S̶a̶n̶c̶t̶u̶a̶r̶y̶.̶//

[Mr Sketchticles]

tab tab tab ɪᴛ's ᴄʜᴀᴏs ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴄᴀɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴀᴍ?
tab tab tab tab ɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ᴍ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴋɴᴇᴇs, ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴀɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴅɪsᴇᴀsᴇ,
tab tab tab tab tab ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇʏ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ

tab The fight pretty much went back and fourth with who was winning. They were hitting each other pretty hard, enough to crunch bones and draw blood. Ricky didn't feel any sense of urgency to split up the fight like any normal person would, he simply leaned against the wall and watched. "Hit him again. Kill him..." Ricky muttered under his breath, no one would be likely to hear him. He continued to watch as the two went at it and the girl watched in shock and furry. Ricky recognized her as the girl Spencer told about him, but not the other personalities. He still wasn't sure why Spencer told her anything. What had the idiot had expected from it?

tab Ricky was enjoying the show, however Kurtis was enjoying it more and decided to force his way forward. He wanted to jump into the fight. He didn't care what it was about, he was ready to throw some punches, get aggressive. The thrill of the fight rushed through him and he was about ready to jump in when the one kid gained the upper hand and started strangling Alex. The girl apparently had enough and was completely fed up. Kurtis didn't even have time to jump into the situation before she delivered a swift kick to the kid strangling Alex so he receded which allowed someone who hadn't been prominent for awhile come forward.

tab This was an unfamiliar place. The walls were strange, she had no memory of this place except for the feeling it was from a dream. Glancing down she recognized the clothes, but they weren't something she would pick out for herself. Granted she had the tendency to wake up in clothes she liked but didn't think she would wear in public. A lot of them were cut up shirts that wore like tank tops and were a little too loose for her liking. A pretty girl with pale hair stormed past her and yelled. Spencer. It was a familiar name but she couldn't recall where. The girl had clearly been talking to her but her name wasn't Spencer. Her name was Drew. Once the girl had past Drew took note of the two unconscious males on the floor. They looked worse for wear as if they had just been attacked by a pack of wild animals. 'What's going on...' She thought to herself, shocked by what she saw before walking over to the two fallen men.

tab "Hey." She said softly. Drew didn't expect a response but maybe at least one of them was conscious enough to hear her voice. Unlike Spencer's, Ricky's, or Kurtis's, her voice was soft and comforting. "My name's Drew. I want to help you." She said while shifting and carefully avoiding getting blood on herself. The first thing to check was the pulse, that's what she remembered from when she took a course on first aid. Carefully she pressed her fingers on one of their wrists and thankfully she felt a pulse. Drew did the same for the other and luckily they both were alive. Quietly, Drew stood up to her full height of six feet tall and looked around for someone who could help or supplies to clean these two fellows up. At the end of the hall there was a bathroom so she tip toed around the scattering of limbs and made her way there.

tab There had to be a bucket somewhere, or a bowl, or something she could use to hold water. After a bit of searching she found a bucket under the sink which she immediately started filling up with hot water. It was the only container she could find but maybe there was a closet? Once the bucket was filled she grabbed two wash cloths and carried everything to where the boys were still unconscious. Neither of them were bleeding profusely which was a good sign so she set to work. Drew used the wash cloth to dab at their wounds and clean up the blood as best she could, one rag for each of them to try to keep from spreading possible diseases. When she finished cleaning them up she decided that was all she could really do for now. With a sigh she rose once more then followed her feet to a room she remembered from a dream, which was oddly exactly the way she dreamed it. Quickly, Drew changed her clothes, brushed her hair straight, and put on some makeup. Looking like a man for so long made her feel uncomfortable and once she was done she looked in the mirror at her beautiful female self. Over the years she had perfected her process to get the change down in fifteen minutes or less.

tab The boys were still out in the hall and she wasn't quite sure what to do. No one seemed to be around to help her with this. It was actually a little stressful. She was in a place that she didn't really remember with two unconscious men in the hall and no one around. "Come on Drew, get your head together. You have to help them, just cleaning their wounds is obviously not enough." She said to herself as she paced in her room. After a few moments she walked briskly back to the bathroom and grabbed a few more towels and a cup of cold water before going back to the boys. "Hey, it's me again. Drew." She said as she approached. She was sure she read somewhere that sometimes an unconscious person and understand words spoken to them even if they can't respond. "I'm just going to clean up your wounds a little bit more and dress them. Bleeding isn't really a good thing." The comment brought a little smile to her face. If you can't find at least a little humor in a situation, you're clearly doing something wrong.

tab Drew pulled her long black hair over one shoulder and set to work again cleaning and dressing the wounds to assist in the clotting process. "Oh, you two are a mess. What could possibly warrant such anger." Drew said with a sigh. "But it'll all be okay. You guys will be back to good health before you know it." Drew smiled and gave a light laugh, she liked to stay on the positive side of life.As she spoke idly to them about random things she used the cooler water and a rag to dab their foreheads lightly to hopefully keep any fever away.


Location: 3rd floor hallway ||| Company: Alex & Hans ||| Outfit: clothes
ɪ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ's ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇ
Spencer ∙ Ricky ∙ Kurtis ∙ June ∙ Drew

[iSpeakerBox]

Laughing her small little laugh that was befitting of a girl as small as Ember. The boy then reached out the extra breakfast burrito. As the soft lurch from her stomach told her to take the food item, her brain told her she wasn't exactly hungry. Nodding with a salute with her burrito confidently within her clasp. Placing it gently into the top of her bag implying that she would eat it later, but Ember knew later was never. Hans then sifted the conversation into the whole Alex and Ember dynamic. With a soft sigh she looked down at the cigarette she was slowly burning between her fingertips. Her green eyes clouded with memories of the gentle exchanges between the two characters. Quickly looking back up to the brown ones who now bored into her as if he knew what she was thinking. How did he have to be so knowing? As if he was in her head all the time...
"Not sure, I kind of have to move some product..." She said softly hoping know one would over hear their conversation. Only a select few in the house knew of her transactions, but it kept her afloat within the house and gave her more freedom due to this fact. Ember knew what Hans thought about her and a lot of the time she didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. "I have that night off anyways." She said with a small shrug followed by a drag.
Moments later a frantic looking Obi came rushing out blabbing words like his personality. Blinking quickly as she was then put in charge. Ember looked down after the landlord left cursing softly at her now only reason she can't go galavant instead of her duties. Odds are everyone else knew she was in charge too. Hans then exited the scene after finishing his cig. Ember lit her second one about five minutes later after playing on her slick phone. Another perk of selling, having personal items you can afford. It was little things like hiding this phone from everyone important, but if you had a job and went to school no one really noticed anyways. A not so cheery Lux exited the building waving quickly to Ember, this wasn't anything that set off any alarms.
After the morning light had begun to warm Ember decided her day of adventuring was crushed now due to being in charge. Slipping her belongings away she continued into the house. It wasn't until people were buzzing within the house that Embers suspicions began to grow. Eyebrows raised she started to go up to her room where the end scene unfolded in front of her. Her mouth dropped as she looked to the unconscious boys on the floor and Spencer was leaning over the boys muttering to them. "Holy ********, are you serious right now?" Ember said astonished as she rushed forward freaking out looking to the boy who had seemed to have his head on his shoulders with how to handle this. "I am left in charge for ten minutes and this s**t, like come on." Motioning to the boys.







ooc: here more this week, promise !
outfit: basic shat
with: Drew/Spencer - Hans - Alex
music: Sad Dream