The pearlcatcher stepped closer. A silk blindfold covered his eyes, blocking any body language from getting into his head. With a gentle voice he asked, “Sir… are you alright?”
TOPIC | 1x1 AU RP with Dartist
The pearlcatcher stepped closer. A silk blindfold covered his eyes, blocking any body language from getting into his head. With a gentle voice he asked, “Sir… are you alright?”
The imperial almost nodded, but halted seeing the blindfold. He inhaled with a wheeze, "better than I usually am, I'm afraid. My apologies if I'm a disturbance-" he coughed and wheezed, his throat going sore. At least he couldn't see who he was...
Jupiter flattened his ears, “Of course not…” he pulled out a white cloth from a bag. He patted around till he found one of the wounds, then pressed the cloth on it. It wasnt much…
Reocordaes gasped, tensing and cringing. He wasn't expecting a helping cloth... Usually anyone who caught him woul run. He coughed again, clearing his aching throat, "thank you... Again I must apologize, I understand my *cough*, blabbering is noisy..." That's what father called it. Blabbering and useless nonsense.
Reocordaes gasped, tensing and cringing. He wasn't expecting a helping cloth... Usually anyone who caught him woul run. He coughed again, clearing his aching throat, "thank you... Again I must apologize, I understand my *cough*, blabbering is noisy..." That's what father called it. Blabbering and useless nonsense.
Jupiter continued pressing the drenched cloth on the wound. “I’m sorry I don’t have more…” He was about to throw up… the smell of blood was so strong. Surely someone would come soon and help them.
Cm couldn't help but let out a gentle, honeyed chuckle, before choking on his own lifeblood again. He sighed, "it's something to be grateful for. Much more than what I usually get..." He grunted, forcing himself upward on wobbly legs, "I could possibly make it to the infirmary, now that I've taken a short rest," he coughed again.
Cm couldn't help but let out a gentle, honeyed chuckle, before choking on his own lifeblood again. He sighed, "it's something to be grateful for. Much more than what I usually get..." He grunted, forcing himself upward on wobbly legs, "I could possibly make it to the infirmary, now that I've taken a short rest," he coughed again.
Jupiter spread a wing out, brushing it against the other dragons own as a sort of crutch. “are you sure? I might be able to call someone over…”
He chuckled again, breathing a little better, "You aren't an average passer by are you? They'd run at the sight of me, I hate to inform you. May I ask the name of my aid?" He didn't argue with the small crutch.
Jupiter panicked a bit. He shouldn’t have helped this dragon…
“I cant really see.” He said with a nervous chuckle, “But my name is… Jupiter.”
“I cant really see.” He said with a nervous chuckle, “But my name is… Jupiter.”