a doves flight [2:00 P.M.]: o.o! Okay we'll say Dove went to the apartment to find her? xD
Nahala Valezquez [2:00 P.M.]: Alrighty
Nahala Valezquez [2:00 P.M.]: I'll post first then to give layout
Nahala Valezquez [2:03 P.M.]: -She was of course at her condo, which had been decorated with white leather and zebra striped couches and loveseats, expensive silk curtains, and cherry wood flooring. That would be the first thing people would see when they came in, despite the fact her bedroom looked like it belonged to a queen with ornate furniture and bedposts. Nahal, though as down to earth as one could get, lived the life of luxery. Her father who distributed colombian coffee around the world, was one of the wealthiest roman
Nahala Valezquez [2:03 P.M.]: catholics in all of Colombia!-d-
Nahala Valezquez [2:03 P.M.]: -She just lounged on the couch watching tv, her ankle the size of a softball and black and blue.-d-
a doves flight [2:07 P.M.]: Well Dove had a list of deliveries and other things to check on as she made her way through her list. Their local Colombian had made it to the top since a broken foot might be one of the things considered an emergcy. So there she was with her bag of holding (had to love that thing since she been carry everything today) ready to do what she can. Dove had on a pair of black yoga pants along with a tshirt with the shop logo blonde hair in a pony tail. Knocked and announced herself. "tis
a doves flight [2:07 P.M.]: dove! can oi cum in?" So she didn't have to get up and Dove didn't catch her doing something bad by just walking in. (D)
Nahala Valezquez [2:08 P.M.]: -Hearing the knock on the door, she peered toward the door after hearing Dove.-"Its unlocked! I felt you coming!" -there wasn't much Nahal didn't see coming. It was her mother's gypsy background that meant she also inherited some of her premonitions.-d-
a doves flight [2:09 P.M.]: ( -dies a bit- )
Nahala Valezquez [2:09 P.M.]:
a doves flight [2:09 P.M.]: ( - perv slips ic- )
Nahala Valezquez [2:09 P.M.]: (ROFLMMFAO!)
a doves flight [2:11 P.M.]: WELL way to make that awkward nahala. Maybe she felt that quickie between deliveries. Dove blushed but knew that wasn't what she meant so she went right on and would blaim it on the walk if she was asked. She came right in and since she was coming into someones home she slipped the shoes off before enterting further into the room. Smirked. "Yer cud borrow quinn for dis stuff. but let me clap yisser scotch peg. tell me waaat al' 'appened?" Dove would come to the couch where she was at then took a knee
a doves flight [2:11 P.M.]: beside her to easily get to the foot. (D)
Nahala Valezquez [2:14 P.M.]: "I have never even met Quin in person. We have a very special relationship in which we exchange wit and dry humor on twitter without ever laying eyes on one another." -she'd actually enjoyed that part of twitter. Wearing a loose flowing skirt with indian patterns on it, her feet were bare so it was easy to get to the black and blue foot. She'd done some major damage to it and when asked what happened she gave a light sigh and threw her hand up before pointing to what was now a pile of broken wood.-"I was
Nahala Valezquez [2:15 P.M.]: trying to put together that estúpido estanterÃa (stupid bookshelf.) I thought I had it all together and lifted it up when the shelves came right down on my foot."-d-
a doves flight [2:21 P.M.]: She snickered. "You're not missin' much on 'imself. 'e's a skinny white fella wi' lots av tatoos." She offered that to her to let her know a bit more about Quinn. With the foot near her she let her fingers come along the top of the calve first then slowly move down the leg checking for a break or fracute. Anything that felt off to her in general would be noticed. "Oi broot yer sum 'erbs for pain an' sleep sometimes 'tis gran' ter sleep it aff yer nu. oi also got val's speshal sprinkled brownies.." She
a doves flight [2:22 P.M.]: might get what the sprinkles were since there family used that word to indicate anything spiked. (D)
Nahala Valezquez [2:25 P.M.]: -She chuckled at the mention of Quinn before giving a light shrug of her shoulders. Something Dove would notice about her foot was that it was already healing rapidly, but the bone on the top of the foot was healing and splintered from the break. So it was healing wrong. Nodding to the sprinkled brownies, she quirked her brow at that.-"Sprinkled brownies? What is that, like hippy brownies?" -meaning laced with a certain other herb.-d-
