Marr's face was pale and ashen, his eyes closed as his vision swayed. "It's fine," he said haltingly. When he opened his golden eyes, they seemed a bit glazed. He shifted in his position on the floor uncomfortably. "The other wing." The Xa'Thian bore through the next wave of pain, seeing everything shift once more. When Lilith and Arthril had finished, Marr slowly reached out and touched one of the wounds that punctured his wing. Carefully shifting his wings, the Xa'Thian rolled his shoulder, grimacing. At least he could control his wings once more - he was relieved he could still feel them as they arced from his shoulders, slowly stretching and extending to their full length. The one wing that had been fixed up spread hight in the air before slowly coming back to a natural position. Though his race was slighter than humans, they were taller, and the average wingspan was almost the length of the living room. Lucky for Marr, his wings were a bit smaller than that, and were just large enough to carry his weight while flying.
When Lilith mentioned a shower, he seemed to brighten. "Yes," he said after clearing his throat, "I know of what you speak. That would be... lovely." Though Xa'Thian's lived up in the mountains, they weren't ignorant of the human ways of living. More often than not the reclusive race grew curious (much to their own demise).
For the first time in months, the blond man gave a tentative smile at the friendly humans that seemed so eager to help him. Pain was temporary - kindness was not.

Lilith nodded as he managed to turn around for both Lilith and Arthril to mend the other wing. Nodding, she seemed to want to help him turn over, but resisted the urge of her hands touching him carefully and helping him turn over.
The look of Marr's face as she mentioned a shower seemed to brighten her face as well, and she nodded with a smile. "Alright, after this wing we'll get you clean." she says as though she's made a good decision and she's proud of it.
"Alright, so what do we do for this wing?" she asks, glancing at Arthril before looking back at the Xa'Thian.

sitting in a bar, drinking some water, Dia overheard the rumors of drunken men. Even though they are just rumors, theres always a bit of a truth in it, they arent made up out of thin air. twitching her ears to an interesting rumor here and there, she didnt really find them all that interesting. She herself was a common source of a lot of rumors too, but those rumors were made up out of her purple hair, and golden eyes, yet a light colored peachy skin, angel like. oh, and that she can cure any disease spreading up. Mostly of time they think she spread the disease herself so that it looks like she is a superb healer. looks like, hmph, if only they knew that their creativity results arent that far from reality!
But one thing did cought her ears. she heard about an elderly woman taking in mystical creatures from some sort of place she hadnt located yet. Dia herself was fond of caring for anything breathing, so it did interest her. And that she had caught a rare bred today. Maybe she should check it out? it was worth looking for some kind of aura that wasnt quite human. who knows~~

((youll get to know more about her abilities as the story stretches~ am i allowed to join, oh great esmme? *bows*))

(( Sure! I was hoping someone would join in (: ))

((o.o its nice i got accepted, but what about the host of this thread? =3))

(( I'm sure she'll be happy, but we'll see (: After all, we only had three people :/ ))

((Haha, yeah. I was reading your post. :D Yes, please join us. Thanks for asking so politely! LOL, very good, very good. Let's get this moving! ^_^))

Marr had Lilith and Arthril adjust his second wing, clenching his jaw as they re-tweaked, and then fixed the fractured bone near his back. After that, he really didn't know what to do. Marr wasn't a doctor, and he barely knew anything about first aid - he only knew that the bones in his wings needed to be fixed up. After that, he had no idea.
"Thank you," he breathed, laying his head on the floor to rest for a few moments.

((hmm, i guess ^.^; oh well, i hope i can join xP yayness~~~~~~~ *dances around swinging her staff everyway accidentally burning everything* mind if i roleplay in first person? if not please tell me and ill edit my post, cause talking in first person is way more flexible to me o.o and yeah lets get this started :P))

I left the bar quickly, and put on my hood so nobody woulld notice me, and made my way to the first best roof i could find. Now i seem to just plain sit here. I am trying to concentrate on an odd type of energy. something not human. soon enough i felt a type of energy going up and down, not in a regular motion. It didnt feel too great so the creature must be in pain. I started walking near the energy, not running or anything, i dont want more rumours thrown to my head.

(( Just join in, perhaps I can think of calling you... since you heal and stuff, and perhaps I know you from someplace? ))

Lilith smiles proudly as both wings are done, and she stands back to look at him. "Alright, well now that that is done, how about a nice warm.. bath.. or shower, whichever you prefer?" she suggests with a smile.
"Are you hungry by the way, I could use something to eat!" she says with a smile. She glances at Arthril. "You want anything?"

(( Well just try it out, but personally am not a fan of first person, i find it rather dificult now, although I remember when I started it was difficult in third person.. now its vice versa ;D ))

((its just natural to me i guess.. im to good in living into my character o.o :P dont worry, ill come to you~))
I felt the energy getting stronger as im walking. it seemed bad though, the energy was decreasing, as serious wound from wherever he was left maybe?

((Glad to have you, dear. ^_^ I was reading and re-editing, so I hope my reply isn't too late. :P Welcome! *bows in greeting*))

Marr smiled when Lilith mentioned food, but he shook his head. "I should clean up first," he said. Clearing his throat, he glanced at the hallway. "Where do I go? I can manage on my own, but you might want to lay down a few extra towels." He coughed in humiliation as he explained. "My wings carry a bit of water when wet."

