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Vriska Serket ([personal profile] dicey) wrote2012-01-03 05:54 pm

☣ 017 | text | standard/hackable lock to Juliet Montague

juliet juliet julietjulietjuliet juuuuuuuulieeeeeeeet

[OOC: any replies from her will be audio or video]
capuletnomore: (getting married so happy)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Video is standard operating procedure for her, so have a smiling Juliet.]

Hello, Vriska! How are you today?

[audio]

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[her voice is weak and halting, completely in contrast to how it normally is; talking is a bit difficult right now]

Uh.

Do you have bandages and shit?
capuletnomore: (concern)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[And now, she's alarmed.]

Bandages? Of course. What has happened? Are you nearby, or do you need me to come and find you?

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[she just presses the yellow button on her PCD, pinging her location to Juliet]
capuletnomore: (stunned)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
I shall be there shortly.

[And she grabs all the gauze and tape she can find from the bathroom, as well as a jar of water and a washcloth, tucks them into her basket, takes a moment to make sure her clock is securely fastened, and heads out the door. It doesn't take her too long to find her friend, but her eyes widen at the sight.]

Oh, Vriska! What has happened? Who did this to you?

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Vriska is lying there, somewhat bloody and covered in burns from Larxene's lightning; there's also quite a bit of internal damage that isn't readily visible]

[she opens an eye]

... Heyyyyyyyy, Juliet.
capuletnomore: (concern)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[She kneels down beside the other woman, glad she'd thought to bring the water and cloth. It is this she reaches for first, dabbing lightly at the blood she can see, to get a better idea of the wounds.]

I am glad you are able to speak, Vriska. I will do what I can, and then, if you are able to walk, I will help you to the clinic.

[She looks worse to Juliet's eye than Tybalt would coming home from a brawl with Benvolio and Mercutio.]

Speak with me, would you? Tell me what happened.

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[her eye closes again]

Lightning. Sucks.
capuletnomore: (i'm coming to a realization)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Lightning? I did not know there was a storm today....

[She pauses a moment when Vriska's eye closes.]

No, no. You must keep awake. To sleep outside when you are injured is a bad idea.

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Not from a stoooooooorm. We fought!

[she'll talk,but she keeps her eyes shut]
capuletnomore: (concern)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
With whom did you fight? The other trolls did not do this to you, did they?

[As long as she keeps talking, Juliet won't push on the eye being closed. Talking means awake. She begins to bandage the injuries she can see.]
capuletnomore: (looking down with interest)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
As do my cousins. But were the others your opponents this time, or was it someone else?

[She shakes her head as she works, still worried by the blood.]

Truly, it is a shame you and Tybalt did not have a chance to meet properly before he disappeared. He would have enjoyed a proper sparring partner.

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
She'd make a good troll.

[she's talking about the woman she fought against and not Tybalt, of course, but she doesn't have the energy to make that clear]
capuletnomore: (oh I see)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Who would make a good troll, Vriska?

[She worries the other woman may be slipping into delirium. In which case she may have to call for more help.]

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Larxene.

[she's definitely slipping into something; her voice is getting slower and more slurred]
capuletnomore: (i'm coming to a realization)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Larxene. I know not the name. Is it she who fought you? Who did this to you?

[She shifts slightly, settling the other woman's head in her lap.]

Vriska...stay awake, please. Can you sit up, or stand? I fear I cannot do much more for you, and you need a proper healer.

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[she twitches her legs, trying to get up, but she's exhausted from her stand-off with Larxene and too injured to overcome it]

Ow. Fuuuuuuuuck.
capuletnomore: (concern)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[She reaches for another jar of water from her basket - this one untouched.]

Here, wait a moment and rest. Drink a little something. It may help.

[She is rapidly running out of things she knows to do.]

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[she tries, but she can't keep it down; it's just coughed back up]
capuletnomore: (looking down with interest)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[The jar gets immediately resealed and put back in her basket. The coughing at least means Vriska hasn't passed out.]

Do not worry. Perhaps we took things too quickly. Rest a moment, but do not sleep. all right? And then we shall try to sit up again.

[The longer they stay out in the cold, the worse she'll get, Juliet is certain. She is working very hard not to panic.]

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[no response, but she's still breathing]
capuletnomore: (i'm coming to a realization)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[She's watching the other woman breathe, and counting time based on the action. She lets Vriska rest for a few moments before patting her arm gently, in a place with no damage.]

Vriska. Vriska, let us try again. I will help you, all right? I will brace you that you may sit, and we shall see how you feel.

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[there's another few leg twitches, but no verbal response]
capuletnomore: (why won't you listen)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-04 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Vriska!

[The rising panic makes her tone sharper than she usually would be.]

Vriska, wake up!

[She lifts the other woman's head and shoulders carefully, pushing her up into a sitting position as best she can.]

You are a fighter, are you not? This is a different sort of battle, but an important one nonetheless. Wake up!

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[the shock of being moved wakes her up; it hurts a lot]

Hey!
capuletnomore: (proud on balcony)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-05 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Thank the Lord, you speak.

[She shifts a little, pulling herself into a crouch and wrapping her arms around the other woman.]

Now, you are going to prove to me how strong trolls are by walking with me to the clinic, yes?

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-05 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck no!

{but she's trying to stand, kind of]
capuletnomore: (serious face)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-05 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[And Juliet is helping her as best she can with that.]

It is either that, or I must call your Tavros to come and help you, as I know not enough of trolls to heal you properly. I have done all I am able, save take you somewhere safe with proper healers.

[She is not above blackmail to make sure her friend is going to be all right.]

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-05 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[she groans]

Tavros can't do... shit.
capuletnomore: (proud on balcony)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-05 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
He can tell the others, one of whom may be able to help. Unless you wish the rest of your people to know the extent of your injuries, we are walking to the clinic.

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-05 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Equius does robots so unless I need another robot arm...

... Nepeta might just hunt me, hahahaha. Maybe Karkat would kill me because he thinks I'm supposed to be dead.
capuletnomore: (serious face)

[personal profile] capuletnomore 2012-01-05 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
If he tries whilst I am nearby, then he will have to kill us both. I did not think you wished for death, and I most certainly do not.

[She's going to continue to manhandle until Vriska's standing.]

Now, unless you wish me to drag you across the cold hard ground the entire way to the clinic, we are walking.

[identity profile] eightshoutpoles.livejournal.com 2012-01-05 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Whaaaaaaaatever.

[she'll lean heavily on Juliet as they do, though she'll deny it later]