moonlessnight125

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Ill & Injured Sentences, Vol. 5

(Sentences for muses that don't feel so great, and for muses trying to take care of another. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"How long will this take to heal?"

"Your memory will return over the next several days, so we'll wait and watch."

"You better sit down before you keel over!"

"You're suffering from a head trauma. You appear to have mild retrograde amnesia."

"Am I going to die?"

"Do I need to worry about you?"

"You're self-medicating with homemade drugs?"

"Are you trying to fix me?"

"Have the headaches started yet?"

"I don't deserve to die like this!"

"I've never felt pain like this, ever!"

"Why are you walking? You were in a coma!"

"You can keep on telling yourself that you're fine, but you're not fine!"

"This may be something of an understatement, but you are not doing well."

"You better take that shirt off. You can't get bloodstains like that out if they set."

"Your head wound wasn't caused by an accident. It was the result of a gunshot."

"Don't you die on me! You hear me?"

"A panic attack is a miscued fight-or-flight mechanism. You think it's a heart attack, but the body is just sending oxygen to organise that need it for defence."

"Listen, you sit here and bleed, or you trust me."

"Was I in some kind of accident?"

"Up until the punching, this was a real nice party."

"I'm going to bleed out while we have this conversation. Can we do this somewhere else?"

"Hey, don't go to sleep. You probably have a concussion."

"Shouldn't you be resting?"

"Do you have any lingering pain from the accident?"

"Am I going to die? I mean, soon?"

"You broke my nose!"

"You can fool the doctors, but you can't fool me."

"They have absolutely fabulous drugs here! I feel great!"

"I'm sorry, does that hurt?"

"This won't hurt. It'll just feel a touch odd."

"Some people swear by hair of the dog, but I refer nature's sponge: the egg."

"I'm in too much pain to go to sleep."

"If you like breathing, you might want to fix this."

"I've never felt so helpless in my life."

"Is there someone we should call for you?"

"I know I don't know you well enough to say this, but you haven't seemed yourself lately."

"Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?"

"There's bad, and there's bad."

"You're going to be okay. You're going to be alright, okay?"

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"Ah, Jill and Chris. I remember them." Solstice smiled. "That Redfield boy hired me to find proof that she was alive."

"Either way, I want to know what you have to offer us?" Quill lean back in his chair. "What you're asking is no small favor. So how much are you offering us?"

"Immunity from any past crimes related to bsaa or anything they have intrest in which," Siren threw down a large folder. "I have compiled a list of."

Windchill picked up the list and skimmed through it. "You've done your homework, but how much are you willing to pay financially?"

"Sheva, give him the earpiece." Siren stood up off the ground. Brushing the dust off of her.

"Why do you need us?" Windchill walked towards Siren, towering over her. "What happened to being the BSAA's pet?"

"It's a rather long story." Siren said.

"Well, I guess then we'll just have to catch up." Quill gave Siren a smile that was just as threatening as it was sweet. "Come, you said you wanted to discuss business. Let's go discuss business."

They were lead into a room with a long table and chairs. Siren sat towards the end, signaling for Sheva to sit next to her. Quill took his seat in a large chair at the end of the table. With Windchill on his left and Solstice on his right.

Siren filled them in on everything that had happened since she had left. Her choosing to go rouge from the bsaa, the wolf hound squad, and the threat mother Miranda posed. "So then, why is she here?" Windchill asked.

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"Don't worry about it." She dismissed him. "We still do sometimes lose hunters on a hunt. Although it's not as often as it used to be." Her smile dropped for a few moments. Her mind going to that tragic hunt she had been on a few years ago."

"No, no, Kushala Dora is the name of an elder dragon. Where the name originates from is lost to time." She explained. "He's known for having scales hard as wind and manipulation of the wind around him."

OPEN STARTER..

{The older gentleman lifted his head curiously when he heard the sounds of your nearing footsteps, your feet gently crunched on the autumn leaves that littered the graveyard. You hear as he clears his throat, you finally turn to look at him.}

“Well then..” {He spoke, voice gentle as ever so as to not spook you.} “..I don’t believe graveyards get many visitors, especially this one-“ {He notes, taking in the disheveled and unkempt appearance of Mère-Lachaiselongue Cemetery before meeting your gaze once again.} “I’m Regis, and you are..?”

