A Good Samaritan

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A Good Samaritan (Open)

OOC: Shana, 24/F Brunette with shoulder length hair, 5’9, physically fit
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IC:

The rain began falling down harder on the small village of Greenshire. It was already dark out from the clouds but had it been otherwise the time would roughly had been 9 oclock. At least that’s what Shana figured. She didn’t own a watch. She hardly owned anything. Just the blue robes that she wore and the small grey sash that kept it from swaying back and forth as she walked. Her brown cloak was drenched with water but it kept her robes dry. A hood attached to the cloak that she sewed on herself kept her hair partially dry. A few bits that hanged out had gotten wet.

She turned at the lamppost that led to the church she was staying at. She wasn’t a nun, but she knew the priest there and he offered her a room while she worked in town. But on her way back she noticed something different than all the other walks back at night…there was a man lying on the side of the road. She rushed up to him and noticed that he was bleeding on his side and he was barely conscious.

“Hold on, sir. I’ll find some help.” She said in an encouraging whisper to him.

She stood up and eyed the village, which was a good 20 minutes walk for a healthy person. But all the lights were off. She spun around and figured that the Church was only a few minutes away and that he could get some help there.

“I’m going to help you sir. Here. See if you can stand up.”

 

[Sinfully_yours]

Man on the side of the road

OFF: Let me know if I am doing this right!
Morgan Holte, Millionaire, 30, physically fit, nice body about 6'2

IC:

He tried tried to push her away but his strenght was depleted, "run," he whispered to her before his body broke out into spasms of coughing, "g..go..." he tried to tell her through his bouts of cough followed by gasping for air.

His ribs felt as though they were broken and any time now, Morgan knew they would be pressing into his lungs. He tried to to breath but that only let him inhale deeper and longer and faster, then sharp pain would shoot through his body.

He clawed at her arm as she tried to stand him up, "Please," he whispered again then grimacing, "They may...come back," he said between breaths, "You...you cant be here," he got out before coughing again and moaning in pain.

 

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OOC:

OFF: Let me know if I am doing this right!
Morgan Holte, Millionaire, 30, physically fit, nice body about 6'2

Well I don't think that being a millionaire will have anything to do with the story...and we can go on a first name basis so I don't have to think of a last name for Shana =p So M

IC:

She stood back a couple feet and looked around in the rain. It was raining hard but she still had a good view of the surrounding area. A few trees were off in the distance, but there were mostly hills and a few ponds. Noone could be seen as far as she could tell.

"There isn't anyone here. Please let me help you. You'll be fine if you just let me help you." She said again.

Shana took off her cloak and wrapped it around the man, seeing as how he was only wearing a black tunic and loose leather pants with a belt around it. She tried to help him up again and managed to get him to his feet.

"Oh and stop your moaning" She said harshly as he stumbled up. "You'll be fine. I don't think anythings broken but you need some rest."

 

[Sinfully_yours]

Brain freeze

OFF: ok, I just never get to play a rich man before.. *pouts* lol

ON:
"Oh and stop your moaning" She said harshly as he stumbled up. "You'll be fine. I don't think anythings broken but you need some rest."

Morgan shook his head as his whole body moved upward for her to help him. He tried not to put too much weight on her but he couldnt help it. His wet clothes felt as though they weighed a ton.

He used his free hand to hold his ribs because each movement felt as though they were rubbing together. He wanted to tell her his name because at least then he wont feel as though he was some strange man she was helping, but his mind could not wrap itself around the thought.

 

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Shana strained a little under the weight but it wasn't a big problem because she helped a lot around the Church, moving boxes and outside when it was nice outside. Nonetheless it was a little tiring because of the weight difference.

Little by little they made it up the cobblestone road. The rain had given up a little and they finally made it to the stone stairs of the Church.

"We can rest here a little since the rain has slowed down a little." She said.

She ran inside and fetched a blanket for the man to wear and came back a few minutes later with one in hand.

"Here, this will keep you warm. Try not to move, it'll just hurt more." She pleaded.

 

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OOC: I'm going to need a few more males later on in the story, plus the Priest of the Church to have a small role, can be the same person as a different character it doesn't matter. So like 2-3 males and another woman would be nice inside the church around the same age as Shana or older. PM for requests

Thanx

 

[Sinfully_yours]

Rest

Morgan tried to smile to thank her but wasnt sure he did it. He sighed and closed his eyes. He felt really tired, as though he could sleep and sleep and never wake up. Sighing again, he drifted off.

