Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2015 21:53:37 GMT -5
So I keep forgetting to post this, but this happened like... a few days ago. Also, I don't have it in its entirety, but... basically you can guess where it leads.
*it's like 2 in the afternoon so thank goodness it's not open, but something happens (maybe weirdo protest idiots) and next thing you know, the bar was in flames!*
Kit *getting a coffee and in that area when she hears the screams of passersby, hurries that way*
Kyle: *had been in when the bar caught on fire, taking inventory and the flames hit the flammable liquor quickly leaving it engulfed as Kyle tries his best to try to get out and save as much stuff as he can*
Kit: *overhears from someone that Kyle is still in there, so she drops her coffee and busts into the building* Kyle!! *but it's impossible to see in the smoke... and also not easy to breathe* Kyle!!
Kyle: *gets out through the back, coughing some and makes it around and hears from someone that Kit ran in for him. Curses in Latin and heads back in* Kit! Kit where are you?
Kit: *a beam breaks above her and she dives, but it pins her legs and a big chunk smacks her in the head just as she screams, cutting off the yell and her consciousness*
Kyle: *heard the short yell and makes his way as fast he can, trying not to get hurt too much as the wood starts bursting in places* Kit! *sees her and tries to pull her out from the beam, getting heavily burned in the process but doesn't care as he works their way out of the bar, finding it hard to breathe and collapsing once they get outside as people swarm them and take them to the infirmary*
Kyle: *wasn't unconscious and as soon as the infirmary checked on him, made his way to Kits room and pulled up a chair next to her bed, waiting for her to wake up* my little idiot kitten. *smiles some as he softly brushes her hair back*
Kit: *stirs and winces* oh my gods... ow, the hell-... *eyes bolt open* KYLE! *notices him and takes his hand firmly and coughs* oh my gods, you're okay!
Kyle: Whoah...whoah, easy Kit. Yes, I'm okay. I'm fine. It's you who's the main concern. Whyd you run into a burning build, kitten? *trying to say it in a little teasing way to lighten the mood*
Kit: *lays back, but doesn't let go of his hand* I thought you were in trouble...
Kyle: I got out through the back, when I heard you ran in. Gods, Kit, you scared the shit out of me.
Kit: I'm sorry. I wanted to help you. I guess it kind of backfired... *touches her forehead and her hand comes back blood smeared* yep, definitely backfired...
Kyle: Hey, it's okay. I went back and got you. A beam fell on ya. *chuckles that turns into a cough* The infirmary wants to keep you for a day to make sure the burns aren't too bad.
Kit: Thank you, Kyle. That was really brave of you. Are you okay?
Kyle: Just a few burns and smoke in the lungs. I'll survive. Besides, *smirks* I had to be the firefighter who saved the kitten.
Kit: *actually laughs* oh gods, that's so lame it's funny. Touche though, touche.
Kyle: *chuckles* I try. *takes his free hand and brushes her hair back* But I was so worried about you. Thought I might lose you.
Kit: *tries to joke* if I died, I'd come back and haunt you. *sighs* okay, I suck at jokes. But... thank you. You saved my life.
Kyle: Well, even though that means I'd still have you around, I prefer being able to actually touch you. You do give the best hugs. *slight laugh* You would have done the same for me.
Kit: *smiles* So do you. *rests her head back* I tried to, at least. But yeah, I would.
Kyle: I know you did. That's why you're my brave kitten.
Kit: *smiles at him* But you're completely okay, right?
Kyle: Just some burns. Take a few days to heal. Other than that I'm fine. Still kind of in the pits about the bar though.
Kit: What even happened? Everyone seemed really confused and panicked when I got there. Either way, I'll help you rebuild it as soon as they let me out of here, okay?
KYle: Some riot broke out and well, some alcohol is flammable and I definitely had a lot of alcohol in there. *sighs but gives her a smile* I appreciate it. Might add more plants in there next time, just for you.
Kit: You mean it was set? That's bullcrap! Want me to hunt them down? *smiles at him, then teases* You mean I'd have to visit every day to make sure you were watering them? That sounds awful! *winks*
Kyle: I mean I could water them, alcohol has some water in them. *teasing*
Kit: Kyle! *laughs* Drunk plants. Leave it to you.
Kyle: *chuckles* Son of Bacchus, can you honestly blame me?
Kit: Nope, can't blame you at all. You'd be boring if you weren't you.
Kyle: And the world would be less happy if you weren't you. *half smile*
Kit: If only I didn't hurt so much... I'd hug you for that one.