Lilith nodded at his decision. "You go down the hallway third door on the right." she says, before falling into a small fit of laughter at his own embarassment. She stood upstraight and managed to stop laughing, coughing once and muttering an apology before saying she'd be back and heading to a room in the hallway for towels. She came back with five in her hands.
"Is five enough?" she asks, handing them to Marr.

-sigh- i stand at the house now, and because im so close i am sure what i am looking for is one of the last 'Xa'Thian' hmm, how do i show i dont want to harm anyone, if i spread my wings here im sure to catch attention (hint hint hint, kuros to anyone who figured out her race yet >=3)... if i summon my staff i should look even more dangerous, even though my staff is the priestess kind.... oh well, just hope!
I 'ticked' the air, and soon enough a staff was coming from the spot i had touched. A white wooden staff, with a white orb, in which sway several colors. I put off my hood. Now just hope for the best. I knocked at the door, waiting for an answer.

The Xa'Thian smiled grimly and nodded before accepting the towels in his arms. "Thank you, kindly," he said, amusement in his eyes. "I will return in a few minutes." Forcing himself not to limp down the hall, Marr headed into the bathroom. Within a few moments there was the sound of water running.
First he washed his clothing, which consisted of somewhat worn black pants. It wasn't the most difficult job ever, considering there wasn't much to wash. Afterward, the Xa'Thian folded his wings and stepped under the pouring water. It had been so long since he had been clean. A smile found its way onto his face as the warmth flowed over him. It was many minutes before Marr came back out into the living room, his waist-length blond hair seemed to be glowing and his wings looking much better despite their ragged wounds. With most of the blood and dirt gone, one could actually see the white streaked in amongst the golden feathers, the silver streaked in his golden hair. With a somewhat contented grin, Marr stepped into the living room with the towels clenched in his grip. The dirt and blood that had covered his slender form, one could also see the designs that flickered beneath his skin like licks of golden flame with hints of silver.
Marr chuckled unhappily. "Some of us just aren't smart enough to think about what water does to wounds," he said, holding one of the towels against his side. "I had forgotten about this one."

((Just to let ya'll know, Xa'Thian's aren't much fighters.... they're hollow-boned, so they can fly. They have color schemes, such as Marr's gold and silver. They have wings, and TONS of tattoo-like markings. Believe it or not, they are born with such designs. Marr's are flames, but that is certainly not what all Xa'Thian's have. :P Let me know if anyone has any questions about the race - I'm the only person that knows about them.))

(( that bath should have hurted the hell out of your character o.o i mean water opens the wounds, and yeah, if you dont die from the wounds youll die from blood loss xD))

((*cough* yeah... I thought of that as well.... hahah, most of his wounds are pretty old, and he's broken, fractured, and bruised, but hey! He'll be... eventually.... fine. >.< His wings might be an issue, but that's why there's blood on the towels. *cough* lol, that's just me not thinking correctly. Eh, if we pretend he's alright, he'll be... eventually... fine. lol, or... THANK GOD YOU'VE COME!!! LOL, he's dying of blood loss?? Hahaha, yeah. Ooh! Oh! Is she a Xa'Thian?? >.>'))

((i actually meant, that because dia is knocking on the door, she could come heal him any minute as long as someone opens the freaking door xD))

((Haha... yeah. We're waiting for the owner of the house to come back online. :P I'll edit the post after the water... and make it seem a tad bit more believeable.))

((owkay xD cuz when ur tortured, they enjoy opening ur wounds again and again o.o that hurts like hell o.o and yheah i know, how should she know that? well my answer is: to many fanfiction and roleplaying! <3~))

Arthil waited quietley until the Xa'Thian left the room to take a shower, he then grabed Liliths arm and in a strained quiet voice he said, "okay, now that the Xa'Thian is no longer in danger you are going to explain to me what is happening, leave nothing out". He then sat down starting to freak out on the couch and said, "so, whats happening , what is going on" in a scared and terrified voice having just realised the full extent to what has happened. Then someone nocked on the door, in a hope to regain some normality Arthril jumped up to answer the door hoping it would be one of his or Liliths friends so that some normality will be regained. When Arthril got to the door and he opened the door there was a hooded person standing there holding a staff in one hand, Arthril let out a cry of "brilliant", then leaving the door open he went to sit on the couch and putting his head in his hands he starte to crietley moan "this is not happening to me".

((still standing at the door~ in case you havent reead it, i knocked xP))

( is that meant to happen before, after during the shower thing I edited it does it work now?)

((hmm, just open the freaking door... because if you open the door now, it means the marr is walking out of the shower the moment you are opening the door...oh well just read the next post and all is solved :P))

I was standing here for a few minutes, but i still sensed them, so maybe they havent noticed i knocked, oh well, just knock again.
I knocked one again twice at the door, a bit louder now.okay, the door was openend now, but no one was standing in front of it.... okay...
'May i come in? I have got some questions, and believe me, I am not some kind of annoying troublemaker. I know better.'

(( Just popping in before I have to go again! ))

The whole freaking out of Arthril was just not helping Lilith compose herself, and she sighed, opening her mouth to explain, before hearing a knock on the door. As Arthril went to open it, yet another unusual thing happened as they stared at a hooded figure with a staff. What did she want? Frowning, Lilith listened to what she said. Better invite her in!
"Come in come in.." she says welcomingly. "Alright, explain why you are here and what you want, because you are not going to be able to take Marr without me trying to stop you." she says, taking a step in front of the lady.
"So start explaining quick or I'll kick you out." she warns, glaring at the visitor.