WFS/WCS/GMS Roleplay.

[Midge]

[Raider]

"Matthew hide," I tell him quickly before sprinting off towards the house.
If the doctor saw him... There could be some major issues.
Considering this was the doctor that labeled him as deceased that time ago.
I find the man and usher him back to where the others are, glad to see Matthew had scurried to the house.
"Alright, an explanation would be nice," the doctor says, having to shift Annabel away from Silver.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I stand a bit straighter and put on a polite smile before shaking the doctor's hand.
"Good to see you. Basically, there was a non competitive flat race going on. Something went wrong. Ben over there ended up under his horse, Silver's horse went AWOL with her on it and when it dropped her Frankie tried saving the day and they were both knocked off the second horse and fell quite a ways. I suggest prioritizing Silver because she's drowning in her own blood."
I pause to take a breath.
"Ben's knees and everything below that point looks shattered and he'll probably need some sort of replacement or heavy reconstruction. Frankie is relatively fine, but he's got fractures. Everyone involved got morphine, nobody else was hurt, and please try not to monopolize anyone here for money because I'll follow most of the big words you're saying."
I end my 'report' with another polite grin and then add;
"I'm Kifer, by the way. Ex field medic, so if you need something done, I'm your man."

[Midge]

[Thomas]

"Right... One thing after another with you, huh Silver?" I say and she rolls her eyes.
I tug her shirt up and wince at the sight of the bloodied bruises and warped flesh from the broken bones underneath.
"Alright, this is definitely going to hurt," I let her know and she prepares herself.
I start pushing my fingers on her ribs, not with much force, but enough to get a reaction out of her to know which ribs were broken.
My words catch in my throat once I finish doing that, having to check her pulse and a couple other things.
"I need her inside, on a bed, and sharp objects... Probably some alcohol as well," I tell Kifer.
"I'd rather no one else enter the room because it's not going to be pretty."
Silver sighs and I keep myself from frowning.
She was hardly ever in pretty situations.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I look at Trevor.
"Trevor, you know where things are.."
Man, I was still treating the kid like my bitch.
Ah well.
Still, moving Silver all the way inside...
"How do you plan on moving her?"

[Midge]

[Thomas]

The white haired kid runs off into the house at this.
"We can't be gentle... It'll take too long," I say honestly.
"Silver, can you handle this?"
She hesitates but nods, mainly because she understood what needed to be done.
"We need to hurry before she actually does drown. Then I can get to the others. They'll need to be moved as well."

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

Yea, I could understand that.
I sigh and nod, shifting near Silver.
"Alright, lets get it over with." I say, giving Silver a steadying look.

[Midge]

[Thomas]

"Alright, lets go," I say firmly before striding off to the house, figuring Trevor could lead me to her bedroom.
This was going to be bad... And close.
I'd have to be quick and slightly sloppy at first to save her.
As long as it works...
Trevor darts up the stairs in front of me and takes me to her room, laying out the things he found.

[Silver]

I clench my jaw and watch Kifer, nodding.
This was going to hurt.
I wanted him to be with me since Ben would have to be in a separate room...
But Thomas hated people nearby while he worked.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I shifted my arms under her before picking her up, grimacing when I felt things shift and move against my arm that shouldn't be shifting and moving.
God, I could relate too well to how she felt.
I fell off a cliff once...
I moved quickly after Thomas, for once glad that I was such a hardened bastard.
Im only a few seconds behind Thomas and Trevor, setting Silver as gently as I could manage on her bed, which was still bloody from her previous escapades.
Only after I had done so did I realize Thomas would notice the work on her heart.
....fuck.
Alison had told me about this.
I give no indication of my sudden panic, just take a few steps back and watch.

[Midge]

[Silver]

I couldn't help but gasp and whimper at things shifting in my body once I was moved.
I clung to him out of desperation and hated when I had to let go because he set me down.
"While I work on her, I need the other two placed in separate rooms so I can get to work on them once I'm finished here," Thomas explains.
"I don't want any interruptions. Emotional or otherwise. This needs to be done."
I watch him as he ushers Trevor and Kifer out of the room.
My eyes followed Kifer's every move, suddenly scared out of my mind.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

It took alot of willpower to let Thomas move me out of the room like that.
I grit my teeth and glance back at Silver once, making eye contact and realizing she was terrified.
Goddamnit.
I shake my head and force myself to go outside again, refocusing on the task at hand.
Ben needed to be moved. So did Frankie.
"Matthew, Raider. We have to move these two into the house, too." I call to them once they were within shouting distance.

[Midge]

{Timeskip}

[Thomas]

After checking on Ben and Frankie again, I walk out of Silver's room and rub my eyes tiredly.
Jesus Christ...
I had blood stains all over my clothes and I just didn't care at this point.
My back hits the wall and I slide to the floor, letting out a quiet sigh.
They were all sleeping... And Silver was still alive.
I don't know how, but she managed to pull through with me.
Once again, she fell into death long enough to say hello before coming back.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I grab a half empty bottle of vodka and two shot glasses before sitting down on the opposite side of the hallway of Thomas, setting one of the shot glasses down.
"Fancy a drink?" I ask, my tone calm. I don't look at him, just pour a shot into each glass and set the bottle down.
"I know it gets difficult."

