Trisja watched, interested in how Nudek comunicated with the healer and then knelt beside her when she fell to the ground in exahgstion (sp?). The Healer soon shuffled in looked very nervous around the messed up pub <font color="brown"> I-I-I I'm J-Jost...T-the healer y-you sent for... </font> <font color="purple"> Well, don't just stand there, help her out! </font> Trisja said pointing at Nudek. Jost shuffled a bit and then got to work mumbling to himself as he spoke out all the injuries and did his best. He laid his medical trunk beside him pulling out medical items every now and then.
Nudek winceed as hearbs and magic were used on her. a low grrowl in her throat from the pain. She tryed a smile at the healer to reasure him she wasnt gunna rip his head off.. for thats what he seemeed to think.
Soon Jost finished his work on Nudek, wrapping a bandage around her arm. He stood and then walked over to where Trisja sat and he covered the wounds and gashes that the other 'dragons had done. She nearly scratched the poor male when he tried to wrap a bandage around her aching waist but calmed herself enduring the pain. Soon he was done. Trisja fetched a wad of money from her pack and shoved it in his hand. He shuffled off out into the crowd that had gathered around the outside of the pub, all the onlookers had their faces pressed against the windows staring in at the two 'dragons. Trisja helped Nudek up and slowly walked towards the door stopping to wait for Nudek. As she waited she slid the black pistol into her pack, just in case.
Nudeek stumbbled up with the help from Trisja. She smirked at the on lookers and shook at fist at them.. you could see them back away a bit frfom the window.. but when she didnt do anything they came back and pressed there sneeky noses to the window once again. Nudek came up beside Trisja and looked at her. <span style='color:darkred'>hm.. ready to go outside...?</span> She chuckled lightly and walked out of the pub door and watchedd as the people backeed away from her. One 'dragon tried to touch her and she kicked him.. she growledd and looked back at Trisja.
Trisja smiled and then put on a face that would hopefully keep the crowd from bothering her. It seemd to work and she slowly made her past the crowd out onto the street glad to be able to breath again. She wondered where they would go now and looked over at Nudek, still walking away from the crowd she said <font color="purple"> Where should we go now? We probably won't be let into any other pub, news spreads fast...maybe there's an arcade somewhere around her or something. </font>
Nudek nodded and kept walking. She wanted out of the crowd as fast as possible.. <span style='color:darkred'>Man.. if only Temrin were here... she could bring us anywhere without anyn one folling... i thing were going to have a problem with that...</span> She said as she broke free from the crowd finaly. She stoped and waited for Trisja so they could find away to escape the following crowd..
Trisja pushed her way angrily out of the crowd, nearly bumping into Nudek who had stopped to wait. Trisja smiled sheepishly before running a ways forward trying to breath without another 'dragon breathing down her neck or asking her freaky questions. <font color="purple"> Lets head into a warehouse or something for now...I can't stand this stupid crowd! </font>
Nudek nodded to Trisja and sped of as fast as she could.. even if it hurt like hell. The blood flowing frrom the running made the blood star showing through the bandages. <span style='color:darkred'>Ah damnit! hurry! </span> She could hear the pounding of foot paws behind them.. still a ways behind though.. Nudek saw the warehouse and smiled. she dodged into building and waitedd for trisja so she could shuut the door.
Trisja could here the crowd screaming and yelling at her to stop but she ran like crazy, her side aching. She followed Nudek into the Warehouse and once the door was shut locked it and put an old rotting chair against the door. <font color="purple"> Thank god!</font>
Nudek kicked a crumbling wooden chair into the middle of the warehouse. She flickeed her fingers at it as fire sprung from it. She layed back against a couple sacks of oats of some kind. she sighed and let her fire fill the warehouse with warmth. OOC: sry fer the short post..
Trisja sat by the fire warming her paws, staring into its depths. She suddenly remembered the slab of meat that she had in her old pack that still carried (she also had the knew one she had gotten from the treasure). She ruffled through the bag until she found the meat and pulled it out. <font color="purple"> I've got this...we could eat it for now, at least until the crowd leaves...it's kind of soggy because my pack doesn't have a water tight seal... </font> Trisja pulled her dagger from her belt and cut the piece of meat in half trying to be as even as possible. She found a long stick lieing around the warehouse and stuck the meat onto it. She cooked both slabs carefully, trying to make their only food for now taste good. She hadn't really needed the stick, she was sort of flame proof because of her pyro abilities but she didn't really feel like holding up the two slabs until they were done. When the slabs looked good Trisja tossed one over to Nudek before biting into her own. Not bad, if I do say so myself... Trisja thought to herself continuing to sit near enough to the fire to warm herself sufficiently in the damp warehouse.