OCC: That sounds like a good idea

 

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OOC:

I meant to say that the males would be the ones involved in the attacks. They'd come into the story a little later, but if there are other males inside the Church then that's fine as well. I don't imagine much of a role for them but if someone wants to post a bit it's kool

 

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Shana:

Shana noticed that the man was beyond exhaustion. So she helped him back to his feet and started to bring him inside.

"It isn't far now. You'll get a good nights rest."

By now Shana's friend Kathryn had come outside and noticed that she had someone who was leaning on her. Rushing up to her she offered to help.

OOC:
This would be a good time to have someone take up the role of Kathryn ^_^

 

[0xSerenityx0]

Kathryn in a moment was quickly speeding over toward the pair, looks of shock and fright on her face. She approached then and kneeled down by them.

"Oh my...what...what has happened here?" she half whispers, clutching her wrists.

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OOC: Kathryn'll be 25, decent body, about 6 feet, and dark black hair..

 

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OOC: Thanx again for filling spot. Hate it when stories come to a stand still =p
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IC:

"I don't know. I found him like this on the side of the road towards the village."

She pulled away part of his cloak to reveal a bloodied tunic by his side. "I think he was attacked by somebody. There aren't many animals around here other than a few wolves that come out at night. Do you think Father Graham might be able to help him out? We can't just send him out like this. He can barely stand." Shana finally stopped talking. She was deep in thought. Why would she suddenly help a stranger like this? She was always raised up to help people but she never thought she'd be put to the test one day.

 

[0xSerenityx0]

OOC: (hehe no prob )

She nodded quickly. "Yes we should take him to Father immediately...oh my..he needs help.." she says picking up the bloodied tunic. "I don't understand why would somebody do this?" she asks, sadness in her eyes and on her face. "I don't understand..." she repeats quietly.

 

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"I don't understand it either." Shana said as she looked at her friend before turning her attention towards the man.

"He's been fading in and out ever since I found him. Quick then, fetch Father Graham. He should be in the library at this hour. I'll wait here and make sure he doesn't go cold." Shana finally added.

Turning back to the man she added: "I don't understand it at all."

 

[0xSerenityx0]

She nods. "Of course." she says and then rises and quickly walks inside and walks down the various hallways until she enters the library. "Father Graham come quick a man has been injured!!!" she says half panting, leaning against the wall.

 

[Sinfully_yours]

Burning

Morgan moaned. It felt as though he was burning inside out. Then the next moment he was freezing. He closed his eyes again as images began flooding his head. His head tossed from side to side as he drifted off again.


OCC: welcome Serenity

 

[aging_empress]

I heard the man begin to stir a little and I was starting to become upset and sad at how much pain he has to endure. But I knew in my mind that he would get enough rest soon and be healthy again. It was an encouraging thought and I even smiled.

"It'll be alright" I said to the man in a whisper; not knowing whether or not he heard me.

 

[scribe_m]

Father Graham rushed over, bringing bandages and water. "Good lord, boy. You're hurt! Don't move." The bespeckled Father Graham had a tendency to say the obvious, but was a good man. "Now let's look at this here. Don't you worry, son. I've been in the war in many capacities besides the faith. Kathyrn, go fetch the doctor. Now lad, tell me what happened to you."


OOC: Uh... which time period is this? I'm thinking just after WWII, although I've seen too many Father Duddlesworth and Dad's Army episodes.

OOC: Filling in for now. PM Empress! Now!


Scribe.

 

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In a few minutes Father Graham came running out through the door and next to me. He had bandages in on hand a bucket of water in the other.

"Good lord, boy. You're hurt! Don't move." Father Graham said with a tone of sincerity and obliviousness. But this was the Father I always knew.

"Now let's look at this here. Don't you worry, son. I've been in the war in many capacities besides the faith. Kathyrn, go fetch the doctor. Now lad, tell me what happened to you." He added finally.

"Father," I said with a sudden enthusiasm, "The village doctor isn't in town. The villagers say the war in the northern kingdom is recruiting anyone with medical training. He was sent off a few days ago." I sighed and looked at the man lying there. He was really handsome now that I had the chance to look at him. He didn't look much older than me or Kathryn and he certainly had a well fit body. I brushes his brown hair off to the side of his face and I smiled when I noticed he had grey-blue eyes. I smiled because blue is my favorite color. It was the simple things in life that made me smile. I looked over at Kathryn who was standing next me and I noticed she was just as concerned as I was.

"Don't worry Kate. He'll get better right here. Won't he Father?" I asked in a concerned voice.
"Yes, we'll nurse him back to health. It might take a day but he'll be on his feet in no time." I heard him say in a comforting voice.