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PROMPTS FOR GESTURES AND MOVEMENT *  a bunch of wordless gestures with many different meanings and associations. these can be up close, across a room, or in any other circumstance you want to specify, or if i've specified a situation, feel free to change it up to suit your needs. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ middle ] sender sticks their middle finger up at receiver

[ wave ] sender waves at receiver

[ come here ] sender gestures towards themselves, requesting receiver approach them

[ point ] sender points at receiver across a crowded room

[ cut it out ] sender makes a slashing motion across their throat with their hand, asking receiver to stop what they're doing

[ cross ] sender shows receiver their crossed fingers for good luck

[ nod ] sender nods at receiver to cue them into action

[ shake ] sender shakes their head at receiver to dissuade them from continuing an action

[ silence ] sender places their pointer finger over their lips, telling receiver to be quiet

[ direction ] sender points to another room/location, telling receiver to go there

[ both hands ] sender holds up both hands, palms facing receiver, to make them stop

[ chin ] sender flicks their hand under their chin at receiver in an offensive manner

[ pity wave ] sender gives receiver a pitiful wave

[ blow a kiss ] sender blows a kiss at receiver from a far distance

[ wink ] sender winks suggestively at receiver

[ key ] sender slides their pinched pointer and thumb fingers across their lips and "throws away the key" to show receiver they're keeping a secret

[ pray ] sender puts their hands together in a praying gesture as they silently plead with receiver

[ wipe ] sender wipes their brow in a gesture of relief after watching receiver do something risky

[ ear ] sender taps their ear, indicating they cannot hear what receiver is saying

[ watch ] sender taps their watch (or their watch wrist) indicating receiver is late

[ shrug ] sender overexaggerates a shrug to show receiver they don't know what's going on

[ salute ] sender salutes receiver

[ wave off ] sender frantically waves off receiver to tell them to go away or hide

[ thumbs up ] sender gives receiver a confident thumbs up

[ cover ] sender covers their own mouth with their hand and shows receiver - indicating something is wrong

[ thirsty ] sender pantomimes sipping on a drink, asking for receiver to get them something to drink

[ hungry ] sender pantomimes eating something, asking for receiver to get them something to eat

[ sleepy ] sender pantomimes sleeping on their hands, indicating they are tired

[ phone ] sender holds their hand up to their ear like a phone, asking receiver to answer their calls or look at their phone

[ write ] sender pantomimes writing something on their hand

[ item ] receiver has an item that sender wants, so sender pantomimes the object / acts it out to request the item from them

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Siren rolled her eyes. If this woman wanted to get herself killed, then suit herself. Siren stayed low to the ground. "Let's go around it then. The fewer fights, the better." She turned left down the hallway instead of going straight down. "Hopefully, it should turn, and we'll be able to sneak past."

"We're almost there. This is the last chance for you to turn back." She warned. "I don't know what's beyond there. It could easily kill both of us."

"If you don't want a gun aimed at ya, then don't be comin' anywhere near my truck." Rain maintained steady aim with her pistol. "You ain't gettin' cut any slack just 'cause you're not rotted to the bone. You're makin' my damn skull vibrate from all the way over there, so I know you're infected to hell and back. You better tell me what your deal is and what you're doin' here."

"Woah, hey, relax. There's no need to do anything stupid." Siren raised her hands up. She eye the woman, trying to figure out how much of a threat she really was. Why Siren didn't have the best opening, she could likely get away and escape if she needed to.

"I can promise you I am not infected. If I were, I already would have taken care of it myself. Now, why don't you just put the gun down, and we can talk like adults, okay?"

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"Sheva, give him the earpiece." Siren stood up off the ground. Brushing the dust off of her.

"Why do you need us?" Windchill walked towards Siren, towering over her. "What happened to being the BSAA's pet?"

"It's a rather long story." Siren said.

"Well, I guess then we'll just have to catch up." Quill gave Siren a smile that was just as threatening as it was sweet. "Come, you said you wanted to discuss business. Let's go discuss business."

They were lead into a room with a long table and chairs. Siren sat towards one end, signaling for Sheva to sit next to her. Quill took his seat in a large chair at the other end of the table. With Windchill on his left and Solstice on his right.

Siren filled them in on everything that had happened since she had left. Her choosing to go rouge from the bsaa, the wolf hound squad, and the threat mother Miranda posed. "So then, why is she here?" Windchill asked.

