity, the light dimmed. She could feel the coolness in the air already. Amy used all four of eyes at once for a moment, searching for a good place to set Honey down. This was beginning to become one of her specialties, finding things quickly.
"There.", she nodded to an old pile of folded canvas that could have been used for tents, maybe.
Amy carefully maneuvered herself over to the pile and kicked her end into a more-or-less bed-like shape. Once it was satisfactory, she paused to cough a few times into her shoulder. Ugh. Blood again... She would go straight back for some drinks from that cactus as soon as Honey was settled in. It was big cactus. Perhaps she would carry it with her so others could drink the juice and eat the meat. It had been awhile sense she had eaten...

[Iilyda]

{... I feel left behind. 3:}

Honey Mae

~All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming~

A hiss emerged from Honey's clenched teeth as cold water poured over her shoulder, barely holding back a hoarse scream. She had endured stab wounds before, and they were always a real pain to clean up. But this stung more like peroxide over an infected wound; intense and long-lasting. For a moment or two, Honey blacked out, and she was next aware of hands grabbing her ankles and supporting her head. Her inbred instinct to fight was crushed, however, by her inability to do so, and so Honey only watched with half-closed eyes as the desert sky was replaced by the cavernous ceiling of a tent, hanging limp between her carriers. There was something wet placed across her mouth as well; and though Honey might have known that this was of some service to her, she couldn't help but think of kidnappings she'd witnessed - and a few she'd taken part of - back in the city. Nothing felt right. Her head throbbed. The sound of her tattoos' voices and that of the dragon's head still clattered about her ears. But finding herself lying on something relatively soft, cool, and the world dimming around her, Honey began to relax. The last thing she was aware of before she finally passed out were the memorable words of her older brother.

Nightie night, little sister. Honey distinctly heard the creak of an unoiled hinge closing. Don't let bed bugs bite.

~So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground, I will see you screaming~

{The last bit is a memory.}

[LittleStarWolf]

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Shelly Kalt

Shelley helped gently set Honey down on the pile of canvases. After a few seconds, he thought about something and ran out the tent. Not a minute later, he returns with the cactus and re-wets the strip of his shirt to give Honey some water. Pressing it to her lips, he squeezes a few drops of water out. He than turns to Amy. "I think she will be fine now. She just needs to rest and heal. It looks like her blood has stop flowing which is good but she might need blood fusion later, but I'm not sure. I can keep an eye on her for now to make sure she stays like she is and doesn't worsen." Shelley said with a calm demeanour, very unlike him while he still knelt beside Honey.

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[Tordier]

Amy looked over Honey once more and was satisfied that she was reasonably stable. Then she eyed Kat suspiciously. She suspected he only wanted to be alone to bother Goliath again, until she looked over his face. The calm seriousness was quite unlike him. It could be an act, of course, but Amy bought it.
"Alright.", she agreed.
"I'll check back later."
Before she made any moves to leave, Amy carefully took a piece of cactus that was hanging to the side at an odd angle from where Goliath had ripped it and yanked it the rest of the way off with a combination of twisting and pulling to keep the water from spilling. She began carefully plucking needles away from the flesh, but paused to shrug at Shelley.
"Heh. I'm thirsty too."
Amy had heard that cactus flesh was much like watermelon in texture. It would be a good food and drink all at once. With that, she resumed her plucking and wandered towards the tent flap.