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Falling

Ever since she was a child the teen had loved to climb trees, and had even turned it into an art of sorts, perfecting her techniques that varied for each type of tree.

This tree was no different.

Hoisting herself up on the first branch, Zanna quickly climbed her way up to the injured bird, who seemed to understand that the teen wasn't there to hurt her. There were no problems with the ice on the way up, the traction on the soles of her boots serving their purpose well.

Once she had finally settled on the branch directly next to the snow owl, Zanna began to speak softly, as if to keep the animal calm. "You know, I'm sure I could fix you up. Just gotta stop the bleeding, bandage you up a bit. Maybe make you a splint..."

As she rambled, the teen searched her jacket pockets for some sort of fabric she could use to bandage up the owl, who was rather calm considering what had just happened. It's reflective eyes stared at Zanna's every movement, silently watching.

Finally Zanna found a clean hankerchief, and so she carefully and slowly pulled out her knife as she continued to ramble on about the weather and whatever else. All was for the bird's sake.

Cutting the cotton into strips, Zanna laid them out on her leg before she reached up and cut off a few small twigs, and after shaving them down to a good size with her knife, she put the weapon away.

The owl continued to watch.

Returning her attention to the owl, she smiled and began splinting and bandaging up the leg. First a layer of bandages to stop the bleeding, then the splints, and finally thinner fabric strips to tie everything in place.

The owl only hooted softly once, watching the girl's movements with a thankful glaze in her eyes, broken only when the Simu reached her hand out to the bird. "Climb on and I'll take us back down. No scary wolf this time eh?" As if understanding of the girl, the bird gingerly hopped onto her hand, which she moved to her shoulder, the owl taking the hint and hopping there before settling.

Zanna cheerfully took several steps downwards on the icy branches as she hummed a soft tune. Each step was well calculated and precise, as always, but something happened that she wasn't expecting.

The ice had made the limbs weak with the added weight, and in seconds, the solid branch she had just stepped on snapped off and began to hurlte towards the ground.

Just like she was doing.

The owl had taken off the moment she began to freefall, using its wings to give it safety.

Zanna didn't have wings, and she fell hard.

Hospital

When she finally woke up, Zanna was extremely groggy and dizzy, probably from the amount of painkillers she had been put on for her leg. Her eyes continued to blink stupidly while she got accustomed to the light and the fact that she was seeing again it seemed.

"Good to see you awake again Zanna..." It was a voice she recognized, but couldn't quite put her finger on till she looked over and focused on the woman lounging in the chair next to the hospital bed. The woman continued on, figuring that Zanna would be able to take all of this in despite her drug induced state of being. "The doctors say you broke your left leg in three different places, so they had to stick you in a full leg cast and dope you up."

"Mum...?" Zanna's groggy voice interjected as she continued to attempt to wake up. She moved to sit up, or rather she struggled to push herself up, but was stopped by a strong hand, X's, which pushed her back down.

"Not going anywhere except home later today. Doctors need to clear you for discharge first, and then we'll take you home." The vampire sighed softly and pushed some of the stray hair out of her 'daughter's' face before continuing on, a rare mother/daughter gesture between the two. "There's a catch though, bedrest for AT LEAST a week before you can get crutches..."

"But what?! I can walk!" Zanna didn't want to be dependent of others anymore! Getting help earlier was enough, but that was justified because her leg was CRUSHED and she was unable to walk on it. What good was this big cast if she couldn't walk with it?!

"No you can't." X's voice was stern and unfaltering as Zanna continued her emotional complaints and denials.

"I'm not weak... I'm not..." The teen's eyes held a look of panic in them, something that was rarely seen in her ever, but there it was now, staring straight up into her mother's comforting ones.

Gripping Zanna's hand, X gave it a reassuring squeeze as she chuckled, "******** no you're not weak... You know that." She then leaned in and whispered to her Simu, who was already drifting off to sleep from the drugs kicking back in, "Between you and me... I think Adrian would've cried had he broken his leg like you had... Still be out in the snow methinks..."

That was enough to make the teen smile just before falling into her drug induced sleep, comforted by her mother for now.

RP

A woman who looked around the age of twenty ducked quickly into the establishment, taking down her jacket hood and shaking out her purple and black hair, which was currently in dreads. Swiftly, the vampire tossed her hair up into a high ponytail, a few dreads escaping into her face as she turned her eyes to the shoppe.

Tired of dealing with Zanna on drugs, X had decided to come to the shoppe where she first received the mirror, and then post up something about the teen on the bulletin board. Mayhaps she could coax a few fellow Simus to come visit her, though it was doubtful considering Zanna's usual temperment. Hell it was worth a shot right?

Elijah had already been inside. Granted, he'd gotten tired of waiting for someone to arrive and began to, er, "rest his eyes," but at least in body he's present.

More of a bump on the couch than anything, the teen emits a gentle humming snore. Much, much more comfortable that that stiff old cot he's used to sleeping on.. The noise of the door shutting rouses him gently, but he takes his time to open his eyes at a rather slow pace.

Groaning gently, he sits up and runs his fingers front to back through his matted hair.

Hearing the noises of someone stirring, X jostled her eyes to the couch before actually walking towards it, eyeing the teen over the back of the furniture. Maybe he knew Zanna, and what was more fun than confusing people who just woke up? With a light smirk, she gave a soft chuckle and finally spoke.

"Hullo there. Do you by chance know a girl named Zanna?" '...and do you not hate her?' Well, that's what X had wanted to continue the statement with, but she just took a step back and looked over the teen. That tattoo was pretty nice.