"Shut up." He snarled into her ear. His cold breath breathed down her neck.

"Quill get off me!" Siren struggled. "Look, we're here on business. We need a service only you can provide. We are willing to pay and turn a blind eye to any illegal activities you do in the process." Siren explained.

"Boys, let them up." A third voice said, as lights came on. Standing at the end of a building was a woman. Her blond hair was flowing down her shoulders as she had pale, almost rose pink color patches on her skin. But even so, she had a sniper rifle pointed directly at Siren and Sheva. "I think we should hear them out. For now." Solstice lowered her rifle.

Quill got off Siren, and Windchill removed his knife from Shevas neck. He locked the door behind them. "What could you need from us?" He asked. His pale skin and white hair further add to the coldness of his being.

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Tundra stepped inside. With a few pills and a drink for Jill. "I understand your frustration with being here. But you need to take the medication. Going cold turkey on it will likely lead to some very nasty side effects and potentially cause serious complications. Now, if you want to get off of them, we can discuss potentially weaning you off of some of them. And the other's your almost done with." She set them down on a nearby table.

"Lastly, I just need to ask you a few things about any potential sideffects you may be feeling."

Tundra put her hands up in defeat. "Alright, Ms Valentine, I'll leave you be." The doctor soon left the room. Meeting Jill had been a disaster in more ways than one.

While on her break, she left a voicemail for her uncle. Asking if there was anything legally they could do for Jill.

After a few hours she would return. "Ms Valentine? I'm back with your medication." Tundra carefully stepped inside.

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"Shut up." He snarled into her ear. His cold breath breathed down her neck.

"Quill get off me!" Siren struggled. "Look, we're here on business. We need a service only you can provide. We are willing to pay and turn a blind eye to any illegal activities you do in the process." Siren explained.

"Boys, let them up." A third voice said, as lights came on. Standing at the end of a building was a woman. Her blond hair was flowing down her shoulders as she had pale, almost rose pink color patches on her skin. But even so, she had a sniper rifle pointed directly at Siren and Sheva. "I think we should hear them out. For now." Solstice lowered her rifle.

Quill got off Siren, and Windchill removed his knife from Shevas neck. He locked the door behind them. "What could you need from us?" He asked. His pale skin and white hair further add to the coldness of his being.

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"Listen, you need to do exactly what I tell you." Siren looked up at Sheva. "If these people suspect even for a moment that we want them arrested, we're dead. Now follow me." Siren walked into the alley way, walking towards a back door. She took a deep breath and opened it.

The room was pitch black. Siren stepped inside, knowing what was likely to happen. "Quill, Windchill, I know your in-" Siren was cut off when she was grabbed and pinned to the ground.

The door behind Sheva slammed shut as Windchill crept up behind her, holding a knife to her neck. "Don't. Move." His voice was cold. "Now, you better have a damn good reason for come crawling back with a a bsaa rat."

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@pretty-isnt-pretty-enough

"Listen, you need to do exactly what I tell you." Siren looked up at Sheva. "If these people suspect even for a moment that we want them arrested, we're dead. Now follow me." Siren walked into the alley way, walking towards a back door. She took a deep breath and opened it.

The room was pitch black. Siren stepped inside, knowing what was likely to happen. "Quill, Windchill, I know your in-" Siren was cut off when she was grabbed and pinned to the ground.

The door behind Sheva slammed shut as Windchill crept up behind her, holding a knife to her neck. "Don't. Move." His voice was cold. "Now, you better have a damn good reason for come crawling back with a a bsaa rat."

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"One second, let me go check in with my manager if anyone has stopped by." The employee said and stepped back into the back room. But Siren had already sneaked out. She managed to catch up with Geko and escaped.

There was no response from Siren. She hid in the shadows completely. Hidden from Ada's view. Slowly, she made her way behind a building, still out of Ada's sight. But Ada would catch her. Siren smirked as an idea formed in her head.

She quietly she climbed into the back room of a store convenient store. "Hey, what are you doing here?!"

One of the employees shouted at her. "There's this woman outside. She keeps following me and asking weird questions. I don't know her. I'm trying to lose her. Can I hide in here till she leaves.

The employee let out a sigh. "Sure kid, but don't touch anything."

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"Mostly more powerful ones, like Kushala Daora." She explained as they continued to walk. "But things have gotten a lot better recently. Things have been rebuilt, fortification enhanced, and so on."

