[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[Azana Brown]

Sosol nodded, first thinking of taking her back upstairs but suddenly getting a pull at his mind. Honey needed to stay downstairs, though he hadn't a clue why. "I'll get you a cup and get one of these couches right," he answered, starting with the couch. A hard floor was no place for her right now, and he scooped her up to take her there. She wasn't that heavy, so some of his focus went to pouring a glass of water at the bar. It was a bit of a strain at the moment, but he didn't care.

He set her down gently, catching the cup of water and offering to her. "There you go..."  

[Astra_Senpai]

She'd leaned into him only slightly when she'd been picked up. She wanted Giles... even Ignus, but the thought was fleeting. Once set down, knees came back up and she leaned into the corner of the couch, back to the wall. It was still dark in here, the clouds hadn't let up- the lights still broken. She looked to where the fire had been- a table had been shoved over the front of the hearth. She could see tiny flickers of light here and there but her attention was put to the glass. Shakily she accepted it, holding it in her hands, resting lips against the cool glass but not drinking. Her thanks glimmering with new notes to the song in her head, but she didn't speak them. Maybe she just wanted something to hold or that it was something she could control. Drink it or not, once it was hers she could do as she pleased with it. She wiped her eyes, smearing the mess more across her face.  

[Azana Brown]

Sosol frowned as he watched her, slowly but surely righting tables and chairs toppled by the assailant. "..." Honey seemed really shaken by it all, but anyone would have...he wasn't the person she needed to talk to. She needed someone stable, yes, but also incredibly normal...

Violet.

Tyler was hard at work, filtering through data and looking for some combination that rendered the mushi even as an anomaly on the images. "Come on...they can't be entirely invisible...not to the GMO."  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren burst in, all business, followed closely by Malachai and Marouse. "Where's Honey? Sol, did you notice any black around her wounds?"  

[Azana Brown]

Sosol pointed over to the couch where she sat, curled up with a cup of water. "Black...? I...I don't think so, but the wounds were a mess, and I was so focused on stopping the blood and healing her, I didn't give it a careful look." He looked from them, to Honey, to thinking back on the assailant.

"...is it poisonous?"

Tyler's eyes narrowed. "There's so many permutations of filters...I need a more efficient way of doing this." He closed the window, beginning to write more code. Make a program to analyze combinations and record anomalies, then let it run on its own without his own tired eyes.  

[Astra_Senpai]

The bloodied girl looked over at her name, paying attention. New notes popping in- holding her breath. Gripping the glass tightly she trembled. Black stuff? Poisonous? That sick feeling grew worse, fingers moving to press notes of sunshine. Honey started to slip off the couch- fully aware she could easily fit between the wall and the furniture.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Malachau scuttled over to Honey and sniffed her. "...Infected." she muttered, tail lashing. "Honey? Hey, hey, Honey? Can we put a balm on you?"

Marouse sighed, rubbing his chin, wondering if it was going to be effective.

Gren looked back to see if the mushishi was coming. He needed her.  

[Azana Brown]

"Infected...?" Azana asked, shivering mostly from the cold. The robe was notably missing, now around Kyou to keep her warm. She walked over to Sol, looking for a hug but slightly afraid that he had been exposed, too. Then again, he was treating the wounds from a distance, right?

Sol flinched at Malachai's methods, but he wrapped his arms around Azana, choosing the mental route.

I closed the wounds, Honey, but they believe you've been infected. Maro is a master of balms...they smell funny, but they work. He grinned to reassure her, goosebumps erupting from holding his very cold wife.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She didn't understand. Infected? Balm? What Balm? Honey's heart sped up, she swallowed. She felt trapped, her nails plinking sunshine off the glass. She didn't know one of them, he looked like someone she knew from home but much prettier. Her blue gaze fell to Sol, she shook her head no. She didn't want to be touched, didn't understand.

The door opened and Kyou stepped inside. Holding the robe closed, moving as if through molassas, Kyou's green gaze was met by blue. Honey's tremor grew and she pressed against the wall behind her. She tucked her hands against her, tapping louder as she grew more nervous. Kyou stopped half way through the room, this was as close as needed.

"'Ou s'ay o'er t'ere," Honey whimpered. Emerald eye giving a small glimmer of light- Kyou hissed softly, expression softening to sorrow. Kyou made a gesture to the throat. Honey lost any color she'd had- the glass pitched across the room like a rocket and smashing into Kyou's shoulder. Honey slipped behind the couch and curled up. Kyou didn't care about the glass or the water.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Mal looked up to the others with an imploring look. He could manipulate her, if he wanted to, if they'd let him.

Gren frowned, conflicted, and glanced to Kyou. "How fast do we have to act? She's infected."  

[Azana Brown]

Honey, I understand it's uncomfortable, he pleaded mentally, using his height to peek over the couch. I don't want to be harsh, but unless we work with Maro's balm, you might wind up like that woman you just threw a glass at...I don't want that, and I don't think you do, either. I'll stay with you, if you want.

Azana warmed up a little, but she could tell Sol was busy. Doing her own part, she moved the table away from the hearth, hoping to rekindle the fire and warm up the rest of the way.  

[Astra_Senpai]

Stamping a foot, arms moving with urgency. Now. It needed to be done quickly.

She pressed her face against the back on her knees. He'd only get notes of sunshine, she wasn't listening anymore.

The flame of the fire were just fine. The stone bird glowed warmly.  

[Azana Brown]

"Oh...?" Azana peered into the fire, taking note of the stone bird. "Aren't you interesting..." She didn't mind the firelight; its warmth made up for it. To be fair, though, she hadn't taken note of it before...she'd ask around later.

Sosol glanced to Kyou, urgency clear as musical notes danced in his head. "She's completely withdrawn," he reported. "She won't listen to me anymore..."

Tyler nodded, letting the code compile while he got himself to look mildly presentable. A quick shower, towel dry...it would be a while, so he didn't have much else to do.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Malachai frowned. No choice. While Honey hid her face, he turned into a succubus and turned up the charm. "Honey~" she cooed, voice laden with loving command, "Please..?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

Her arms flexed, trying to resist that alluring sound. But without a doubt it would win. She looked up slowly, black eyes watching him- she moved only so far, just out of reach and then out from behind the couch. She was contorting herself a bit, to look smaller- no real logic behind it beyond a silent plea for mercy.

Kyou stepped closer. Eye following the shine beneath even the bloody skin Finger moving to show it was to the collarbone. Catching Gren's eye, gesturing so the statement was obvious- it had to be cut, pulled and the area treated.