CH: RP Log 5-Adrian Briand

London: Hmm, this letter says that this potion maker should be somewhere around this area. She looked down at the letter Rook had delivered to her earlier in the day and then around her surroundings , not quite able to shake the creepy feeling she always got when near the clocktower. Stupid Adrian and his stupid tiger...making me go through all this trouble. She sighed, "Hope I find this potion maker soon...it's getting cold."


Windy: "Mr. Blacks, get back here. Goodness," Windy said, chasing after her cat, who went off running somewhere. After a while, Mr. Blacks stop abruptly and started to hiss at London.


London: Balking as a multi-colored cat came running up and starts spitting at her, she put her hand on her sword hilt, ready to pull it should it decide to attack. "What did I ever do to you...go away," she shooed the cat.


Windy: After seeing him stop, Windy was finally able to catch her breath. "You damn cat..." After hearing his hissing she looked up to see a woman. "You don't seem to be from this area."


London: Not taking her eyes off the colorful cat, she addressed the woman. "No...I'm here on business...is this your cat? Can you please control it?" She wrinkled her nose at the cat and sticked out her tongue a little as if mocking it.


Windy: Looking at the woman for a few seconds, Windy bent over and picked up her cat. Trying to escape her grasp, Mr. Blacks started to squirm around. Losing her patience, Windy held the cat by the back of his neck and faced him. "If you don't listen there's no food for you tonight." Finally making her cat quite she looks back at the woman. "What business do you have here?"


London: Relaxing after seeing the cat has calmed down, she finally turned to the woman. " I'm here looking for some medication for a friend...my sources say a powerful potion maker can be found at this address." she handed the letter to the woman. "Could you point me in the right direction?"


Windy: "Powerful potion maker? Well that's very specific..." Windy said quietly, looking at the address on the letter. "Ah, this is my address...Well powerful potion maker indeed. The shop's this way," Windy said with a proud voice pointing towards the city.

London: Quickly hiding her surprise at her unexpected luck, she quickly nodded and followed the woman in the direction she was walking. "What's your name if I may ask? I'm London Bexley of the Hearts faction."



Windy: "Ah...the Heart faction..." Windy said in a low tone. 'But, she's a customer so it's good,' Windy thought to herself as she face the woman with a fake smile. "Windy Piiold, also known as the famous Bleeding Witch," Windy said with too much confidence.


London: "It's nice to meet you, Windy," she smiled sweetly, not noticing Windy's odd tone or obvious pride in herself. "How much further to your shop?"


Windy: "It's right here." Windy pointed to a decent sized building. Opening the door, Windy let her cat down and walked over to the table on the side. "Here, take a seat and we can take business." Inside the shop was pretty dim and one half of the room was filled with potions, containers, books, and other random pieces of paper placed in what looked messy, but considered organized to Windy.


London: She followed Windy into the doorway of the shop where she stood for awhile while waiting for her eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. Spotting the table Windy had motioned, she carefully picked her way around stacks of paper and potions and sat down in a seat. "Thank you. I'm looking for a healing potion...for someone who was bitten by a tiger...although he can't have any medication..."


Windy: 'What the hell? He needs some medicine but can't take any? This guy must be a weird fellow,' Windy thought to herself as she just nodded her head. "So he can't digest any medicine?"



London: "well...not exactly- " She paused, wondering what was the best way to describe Adrian's...allergy to medication. " Let's just say that medication gives him a sort of allergic reaction. Is there a way to heal a bite without using medication? I was told that if anyone would know...it would be you."


Windy: "Allergies to medication...that must suck," Windy said as she crossed her arms. "Alright, so medication with no allergic reaction from this friend of yours." Windy looked over to a stack of books then thought for a few seconds. "Hold on," Windy said to London as she walked over to the stack and piled out a large ivory book. Flipping through the pages, she finally found what she was looking for. Highly sensitive medication.


London: She looked around the room as she waited, wondering where that cat was lurking and if it would attack her unexpectedly. "Sure...take your time," she replied while taking in the rest of her surroundings.


Windy: Looking at the ingredients needed, Windy frowned then looked back at London for a few seconds before looking back at the book. Spending a few minutes thinking, Mr. Black decided to mess around with London. He would look straight at her with his golden eyes, his fur illuminating different colours making him look like a fuzzy colourful monster. Windy finally closed the book, carried it back to the table and took a seat again. "Okay so I know the medication that he could take. But the problem is I need something that belongs to him to add in. Do you have anything that he possessed with you now? Clothes, his belongings, heck, a strand of his hair would work."


London: Tilting back from the table only balancing on the back two legs of her chair, trying to put as much space between herself and the crazy looking cat, she tried not to blush as she answered her question. "H-h-how about this cloth?" She pulled a blood stained cloth out of her pouch that he had used to wrap around her head a couple days ago.


