extreme pickers extremely picked on

[theparasite]

Date & Time: 6/24, dark times
Location: bombed-out street
Characters: Kate, Max, an evil hat-thing
Summary: it's like the subject except if anything deserves to get beat up it's the nightcap
Warnings: SHARP POINTIES COULD POSSIBLY BREAK SKIN AND MAKE THE PAIN HAPPEN




[Martin Darkov's tablet remains on the Nightcap's person, but is quite often neglected in favor of shinier pursuits. at the moment, it is resting amid a pile of trash and broken treasures as the monster digs through the rubble of a blasted storefront.

you see, it's business as well as pleasure: something in this heaping mess has to be the ticket to winning this awful little game.

it better be.

the agitation isn't very plain to tell as Regina's body is dutifully sent to work, limbs flailing now and then, and strange, mumbled and muffled grunts and whines between puffs of air. it's hard work, and it's not like the girl is in all that great shape: the Nightcap's won a few beatings already, after all.]

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[gevurah]

[ with max as eyes above, she sticks to the lower levels of the streets, taking a sharp turn out of an alleyway. she can't hear that thing anymore -- it sounds far off already. ]

Anything?

[theparasite]

[there's a--

yes! wait, no. that's not it.

something heavy is dropped and discarded, and the Nightcap moves again, twisting through an intersection and tightly hugging the darkest walls.

it nearly plows into some poor, shocked sap – someone quickly riddled with holes as it twists around them and left to panic and scream. it does incite a laugh, a loud one barking out of the alley.]

[motherofnemesis]

[ she's almost lost her, about to signal kate in irritated failure when she hears the scream. ]

There!

[ but she can't follow onwards, even if she could see where the creature had gone. there's someone dying, and she drops down to the alley, skids onto her knees beside them as she tries to stem the blood. ]

[gevurah]

No.

[ she appears shortly, bending down to aid max. ]

Just hold on.

[ she says to them, pushing back her cape and reaching into her utility belt for her tablet. can she call a medic in time? well, one way to find out. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ max isn't known for panicking, so she pulls off her hoodie and shirt and starts trying to stem the blood, applying pressure with a steady and practiced hand. ]

You're going to be just fine. [ she backs it up with whatever reassurance she can impress into their head, drains away the fear in their mind. whatever happens, this person doesn't deserve to be terrified and alone in an alley in the rain in this place. ]

ETA?