THE PARTY'S JUST BEGUN // Mariana injury

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｢ NOW THESE DAYS ARE GONE, I'M NOT SO SELF ASSURED ｣

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BIOGRAPHY —–—

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TOYHOUSE —–-—

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SOOTHSAYER –-—

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TYPHOON —–-—

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Truthfully, Roan didn't know about why Caesar hated The Typhoon so much. He had never been told the story, and he had never particularly been interested in knowing, considering the other was a grade A asshole. However, if he had known that this was all simply over a rank? Being bitter that he hadn't been pushed higher in the group's hierarchy? The soothsayer would've been furious. To commit such atrocities all because you were bitter over a rank, especially a decision made so long ago... it was inconceivable to Roan. Although, it wasn't as if Caesar hadn't proven himself to be a bitter and sadistic bitch a hundred times over in the past. Almost nothing he did at this point could surprise the siamese, considering he was the one that always had to clean up after it. Always had to grit his teeth and make sure others were alright after they had been wrongfully attacked by the bastard. It seemed as though the Cipher hadn't yet hit his limit, though. He could still go lower.

Out for his usual walk around the less populated parts of the territory, Roan had been having a relatively peaceful morning. That is, until cries reached him. Frantic sobbing that sounded unnervingly familiar. It was enough to make him spring into action, wings opening up as he took to the sky and followed the sound. Sure enough, it wasn't long until Caesar's scent reached him as well, causing his entire body to tense with anger. He wasn't given much more time to seethe, though, because it wasn't long before he spotted Marianas. His heart immediately dropping into his stomach upon seeing her, all splayed out with blood slowly pouring out all around her. He was quick to plummet down out of the sky, glancing around to make sure that Caesar was gone before he approached. The soothsayer's words were gentle as he spoke up, ears pressed flat against his skull, "Marianas... shit, shit... don't worry, I'm going to help you, I promise." He wasn't sure if his words would be of any comfort, but he still felt the need to offer them. Additionally, he knew there was no chance of the girl responding, considering the state that her jaw was in.

Dropping his satchel down on the ground beside him, Roan was quick to get to work. He pulled out bandages, bindings, and the various herbs that he would need, his eyes narrowing with concentration. He decided to focus on Marianas' side first, since that's where she was losing the most blood. Grabbing his horsetail and marigold, the medic quickly ground them together, creating a poultice before leaning forward to apply them gently to Marianas's side, along the length of the entire gash. He then took his supply of bandages, aiming to slowly cover the large wound with bandages gradually. Once that was finished, he turned back towards Marianas's face, his expression still grim. He muttered softly to the kit as he leaned forward, sighing, "I'm so sorry, Marianas... but this is going to hurt. I need to make sure that your jaw is in the right place before I set it to heal." With that, he carefully moved forward, taking a rag and making sure that there was no extra blood filling her mouth.

Once he was sure the girl wasn't about to choke, he took a deep breath inwards. After a moment, he leaned forward to try and carefully grip Marianas's jaw, and move it into place. He would then aim to wrap it up carefully in a splint of bandages, going around Marianas's jaw and over her head. He knew it would be extremely difficult for her to do certain things for a while – talking was the least of her problems when eating and drinking were part of the equation. Still, he'd be able to help her recover once she was in the temple, and once her immediate injuries had been treated. Once her jaw had been treated as best he could for the moment, he aimed to repeat his former actions on the gash on Marianas's neck, applying the poultice and covering it with bandages. If his treatment had been successful, Marianas would look more like a mummy than a feline at that point, but it was unfortunately necessary, in order to keep her breathing.

With another heavy sigh of frustration and worry, Roan then turned and called out, voice slightly hoarse, "Hey! Anybody! Marianas is hurt, and I need help taking her back to the temple!" Being that Marianas was larger than most other kittens, the soothsayer didn't want to risk dropping her on the way to the temple because his back wasn't large enough to carry her on. Thankfully, he knew of several others that would be able to assist, in that regard.[/td][/tr][/table]