"Zanna?" he repeats groggily, trying to smooth down his hair appropriately. Ah, yeah! Can't be forgetting that name, not after that frighteningly memorable second meeting. "Eee-yeah, I know'r. Why, is she missing or something?"

If Elijah had been more awake at the time, he would have noticed the similarities between the guardian and Simu, especially the interest in his tattoo. But, nothing.

"Not missing, she's bedridden... got hurt the other day." X made motion with her hand as if she were brushing the whole thing off before smiling in his direction. "So I came down here to post the news on the bulletin board, maybe she'll cheer up with some visitors...?"

Not like Zanna really wanted to be seen 'weak' and 'helpless' like she was, but X could care less because the girl was driving everyone crazy in the house. Besides, X hadn't gotten the chance to meet her friends either. Sneaky mother version of X. Ha!

Elijah tries to pry himself slowly from the couch with no prevail on the first attempt. Trying again, he manages to break free, solid floor under his bare feet again. Sure, his boots were around here somewhere, but.. who needs shoes?

"I s'pose so.. wasn't planning on doing much anyways.." he agrees with a thoughtless shrug of the shoulders. "She got herself hurt? How did she manage that? She doesn't look like the type to be injured easily.." He hadn't known nor talked to her for very long, but the appearance of her strength told the teen enough to make that type of judgement.

"I'll let her tell you, it's the least I can do since she's disgusted with herself for it..." There was a shrug from the vampire before she smiled and pulled out a piece of paper, a flyer of sorts. Walking over to the postboard, X rather violently pegged the paper up on the board before returning her attention to the teen, eyes glancing up at his height.

"Shall we? It's not that far of a walk..." Truth was, X had teleported most of the way there, that way, she didn't have to deal with a lot of the nasty cold snow. "Either that or I can teleport us both there in a stereotypical flash."

The mention of teleportation clearly interests the Simu teen a lot greater. Trying to brush away his enthusiasm as immediately as it appears, he brushes his hand against the back of his neck.

"Teleporting is something new.. never done that before. But, whatever you prefer, ma'am," he adds politely, his arm dropping to his side again. Judging by the force used to pin up the paper, it doesn't seem wise to him to say or do anything to offend.

She cringed lightly when he called her 'ma'am', it made her feel old! Damnit she only looked twenty, twenty-three tops! Shaking her head, X stepped towards him and smiled. "You ready? Don't get dizzy and throw up, or you get to clean the mess..."

With that, she wrapped her arms around him before he could protest, closing her eyes and phasing them both out of the shoppe. Moments later, they reappeared in X's foyer in the same position as before they left.

X noticed they teen's eyes wandering the house as she pulled back from him and motioned towards a door on the right. "She's downstairs, through that door, the living room and then the second door on the left..." With that, the vampire seemingly vanished, leaving Elijah to figure everything out on his own. Her job was done here.

Zanna was in 'her' room petting a snow owl that was perched on her stomach. It's left leg was in a split much like the Simu's, only Zanna's cast went all the way up to her hip and was up in a hanging sling. At the moment, the teen was checking up on how her 'friend' was healing, speaking to it in a soft voice. "Feelin' better Sevati? It's looking better..."

Next to the Simu on the nightstand was her knife and the set of throwing knives X had bought her to make her feel better, a few of which were stuck in the dart board across the room.

Zanna was surprised by the knock, usually she had to yell to get someone to come visit her in the house as of late. What? So she had been a bit grumpy lately, who wouldn't in her situation? Sighing softly, she responded to the knock in a slightly adgitated and confused voice. Maybe the drugs were kicking in again.

"Come in, it's not like I can jump up and answer it..." Sevati tilted her head towards the door, hooting softly as she stared at it along with Zanna.

Ohhh, it was Elijah! The guy with the rather hot tattoo, seeing him caused Zanna to grin a rather goofy grin, most of which was due to the painkillers she was on, or at least that's what she wanted to believe. "Oh no, you're welcome... and yeah, that's my guardian..."

She motioned towards the chair right next to the bed where X had dragged it up the other night while they played 'darts' with the knives. One hand moved to ruffle Sevati's feathers before she glanced down to the leg in question. "Ice made the tree branch weak and I fell... That's the short answer. Long story is that I climbed the tree to rescue Sevati, her leg had been roughed up, and well I got up there just fine... Then I bandaged and splinted her, and was making my way down when a branch I was stepping down on broke... and... and I fell, cracked my leg on a rather large branch... It's broken in three places now..."

With a nervous chuckle, Zanna brought her eyes up to his face, trying to keep the disappointment in herself out of her gaze. "You know what's funny... I thought of you when I was falling. I wished that I could've had wings just that once because now..." An angered sigh came from her lips before she smiled again, this one strained as well, "I'm ******** weak now and I hate it... Helpless, what kind of warrior is like that?!"

She didn't know why or how she told him all of this all at once, but it felt good.

"Like I said the last time we met... Your wings are rather beautiful, but why wouldn't they suit me...?" Zanna wasn't quite understanding why his wings wouldn't work on her, other than the fact that they were currently attached to him. After her pause, her voice started up once more, "I agree, in fact I enjoy the soreness from a good work out, but this... I can't even get up and go to the ******** bathroom without having to call someone to help me up and whatnot..."

Zanna trailed off with a disgruntled sigh, but smiled when she decided to change the subject from her to him, particularly his tattoo. "What do you think it means...? Or mine for that matter... Our tattoos?" Reaching out, she brushed her thumb over his chin before pulling it back to rest on the makeshift bed, her eyes catching his as she waited for his voice.