a doves flight [2:37 P.M.]: "Aye they are. but oi 'av sum brutal bars yisser foots banjacked. oi nade ter set it roi den we'll git it 'ealed. al' roi?" Don't worry Dove wasn't planning on doing it just on her own. No she had a plan. Reaching into her bag she pulled out one of the wooden boxes for medical supplies. Once out she pulled out some glass jars. Picking one of the shot glasses she set it to the side adding a bit of liquid opiums in it along with some Turmeric to help the joint itself. "Opium, turmeric,
a doves flight [2:37 P.M.]: an' a shot av whiskey ter 'elp it go down." Whiskey was removed from the bag to finish off the med to mix it together. Dove didn't play games with pain. (D)
Nahala Valezquez [2:39 P.M.]: -She gave a nod of her head as she listened to her. Watching her mix everything together she would wait til it was handed to her to drink it. She had a feeling that this was going to be painful. Looking toward Dove, she leaned forward a bit, her foot remaining elevated.-"I don't really feel much pain. Keep this between us, but I'm a werewolf. We have a major tolerance for pain." -she grabbed a stick to push the boards over that had once been the bookshelf. WHen flipped over, she'd find, it wasn't actually a
Nahala Valezquez [2:40 P.M.]: hammer but eight inch claws that tore apart the bookshelf in rage. She'd went chronos on the bookshelf when it broke her foot.-d-
a doves flight [2:43 P.M.]: Dove gave her that shot but was going to give it a few minutes so they could let it hit in. No doubt it would soon enough hit her. Way to get Nahala all types of fucked up before lunch Dove! She'd look to her ans grin. "Yer nu in rhydin de veil is lifted. yer can freely spake 'ere aboyt it jist not pack rites an' rituals." Said but feeling the medicine was kicking in Dove let her thumbs come onto the bone pressing it back into place where it should be. High jolt of pain for Nahala but at least now
a doves flight [2:44 P.M.]: they'd know the bone would heal right. (D)
Nahala Valezquez [2:48 P.M.]: "Pack rites and rituals? Pfffft, only rules to the garou is obeying the sept and the Silver Fangs. I've heard of some of the packs here." -she felt the shot of whatever it was she was given really start kicking in. It had everything easing and relaxing within her. That is until the high jolt of pain. Though that wasn't so bad and she only cringed a bit. -"Grace told me of the Haven pack. They're not wolves, they're a bunch of chihuhuas."-d-
a doves flight [2:56 P.M.]: She jolt of pain she knew was there but thankfully Dove would say a few words for a spell to try to take away the pain as well. It would mix together and give her that nice happy feeling that they all desired and she knew they desired it. "They're monsters. we 'av a few rules an' al' we folly as our pack. yer might enjoy it. cum ter de shop an' al' an' yer 'ill see." She did however roll the ankle to check it slowly trying not to hurt her. "Yisser ankle and foot
a doves flight [2:57 P.M.]: wus banjacked don't keep on it much. it shud be 'ealin' up by the-nite or so." She smirked to her then took out the tuppleweare of brownies for Her. (D)
Nahala Valezquez [2:59 P.M.]: "They're bitchy, pathetic excuses for wolves. You can say it, I won't tell Val you spoke you're mind." -she disliked the other pack of wolves with such passion it left a bad taste in her mouth. Werewolves, though vicious monsters to most, still had morals and values. The other pack was just a bunch of mutts pretending to be fierce wolves.-"I'm gonna be doing activities in a bit, but I'll keep my weight off of it for the most part. In spars, I use my upper body strength more then I do my feet anyways." -
Nahala Valezquez [3:00 P.M.]: snagging up a brownie, she grinned before taking a bite.-"Mmmm, these are actually really good!" -she was finishing it up by scarfing it down and nearly went for another!-d-
a doves flight [3:04 P.M.]: "She tinks de seem tin' 'tis not jist dat. oi don't consider dem.. rayle. they're not waaat they claim ter be." She added and gave a bit of a laugh none the less when she went to steal it. She stood up then leaving the small vials with her. "Every six 'ours yer can 'av two drops av each wan av dohs liquids ter 'elp yer wi' pain. wan brownie ever six 'ours too. whiskey well yer can 'andle dat on yisser own oi'm sure." Smirked to her knowing just how well those brownies tasted. Val could cook well an
a doves flight [3:04 P.M.]: d with them having herbs in them.. well no one could ask for more. (D)
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