OPEN STARTER..

{The older gentleman lifted his head curiously when he heard the sounds of your nearing footsteps, your feet gently crunched on the autumn leaves that littered the graveyard. You hear as he clears his throat, you finally turn to look at him.}

“Well then..” {He spoke, voice gentle as ever so as to not spook you.} “..I don’t believe graveyards get many visitors, especially this one-“ {He notes, taking in the disheveled and unkempt appearance of Mère-Lachaiselongue Cemetery before meeting your gaze once again.} “I’m Regis, and you are..?”

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"Alright, let's head there!" Moon ran down towards the basment ahead of the doctor. When she arrived to the basment, where the fire had yet to spread. She found a man dressed in black shoving some documents into a duffle bag. "Hey!" She shouted at the man.

He turned to her fired her. Moon managed to avoid it. "Shit, he must be the Arsonist." She cursed under her breath.

Open Starter that anyone can respond to!

((OOC: This is an open starter that anyone is welcome to respond to, regardless of if we've RPed before or not.))

"That fire looks a bit out of control," the Doctor stated as he looked into the distance at a burning building. "There could be people who need help. We should hurry." With that, he ran off towards the fire, hoping to save as many people as he could.

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Send ❊ to throw a snowball at my muse.

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Moon felt her blood run cold. She couldn't hurt them, could she? Shit. "W-well, on my planet, we've discovered that torture tends to be an ineffective method." She explained.

"Your reputation is warranted. You're beautiful at what you do."

"H-huh?" Moon looked up, surprised to see the doctor in the prosecutor's lobby. She had come in here after giving testimony to try and calm down from almost having a panic attack on the stand. "What are you doing here? How did you get in here?" She whispered shouted at him.

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There was no response from Siren. She hid in the shadows completely. Hidden from Ada's view. Slowly, she made her way behind a building, still out of Ada's sight. But Ada would catch her. Siren smirked as an idea formed in her head.

She quietly she climbed into the back room of a store convenient store. "Hey, what are you doing here?!"

One of the employees shouted at her. "There's this woman outside. She keeps following me and asking weird questions. I don't know her. I'm trying to lose her. Can I hide in here till she leaves.

The employee let out a sigh. "Sure kid, but don't touch anything."

Siren shook her head. "Fine, enjoy your boy toy. Or at least this one." Siren said, a shit eating grin on her face. "It was nice to meet you, wildcat." She said to Leon. She turned around and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

She made it outside, quickly changing from the clothes she was wearing into some dark blue clothes. "Geko, this is Si." She said over a phone. "Can you pick me up? Mission went south, but I've completed my objective."

"Yeah, I'll be there, babe. Just stay out of sight." Geko replied. Siren hid, her body disappearing amongst the shapes in the shadows.

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Siren shook her head. "Fine, enjoy your boy toy. Or at least this one." Siren said, a shit eating grin on her face. "It was nice to meet you, wildcat." She said to Leon. She turned around and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

She made it outside, quickly changing from the clothes she was wearing into some dark blue clothes. "Geko, this is Si." She said over a phone. "Can you pick me up? Mission went south, but I've completed my objective."

"Yeah, I'll be there, babe. Just stay out of sight." Geko replied. Siren hid, her body disappearing amongst the shapes in the shadows.

"What's going on?" Leon glared at the two.

Siren let out a sigh and filled him in on what happened. Leaving out who specifically hired her, how much she was being paid, and what exactly she was doing with that information. When all was said and done she looked at Ada. "Well, I held up my end of the bargain."

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"It's very far away from here." She began, wanting to keep things vauge. She wasn't sure how he'd he react to her being from another world. "It's where the headquarters of the hunter's guild is located. We've also have struggled with dr- monster attacks in the past."

OPEN STARTER..

{The older gentleman lifted his head curiously when he heard the sounds of your nearing footsteps, your feet gently crunched on the autumn leaves that littered the graveyard. You hear as he clears his throat, you finally turn to look at him.}

“Well then..” {He spoke, voice gentle as ever so as to not spook you.} “..I don’t believe graveyards get many visitors, especially this one-“ {He notes, taking in the disheveled and unkempt appearance of Mère-Lachaiselongue Cemetery before meeting your gaze once again.} “I’m Regis, and you are..?”