Trollslum Cafe CX: In Need of Roof Repairs

[Nonesense]

This time Aerian is prepared better, so he skips away from Clukte, still holding the aim on Petela.
Really. REALLY. You. must. be. DUMBER. than. I. THOUGHT. and. that's. saying. something.
Well. YOU. appear. to. be. ASKING. for. it. He shoots one arrow at Petela, aiming it at her arm. (( whether it hits or not is left to the author))
Aerian twirls around and runs out of the cafe. Why yes, he is fleeing.

(( The author has to run as well. ))

[Lovenu]

Petela doesn't have time to react when -

SHHHHHKTTT

Right in her arm. Yellow blood begins to seep out of her wound as she screeches, not knowing what to do.

[Overlard]

BANG

Deviex cheerily kicks open the front door, further damaging the wall it slams into.

After spending the next few minutes swearing up and down and rubbing at his foot, he spies someone with an arrow in their arm. He wanders over, clucking his tongue all the while. "<--- Wound -n the old arm huh? You m-ght want to get a doctor to look at that. - know a real profess-onal. Best -n h-s f-eld. --->"

He winces slightly at the blood seeping from it. Disgusting.

[probableWizardry]

Shaking angry fists at Aerian as he chickens out flees
YEAH YOU BETTER RUN!!

jackass..
He immediately runs over to Petela, cue mini freakout.

o-o-oh no oh no oh shit! h-here, let me help you with that!
Clukte, being a Flarper, has a half decent med-kit on him at all times, for various emergencies.
Usually, Clukte wouldn't panic as much, but since he isn't in his normal 'Flarping mind zone' he has some trouble getting the right things.
But eventually he gets his shit together and gets the bolt out of Petela's arm, hoping for minimum injury, and begins to sort out the wound.
damnit, damnit, if mori was here she'd know what to do, shit shit shit..
Aren't you going to notice someone else has arrived..?
No? Wow, you're really freaking out.

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thahats okay, see you later!

[Lovenu]

Petela looked at both the doctor and Clukte and didn't really say anything. She just sort of whimpered and held her arm, trying not to cry and be unladylike.

[Overlard]

Rolling his eyes at her whimpering, he turns to Clukte as he sees him take the arrow out. "<--- D-d you just take the bolt out of her arm? --->" he asks rhetorically, taking a step back from them both. "<--- You....do real-ze -f that had h-t a major artery -t would have been better to leave -t -n r-ght? --->"

He shakes his head, turning and walking off to an empty booth. He calls over his shoulder to the both of them: "<--- -f you actually want someone who knows what they're do-ng you know where to f-nd me! -mbec-les. --->"

He plops down in his seat, uncaptchaloguing a plant and prodding it every few seconds or so.

[Lovenu]

Petela shuts up and looks over at Clukte worriedly.

3B> Do you um... Ow... H-have you d-d-done this be... Before?

She's stammering from the pain and breathing pretty hard to keep herself from yelping again.

[probableWizardry]

Woah, don't scowl at that guy, he was trying to help?

Clukte continues to fix up Petela's wound, gently rolling her sleeves up to get a better look, as well as getting some temporary bandages to help with the bleeding.
y-yes, i have a few times when needed...
Moriji would do better, but Clukte isn't all that bad.
okay clukte, focus, focus...

[Lovenu]

Petela was frowning from the pain but...



She did eventually start smiling. He really was a good friend, looking out for her like that. She patted his shoulder with her good arm and waited until he was done to get up.

3B> .... Thank you for standing up to that idiot... It means a lot. And not only that but you helped my wound as well. I must get back to my hive to have this looked at more carefully but thank you. You are a very sweet troll.

She smiled again at him and then headed out the door.

[Weeaboo]

Octana enters the cafe, cackling to herself and sitting down. She stares at everyone. Especially Deviex.

[Overlard]

He mutters under his breath as Petela leaves, continuing to "observe" his plant of choice. It sure is a plant.

Yes sir.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

Chever returns and takes a seat, his hair is still dripping wet and his coat seems a little damp, he must have been swimming

[Weeaboo]

She flings a rock at the plants pot.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

Chever takes a seat and decides to order a nice hot cup of tea, the water must have been chilly

[Overlard]

The rock just....bounces off the pot. It's not made of tissue paper! Not since one of them accidentally grew so large that....well, that's another story.

At any rate, Deviex gives an irate glance at the rock thrower, moving his precious plant farther to the side to keep it safe.

"<--- If you've got such a large volume of tens-on that you have to throw rocks at potted plants, feel free to get a lobotomy! --->" he loudly calls across to her.

[probableWizardry]

Hear that? You did good.
Clukte wanders over to where he saw Deviex go, hearing him yelling at someone makes it easier.
He approaches fairly cautiously.
Eggscuse me, sir, I just came over to thank you for the offer of assistance earlier. I was in a state of panic.
But bwuk, I did check where the bolt went as best bwuk as I could, everything was perfectly fine. My friend is off getting it looked at.

The perpetrator was some idiot orangeblood bwuk with a massive eggo, he was harassing her some time ago, so I taught him a lesson in manners.
He points to the trail of orange blood left by Aerian.

You may have seen him run out. But bwuk regardless, he is no real problem bwuk. Again, thank you.
He nods to Deviex and wanders off to find a table.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

Oh look, it's clukte, Chever sends a wave his way.

[Overlard]

He managed to pull off his practiced apathetic look while Clukte was talking to him. Very hard to master. He just nods an affirmation while quietly thinking all sorts of medically inclined insults because he is clearly the only real professional.
Clearly.

He resettles himself, tapping his fingers on the table to keep his temper in check.

[probableWizardry]

Oh hey, its Chever. He was alright last encounter. Clukte decides to cautiously wander over, as usual.
Hello there, Chever, how are you?
So far so goose good.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

1m pretty good, wentt ffor a ssw1m tto rettr1evv ssome mettal 1 needed tto repa1r my harpoon. Tthe watter wass ffreez1ng tton1nghtt
He drinks from his tea cup deeply before muttering to himself
1 wonder 1ff tthere 1ss a record ffor tthe mosstt ttea cupss 1n one go here...?

[probableWizardry]

Waterproofed bionics I'm goosing? Would make sense actually, heheh.

[FubbalyWubbaly]

well, 1ff 1tt wassntt, how would 1 l1vve 1n my own h1vve??
He chuckles, finnishing hos teacup and ordering another

[Rai-CH]

Aegiel strolls into the cafe, idly flicking a lighter on and off. Somewhere, far, far, away, there is probably a hivestem burning down because of her. But she doesn't care.
She takes a spot leaning against the wall, and watches the other cafe patrons. Looks like a highblood party tonight, so she better be on her best behaviour.

[probableWizardry]

Hohoho, true, I must've had a lapse in judgement.
He laughs a little and orders a cotton candy smoothie with a lemon.
Haven't tried this before bwuk. May as well!
Wow, hes having a good day today.

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Badger still exists, he never stopped doing that.
He sees Aegiel and waves, continuing with some juice he ordered.

[Rai-CH]

Aegiel waves back, putting away the lighter and walking over to Badger's table.
"hHEy thHErHE, mistHEr! how's it going? still kHEHEping up thHE anonymous act, i sHEHE? got anyonHE HElsHE suspicious of you yHEt?"