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[plutonicideals]

Who: Riley and OPEN. With a bonus plotted out thread.
Where: ~Around~.
When: Beginning of the event.
Rating: PGish? It won't get to be more than PG-14 at best probably, will update if it somehow goes over that!
Summary: Mutant shenanigans. And also the story of how three teenage mutants discovered a hurt human.
The Story:
ONE
[So! Riley likes spending her time outside. Anywhere she can sit and draw, she'll take it. That's why she's here and there and anywhere, doodling away in her sketchbook. All in all, it seems like a pretty normal scenario... up until a purple cat leaps out of the sketchbook and takes its place beside her. Sometimes, though, it takes off—and that causes her to pack up immediately and follow after it.]

Hey—Hey, wait up! I can't pet you or anything if you run off!

[And she's not actually watching where she's going, so it's entirely possible she could be crashing into you.]

TWO [Closed to Kanji, Sam, and Maya]
[Sometime after school, or whatever they happened to be doing at time, someone had the bright idea to go exploring in the industrial district. What could go wrong? Riley was mildly distressed about the idea of it, she wasn't the best with doing things they probably shouldn't be doing, she didn't want to get in trouble. She was really bad at lying, and if anyone asked her later she wouldn't really know what to say. But after some moments of consideration, she agreed. Sometimes you just have to live dangerously! Probably! Also Maya was there and so was Kanji and that was a good thing.

She peers around, squinting a bit as she takes in their surroundings.]

Soooooo. It definitely looks like a place that we probably shouldn't be.

Comments

SORRY GUYS sob

[ofletters]

[ If they were going to hurt him more, Sam figures they'd have already done it. Though, they're not exactly bursting to aid him, which makes sense (though he does hear the phrase 'bandages' though the haze of his brain static. ]

You shouldn't be here. [ He mutters, though it's more true for himself than for them. With him human and them decidedly not. They have to know, right? Can't they tell? ] You don't have to...

[ Help. Though it's in contrast with his earlier request for aid.

It's difficult to think, let alone to form coherent thoughts. It'd be nice to just sit and close his eyes for a while, but-- no, can't do that. Stay awake. ]

NEVER APOLOGIZE YOU ARE LOVELY

[finewithhalf]

You could also -- I don't know -- try drawing bandages? That's a thing that could happen.

[She mutters it mostly under her breath though, a few moments before looking away from her phone.]

Okay so Len says he can talk us through it but first he needs to know if it's from stabbing or guns. And I've never seen either but he says he'll be able to tell if we tell him where the bleeding's coming from?

[She pokes Kanji in the bicep. Time to put those guns to work, Muscles.]

You touch it.

[cuteshit]

Wasn't sure how well drawin' 'em would work. [He might have some trouble remembering the intricacies of other people's powers from time to time.] Give it a shot, Riley, see what you can come up with?

[Unfortunately, Kanji's ability to conduct and manipulate electricity is going to do exactly squat here, unless the guy ends up needing his heart jumpstarted. Kanji startles a little as Maya prods at him, rubbing that spot on his arm before nodding and inching closer.]

Alright, alright-- hey, where are you hurt? Can I see? Gonna need a closer look if we're gonna fix you up.

[Ugh, he'll touch it if he has to.]

[plutonicideals]

I've never drawn anything but cats! [But that doesn't mean that she won't try, she's already starting to draw some bandages (or attempt to) but they pop out as purple squares of cloth instead of anything resembling a decent bandage... though she hopes it does the job anyway, it should be good enough until he gets medical attention? Hopefully.

And while Kanji is inspecting the guy, she starts to build up a supply of purple bandage-y squares.]

Okay. Okay, I have a bunch. It should be okay enough until we can get someone better at this stuff to look at him?

feel free to time/place skip to get him to... somewhere else... if need be

[ofletters]

[ They'll need "someone better at this stuff." Sam is looking bad in general, but even as they try and come up with a plan, he's slipping farther from coherence and from consciousness. Kanji approaches and he stirs, looking vaguely troubled, but there isn't a lot he can do to keep himself upright or healthy. ]

I have to-- [ Ah, shit. Lights out. Sam's head touches the wall where he half-sits, collapsed, suffering from what may or may not be eventually revealed as a bit of a concussion. ]

Actually I changed the tag but not the subject line pretend I didn't say that thing about settings

[finewithhalf]

Well that probably doesn't help.

[She's not freaked out by this shut up your FACE is freaked out by this.]

Okay. Okay. So. So he's bleeding right? So. So I don't know -- maybe it's under what it's wearing?

[She zips to Kanji's side, taking excessive photos to send to Len for advice.]

[cuteshit]

Shit. Shit.

[Eloquence is never really Kanji's strong suit, especially not now.]

I can probably carry him if we gotta move him, at least, but-- dependin' on how bad he's hurt, that might not be a good idea.

[He grimaces, getting down on his knees so he can carefully pull Sam's jacket back to look for the site of the injury itself. He's much less hesitant to touch now that the human is unconscious.]

Here-- take a picture of this? Looks like he's cut deep; Len got anything to say about whether it's cool to move him or not?

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[She's still there, probably making more bandages than necessary? But who knows, it's way better to be safe than sorry.]

It'd be better to get him somewhere safe. And warm. But that's only if we can...

[Maybe they can take him to her house? Her dad wouldn't argue, probably, but that's only if they can move him in the first place. And even then he'd probably be better off at a hospital or something.]