7th Fifth - He ain't no Superman [Event End!]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[The Captain is not so super right now.

April Fools did a number on him. Also, he needs to stop being so gullible.]

A) [Action | Locked to 950 Beulah Street]

[The Captain is on a rampage. He’s torn ups his room, and every closet in the house. Tossing things aside and yelling curses.

Also, you might notice he has a few cuts on his hand. The Captain doesn’t get cuts, he’s invulnerable.

This is the start of a very bad day.]


B) [Phone | Unfiltered to everyone]

Okay, who the ☠☠☠☠ took Special bear?

And don’t play dumb, it’s the damaged stuffed bear I locked away in my home.

Speak up or, when I find you, I am tearing your house apart.


C) [Action | Anywhere]

[The Captain doesn’t look too good. His knuckles are bloody and a few of his fingers are bent funny.

Someone just learned he’s no longer invulnerable.

So he’s trying to be extra cautious, but just ends up being more accident prone for it.

The later in the day you find him, the more scuffed up, roughed up, bruised and battered he may seem.]


D) [Action | Night – Any street | Closed to the first person who tags]

[The Captain has had enough of this, time to fly.

Only, instead of a running take off, he just runs and jumps.

Into the street.

Apparently invulnerability isn’t the only thing he lost.

Which is real bad considering he just jumped in front of a moving car.

Are you a witness or are you the poor driver?

Either way, the accident looks pretty ugly.]

Comments

(phone)

[executed]

Special bear, huh. I can't say I've been a bear stealing mood as of late, but tell me what it looks like and I'll keep an eye out.

(phone)

[hisnameisthecaptain]

It's a ☠☠☠☠ stuffed teddy bear.

It's, uh, seen better days.

[executed]

Yeah, I got that part. Meant more like... ( A beat. ) Like colors, you know? And is it like missing an arm or something? Because having one of those little drone kids in the house, I've seen a number of teddy bears that have seen better days.

[hisnameisthecaptain]

Brown-ish.

Looks like it got stabbed a few times.

Probably still has a noose around it's neck.

[executed]

Noose, huh. Got'cha.

What's your name, case I find the bear?

[hisnameisthecaptain]

I'm The Captain.

If you find who stole it, let me know too. I'm in the mood to break someones face.

[executed]

The Captain, okay. Be in touch if I see the little guy 'round.

[hisnameisthecaptain]

Thanks.

[executed]

No problem, stuff just going up and missing sucks. Least this place ain't no where as big as the Mojave.

B 1/2

[fthisgetmecigs]

Special bear? T'fuck is that?

2/2

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Stuffed bear...Oh.]

Y'mean this fuckin' teddy bear that looks like it got sick of livin' life?

3/3 I LIED OKAY

[fthisgetmecigs]

Y'can have the fucking thing back I guess.

Liar!

[hisnameisthecaptain]

Why the ☠☠☠☠ would you steal that?

[fthisgetmecigs]

Look, this shit ended up in my house y'fuckhead. Why would I want some fuckin' beat up bear like this?

[hisnameisthecaptain]

I don't know, I'm not the creep who keeps other people's teddy bears.

[fthisgetmecigs]

Th'fuck? Not like I want this. Wonder if it had anythin' to do with that prank...

[Did he say that out loud? Whoops.]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

Prank? You stole it as a prank?

[Luckily, The Captain is dumb.]

D

[ex_seventh238]

[It's probably not the most traditional thing to do at night, but old habits die hard and Ciel still periodically patrols in her habits when most ordinary people should've been in bed. ...Then again, it's partially for this sort of reason why she insists on doing it the first place: to be of help if she does happen to witness trouble. The honking of some car a few streets up ahead in the otherwise quiet night was the first tip-off. Increasing her own speed, she ends up... bearing direct witness to the whole thing, as she just made her way on top of the roof of a house on the same street.]

--!!

[She also has enough control over her own surprise to not exclaim out loud. Shouting won't help anyone. He might be too out of it to hear her land and come up to him, but her tone will be controlled and firm when she finally speaks out loud.]

...Please keep breathing.

[She herself will be more focused on trying to get a better look of his wounds. She will carefully turn him over with his back against the floor, gently placing his head down too before starting on healing by closing all bleeding, external or internal. It's fine if he doesn't answer or has been knocked unconscious; as long as he keeps a pulse and is still drawing breath.]

Re: D

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[Most the external comes from scrapes and the gash on his head.

There's more internal thanks to broken bones and ribs.

He's breathing painfully and muttering.]

☠☠☠☠... wha... ☠☠☠☠...

[The Captain did not expected to flop like he had. Her help, though, will probably be appreciated some time after he becomes coherent again.

Healing works on him like any normal human at this point.]

[ex_seventh238]

[She's going to start with the small ones outside first; she can provide extensive care, but not here and not like this...]

I have to take you somewhere that I can treat you properly. ...Can you understand me? [She'll wait for an answer, but not too long; she's already set to pick him up and carry him to the Church. It's where all her first aid stuff are.]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[He groans for a moment before saying.]

Yeah... hospital... ☠☠☠☠... how did that...?

[ex_seventh238]

At this time...? Not the hospital, but the Church. It's closer by and I know I'll have what I need. Please focus on yourself and try to relax; the questions can come after your wounds are taken care of. [A cooling sensation is going to start seeping in from his stomach and any other points where the impact hit strongest; not exactly like the effects of painkillers, but it should reduce the pain and make things easier to bear for him.

That done, she carefully picks him up while avoiding to touch key injury points, and kicks off the ground. It shouldn't take longer than a few minutes to arrive to the church, as long as he doesn't realize they're running on rooftops and give too strong a reaction.]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[The Captain groans in response, not totally coherent.

The easing of pain was a relief though.]

Church?... Am I dying?

☠☠☠☠.

[ex_seventh238]

Not at all. You'll be okay. ...Please close your eyes and focus on breathing, it'll be alright soon.

[As long as he doesn't take too much notice of the wind in his face, given that she is going fast enough to easily outrun 1950ies cars. If he's too out of it to pay attention, then she'll reach the church and enter by the back door without complications.]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[His eyes are closed tight and and he breathes through clenched teeth.

For someone used to flying, in a lot of pain, and pretty unaware in general, he misses the finer points that he is moving far too fast.

Of course, he goes from focusing on breathing to his default reactions to pain. Anger.]

I swear... if I... get the guy... who hit me...