Kyle: I'll just bug you about giving me one as soon as you get better. *smirks* You know I love your hugs
Kit: Deal then. Ugh, do you think you could get me something? Anything really? Just my legs seriously are killing me.
Kyle: Yeah, sure. What do you need?
Kit: Water, ambrosia, ice pack, anything. I'm not picky.
Kyle: Sure, let me see what I can get you. *heads out and comes back with water and an ice pack and hands them to her*
Kit *smiles when he comes back* My hero, for like the bazillionth time today. *takes the ice pack and tucks it under the covers over her lower legs where the burn from the beam is, then takes the water and sips it* For all this, we should go get ice cream. Sometime.
Kyle: I agree. And, it'll be my treat. You can get whatever you want. It'll be like a date, I guess.
Kit: *smiles* I like that idea. I mean, we could be tromping through mud in Tartarus and I'd still be okay with it, but an ice cream date?
Kyle: Yes, a....date. *finding it awkward to use that word because he never really does*
Kit: *smiles sadly* You sound so strange saying that. Really, call it anything that feels natural for you, okay? I won't be offended. *okay, maybe a little disappointed, but she knew him better than to expect him to want an actual date*
Kyle: No no, I'm serious. It's a date. Just weird to say it is all.
Kit: *smiles* Thank you. I owe you a really big hug. Or like ten.
Kyle: Hey, don't strain yourself. Just take it easy, okay? I need to go for a bit and assess the damage and see if my lack of insurance covers anything.
Kit: Alright, I'll be careful. *nods* I hope there's something left.
Kyle: Me too. *reaches and gives her hand a squeeze* I'll be back. *and heads out*
Kit: See you later. *watches him go, then leans back and closes her eyes*
Orcus: *using his cane to push through some of the light debris*
Kyle: *walks over to the area and curses some in Latin before noticing Orcus* Sorry mate, bars closed. *slight, hallow chuckle as he looks at the debris sadly*
Orcus: *looks to him* So I see. That's not why I'm here though. I owe you a favor for your generosity and kind ear. So then... I could help you rebuild this in record time. What do you say?
Kyle: *confused, not sure if he heard him right* Say what?
Orcus: *smiles* Do you want your bar back, Kyle?
Kyle: Well, yeah of course but, dude, that's too much of me to ask of you.
Orcus: Nonsense. You helped me in my time of need, did you not? This seems to be a time of need for you. *studies him* In more ways than one?
*it's like 2 in the afternoon so thank goodness it's not open, but something happens (maybe weirdo protest idiots) and next thing you know, the bar was in flames!*
Kit *getting a coffee and in that area when she hears the screams of passersby, hurries that way*
Kyle: *had been in when the bar caught on fire, taking inventory and the flames hit the flammable liquor quickly leaving it engulfed as Kyle tries his best to try to get out and save as much stuff as he can*
Kit: *overhears from someone that Kyle is still in there, so she drops her coffee and busts into the building* Kyle!! *but it's impossible to see in the smoke... and also not easy to breathe* Kyle!!
Kyle: *gets out through the back, coughing some and makes it around and hears from someone that Kit ran in for him. Curses in Latin and heads back in* Kit! Kit where are you?
Kit: *a beam breaks above her and she dives, but it pins her legs and a big chunk smacks her in the head just as she screams, cutting off the yell and her consciousness*
Kyle: *heard the short yell and makes his way as fast he can, trying not to get hurt too much as the wood starts bursting in places* Kit! *sees her and tries to pull her out from the beam, getting heavily burned in the process but doesn't care as he works their way out of the bar, finding it hard to breathe and collapsing once they get outside as people swarm them and take them to the infirmary*
Kyle: *wasn't unconscious and as soon as the infirmary checked on him, made his way to Kits room and pulled up a chair next to her bed, waiting for her to wake up* my little idiot kitten. *smiles some as he softly brushes her hair back*
Kit: *stirs and winces* oh my gods... ow, the hell-... *eyes bolt open* KYLE! *notices him and takes his hand firmly and coughs* oh my gods, you're okay!
Kyle: Whoah...whoah, easy Kit. Yes, I'm okay. I'm fine. It's you who's the main concern. Whyd you run into a burning build, kitten? *trying to say it in a little teasing way to lighten the mood*
Kit: *lays back, but doesn't let go of his hand* I thought you were in trouble...
Kyle: I got out through the back, when I heard you ran in. Gods, Kit, you scared the shit out of me.
Kit: I'm sorry. I wanted to help you. I guess it kind of backfired... *touches her forehead and her hand comes back blood smeared* yep, definitely backfired...