[Midge]

[Thomas]

"That sounds great..." I mutter, my wrists on my knees.
"Difficult. You could call it that. She's died on me twice now and yet she keeps coming back," I say, looking around the hall, "I don't know how, but she does it. After everything she's been through, you'd think such a person would just let themselves die when it came to that point... She doesn't."
Silver just keeps fighting, even if she might not want too.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I push his glass towards him, taking my own and making quick work of it.
"Guess she has the will somewhere down that dark road." I comment. "The will to live is kind of hard to kill."
The vodka leaves a nice burn on my throat, and I take another shot.
"So, how do you know Silver?" I ask, changing the subject.
I'd dwelled enough on death lately.
I wish I was so lucky as to be able to die like that..

[Midge]

[Thomas]

I take the shot with pleasure, rolling it around on my tongue for a moment.
"I was put on her case when the ambulance brought her in from that awful plane crash a couple years ago," I tell him, "It was rough. Four surgeries before she even woke up and we were sure she had died during the second one. Silver was dead for over three minutes... Someone must of woken her up or told her that she wasn't finished. Sounds superficial, but we don't get miracles like that often. Even once she woke up, she refused to speak after hearing what had happened to her friend. Forester... His body was unrecognizable when we found him and there was no hope. Every rehabilitation session we put her in, she hated. She did it, but she hated it because she knew how limited she was after that. Silver had to start over completely. I heard her mother had died some time before that and her father had passed from an illness only a couple months before that. She literally had no one to turn too after that accident."
"... Yet here she is, surrounded by people that make her happy," I add, thinking about it, "She's engaged, has a kid, and she looks at you with such adoration. I'd say she recovered pretty damn well on her own."

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I sigh deeply and take two more shots while he speaks.
"Happy..? Perhaps." I say after a moment, pulling my knees up so I can rest my forearms on them.
"She needs to find a new object of adoration, though."
I pour myself and him another shot, staring at the glass.
"Maybe go back to being all dopey eyed over Ben."

[Midge]

[Thomas]

I raise an eyebrow at this.
"Oh...? Not enjoying her attention?" I ask, slightly surprised, but not entirely.
Silver didn't talk while I was operating on her, but I had a feeling she was thinking about him...
Based on the look she gave him before I shoved him out of the room.
I was a little confused, seeing as how Silver was engaged to Ben, yet she looked to Kifer.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I clear my throat, shrugging.
"I enjoy any attention from women. That's the point."
I push the bottle away so I can keep a clear head and not end up passing out drunk.
"Silver gets attached easily. I move on quickly. I told her I wouldn't-"
I stop.
Fucking alcohol making me more willing to talk.
I shake my head again and take what I hope is my last shot.

[Midge]

[Thomas]

"Nahh I understand. You don't have to explain."
Silver was definitely like that... She couldn't help it.
"She's self-consciously afraid to be alone again and so she clings to what she believes will stay;"
"If I was in her position, I'd be the same way. Even if she realizes what she does, she won't stop."
It's what I've become to notice as her nature.
Especially nowadays.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I sigh again.
"Guess I can't blame her for it. But I've done nothing for her. She has no reason to cling to me."
I look away from the bottle when I find myself staring at it.
"If anything I'd make her problems worse. I don't think she gets that."
Women.... sometimes I thought being gay would be easier. But then, men didn't have boobs...

[Midge]

[Thomas]

"Mm... Still. It's not like she can see Ben anytime soon... They're both going to be bed ridden for a bit," I admit.
They both had the worst of what had happened whereas Frankie would just rest and feel better.
He'd need a brace, but the other two would need utter care and restraints.
"She might actually be waking up soon... The drugs I gave her to knock her out wear off faster for some reason."
That actually bugged me because she needed to sleep.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

Damn.. that'd suck for both of 'em.
"...Think I should go see her?" I ask hesitantly, figuring she'd want someone there.
And if Ben couldn't be there...
Man, my restraints were down the drain..

[Midge]

[Thomas]

"Possibly coax her back to sleep at least... Get her to take a couple pills," I reply.
"She's rather stubborn actually."
That was an understatement, seeing as how she was too stubborn to let herself die.
"It'd also be nice to not let her see the stitches... They've extended the line from her previous scar. It's not something I want her to see just yet."
The scar would be massive once this healed.

[Bemottled]

[Kifer]

I nod once and stand kinda shakily, trying not to stumble before slipping into Silver's room.
I stopped a few feet into the doorway, looking at her with a half hurt expression on my face.
Damn, she looked bad...
I don't think I've ever met anyone with worse luck..

[Midge]

[Silver]

I was fairly awake, but just resting currently because I was afraid to open my eyes.
... To see the mark that was left, seeing as how I'm still alive.
The tug against my skin that the stitches were causing when I inhaled told me how large it was.
It nearly made me sick just thinking about it.
I clench my jaw and sigh, not having heard Kifer walk in.

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