Nudek chuckled and caught it. she bit into it svagely frfom the hunger that dwelled in her stomach.. she had hoped to get food at the pub.. but nooo! someone just had to ruin her night and get her to cause a fight.. she mentaly shrugged and ate the rest of her meat. after she had finishedd and had about a half hours rest she was restless to kick those stupid guys keesters who still hung around the windows. waiting for them to come out. She got up and looked around. it was a fair sized warehouse... she walked a ways and found some stored food. she smiled and pulled a bag full of patatos out and smiled. behind all of the bags there were some matrice like things. She pushed away the bags and took a rest. she got up and with much pain she pulled out the matrises... the last one got stuck and she tugged and fell backwards. she starteed laughing and took a deep breath. she pulled them to the fire and fell down on one huffing and puffing.. but still laughing.
Trisja atempted to sleep or rest or at least feel comfortable on the cold, hard floor of the warehouse but it was pretty impossible. In the end she just gave up and sat gazing into the fire, every once and a while glaring at the 'dragons still outside, until Nudek found the food and pulled out the matresses. When Nudek fell Trisja laughed so hard she fell out of her siting postition and rolled on the ground with tears in her eyes. Finally when Nudek got over to the fire with the matreses Trisja layed down on one, and stopped laughing, but every once and a while you could hear a small giggle.
Nudek smiled and layed down. at least the matressess were better then the floor. ~~~~~ She woke up with a big yawn. she had been awake for a while but resting. she sat up and rubbed her eyes. she lookedat Trisja and re-started the fire. she openeed the patato bag and took out two. cookikng them over the fire.
After about fifteen minutes after Nudek had awoken Trisja's woke up as well. She woke to the smell of cooked potatoes and the warmth of the fire which nudek had restarted. Trisja looked over at the crowds outside. <font color="purple"> I think they're leaving bu tI'm not sure...</font>
Nudek shrugged. <span style='color:darkred'>They can stay out there for as long as they want... were suplied for weeks in here..</span> She sniggered and saw one of the faces peek through the windows. she glaired as fire apeared right next to the windows. scared screems sounded as they fell back from the window. Nudek rolled her eyes.
Trisja giggled at the sight of a few 'dragons from the crowd screeching and yelling at the sight of a simple fire. Trisja turned back to their own fire watching it flicker once again in some sort of trance, almost, watching the flames move from side to side, bouncing up and down. Trisja was still in this trance when she heard a sudden sound up in the rafters of the giant werehouse. She imediatly broke from her trance saying to Nudek <font color="purple"> Did you hear that? Lets go up there...it's better than staying down here, always being watched. </font> Trisjs said this as she pointed to the windows where the crowd still sat faces pressed against the windows. Trisja wondered how they could possibly not get bored sitting there merely watching to good fighting femmes eat and sleep? It was soo boring!
<span style='color:darkred'>eheheee..</span> She nodded and walked to the wall. Since she didnt have wings like most others.. for she was of the sea and not of the sky.. She dug her unusualy long retractable claws into the wood and started climbing up. up and up she did go.. she jumped from the wall and grabbed a roof suport beam with her claws and pulled herself up, strugling a bit. She smirked and cracked her wrist. Her claws retracted as she cralled on all fours across the beams. She changed to her quadrepedal form and trotted across the beams to where the sound came from. She looked down at Trisja and smiled. She looked back up and around for the source of the sound. She heard it again and sniffed around the roof along the beams. No scent! she tripped and fell half way from the beam. Her front half hanging on. She climbed back on and panted hard.. that was way to close!
Trisja opened her wings flying up landing right behind Nudek. She had watched Nudek nearly fall so once up in the rafters she dug her claws lightly into the rotting wood. Speaking of rotting wood... <font color="purple"> Nudek, you better watch out for places where the wood is too old to hold you! </font>
Nudek gulped and nodded... <span style='color:darkred'>yeah um.. i kinda noticed.. heheh..</span> She said as she looked back to the spot where she fell.. some of the wood had scraped of... Her pupils wide.. she loves to be up high.. but.. not falling.. and with no wings... <span style='color:darkred'>okay.. whhere was the noise coming from? there are a few.. and. i think there trying to find a way in.. i mean what are they so interested in? is it something we've got? all i own are these earings.. chocker.. and locket.. well.. they are of gold..</span> She shrugged. <span style='color:darkred'>They would have no way of getting them from me... </span>