Kyle: Hey, it's okay. I went back and got you. A beam fell on ya. *chuckles that turns into a cough* The infirmary wants to keep you for a day to make sure the burns aren't too bad.
Kit: Thank you, Kyle. That was really brave of you. Are you okay?
Kyle: Just a few burns and smoke in the lungs. I'll survive. Besides, *smirks* I had to be the firefighter who saved the kitten.
Kit: *actually laughs* oh gods, that's so lame it's funny. Touche though, touche.
Kyle: *chuckles* I try. *takes his free hand and brushes her hair back* But I was so worried about you. Thought I might lose you.
Kit: *tries to joke* if I died, I'd come back and haunt you. *sighs* okay, I suck at jokes. But... thank you. You saved my life.
Kyle: Well, even though that means I'd still have you around, I prefer being able to actually touch you. You do give the best hugs. *slight laugh* You would have done the same for me.
Kit: *smiles* So do you. *rests her head back* I tried to, at least. But yeah, I would.
Kyle: I know you did. That's why you're my brave kitten.
Kit: *smiles at him* But you're completely okay, right?
Kyle: Just some burns. Take a few days to heal. Other than that I'm fine. Still kind of in the pits about the bar though.
Kit: What even happened? Everyone seemed really confused and panicked when I got there. Either way, I'll help you rebuild it as soon as they let me out of here, okay?
KYle: Some riot broke out and well, some alcohol is flammable and I definitely had a lot of alcohol in there. *sighs but gives her a smile* I appreciate it. Might add more plants in there next time, just for you.
Kit: You mean it was set? That's bullcrap! Want me to hunt them down? *smiles at him, then teases* You mean I'd have to visit every day to make sure you were watering them? That sounds awful! *winks*
Kyle: I mean I could water them, alcohol has some water in them. *teasing*
Kit: Kyle! *laughs* Drunk plants. Leave it to you.
Kyle: *chuckles* Son of Bacchus, can you honestly blame me?
Kit: Nope, can't blame you at all. You'd be boring if you weren't you.
Kyle: And the world would be less happy if you weren't you. *half smile*
Kit: If only I didn't hurt so much... I'd hug you for that one.
Kyle: I'll just bug you about giving me one as soon as you get better. *smirks* You know I love your hugs
Kit: Deal then. Ugh, do you think you could get me something? Anything really? Just my legs seriously are killing me.
Kyle: Yeah, sure. What do you need?
Kit: Water, ambrosia, ice pack, anything. I'm not picky.
Kyle: Sure, let me see what I can get you. *heads out and comes back with water and an ice pack and hands them to her*
Kit *smiles when he comes back* My hero, for like the bazillionth time today. *takes the ice pack and tucks it under the covers over her lower legs where the burn from the beam is, then takes the water and sips it* For all this, we should go get ice cream. Sometime.
Kyle: I agree. And, it'll be my treat. You can get whatever you want. It'll be like a date, I guess.
Kit: *smiles* I like that idea. I mean, we could be tromping through mud in Tartarus and I'd still be okay with it, but an ice cream date?
Kyle: Yes, a....date. *finding it awkward to use that word because he never really does*
Kit: *smiles sadly* You sound so strange saying that. Really, call it anything that feels natural for you, okay? I won't be offended. *okay, maybe a little disappointed, but she knew him better than to expect him to want an actual date*
Kyle: No no, I'm serious. It's a date. Just weird to say it is all.
Kit: *smiles* Thank you. I owe you a really big hug. Or like ten.
Kyle: Hey, don't strain yourself. Just take it easy, okay? I need to go for a bit and assess the damage and see if my lack of insurance covers anything.
Kit: Alright, I'll be careful. *nods* I hope there's something left.
Kyle: Me too. *reaches and gives her hand a squeeze* I'll be back. *and heads out*
Kit: See you later. *watches him go, then leans back and closes her eyes*
Orcus: *using his cane to push through some of the light debris*
Kyle: *walks over to the area and curses some in Latin before noticing Orcus* Sorry mate, bars closed. *slight, hallow chuckle as he looks at the debris sadly*
Orcus: *looks to him* So I see. That's not why I'm here though. I owe you a favor for your generosity and kind ear. So then... I could help you rebuild this in record time. What do you say?
Kyle: *confused, not sure if he heard him right* Say what?
Orcus: *smiles* Do you want your bar back, Kyle?
Kyle: Well, yeah of course but, dude, that's too much of me to ask of you.
Orcus: Nonsense. You helped me in my time of need, did you not? This seems to be a time of need for you. *studies him* In more ways than one?