Windy: Windy looked at London's position, noticing that she was facing Mr. Blacks. Windy shot a glare at the cat as Mr. Blacks just yawned and rounded around. Turning her focus back at London, Windy looked at the blood stained cloth, picked it up and examined it more closely. "Hum, this would be fine. Although the blood might change the effects of the potion. Too bad it's not his blood," Windy said as she walked over to a cabinet and pulled out some other ingredients. Carrying everything, she placed them on a larger table and poured some water in a large pot, after placing the other things inside in a specific order. Looking at the cloth once again before placing it in the pot, Windy looking at the pot as the smoke changed from a bright green to a pinky red. "By the way, how did your friend get bite by a tiger in the first place?" Windy asked as she watched the cloth slowly melt in the pot.


London: "I'm not sure about the exact details of the attack...the wound seems to be causing him a great deal of pain though..." She watched as Windy worked. "If you don't mind me asking...how did you learn your potion making skills?"


Windy: "Hum, well it's not that common for someone to get bit by a tiger." Windy gave a small sigh, she was hoping to hear some extravagant adventure on how her friend got bitten. Hearing her question, Windy looked over her shoulder to London before turning fully around to face her. "My master taught me everything that I know, I spent around 10 years learning from him," Windy said with a more natural smile thinking about her master.


London: She smiled at Windy after seeing her soft expression as she spoke of her master. "He must have been a great man...your master," she complimented and then pointed out to Windy, "Your cat is biting my boot."


Adrian: He wandered around, slightly growling at his misfortune. "Damn...I knew that stupid client was a fucking idiot...but-- ughhh...just forget it, screw this. I'm tired." The flame-head had turned around, planning to go back to where he had originally came from before he stopped in front of Windy's shop. "Hmm...a potion shop?" He smirked, "This'll be interesting..." He opened the door and walked in, only to see the familiar blonde knight and another red-head.


London: She stood abruptly as Adrian burst into the shop. " A-A-Adrian! What are you doing here?!" she exclaimed and then hopped quickly backwards having to avoid the yowling cat whose tail she just stepped on. She tried to catch her balance but failed and fell backwards over her chair and knocked over a stack of documents.


Adrian: He burst out laughing, not even bothering to conceal his amusement. "Gee, I repeat, you really are amusing," he choked out. After laughing a bit for a few seconds, he slightly stopped. "Why so shocked to see me?"


London: "_{Wish you would stop popping out of nowhere,}" she muttered under her breath as she got to her feet and started trying to restack the papers. "Who said I was shocked to see you?" she huffed. "The cat scared me."


Adrian: He took a few steps towards London, leaning his face extremely close to hers as he cupped his hand over his ear. "Haa? I don't think I caught what you said."


London: She looked up at him blinking, taken aback by their suddenly close proximity. He has such long eyelashes,' she thought before catching herself and blushing furiously shoved him away. "I said, 'what are you doing here?'"
Windy: Windy looked down to see Mr. Blacks nibbling on London's boot. "Goodness Mr. Blacks...Really? Here." Windy tossed a small piece of nibblit and watched Mr. Blacks catch it and run off to a corner. Watching him run off she hear a loud thump and saw London on the ground and she knocked a pile of papers on the way. Frowning a bit, Windy just sighed. "It's fine, you don't have to clean that," Windy said as she looked at the front door to see someone else. "And you are?" Windy asked as she watched him walk over to London.


Adrian: He smirked, "What did I do~?" he asked 'innocently', knowing full well what he did. He looked over to the woman. "Name's Adrian. And you?"


London: "He's the tiger wrestler." She jabbed a finger towards Adrian.


Adrian: He raised an eyebrow at London. "Tiger wrestler? On the contrary, I'm quite fond of tigers, if more than anything."


Windy: "...Windy Piiold," Windy said bluntly, watching him tease London. When London jabbed him and said that he was the man that was bite by the tiger, Windy looked at him for a few seconds realizing that there were no scars or bandages. "You look fine to me..."


Adrian: He huffed, slightly glaring at London before returning his gaze to Windy. "Of course I'm fine. I never wrestled with any tiger...so why wouldn't I be?"


London: "Hmm..." At Windy's words, she looked over at Adrian's arm. "Hmm, how'd you get it to heal so fast?" She poked at the place where the wound had been.


Adrian: He did a better job of concealing his pain this time around. After all, with all the pain he had received from that arm for the past few days -thanks to many sadistic people, or one of many who hated him-. "Because I never got bitten in the first place."

London:"Don't be stupid, I know what I saw." Thinking that he had somehow covered it up with some kinda fake skin, she started pushing and pulling the skin around the area where the wound should have been.


Adrian: He glared at the girl, though his eyebrow had twitched a couple of times due to her messing around with the injury. To avoid from showing any more further signs that he was in pain, he lifted his arm over his head, sure that the girl would not be able to reach it from that height. "Don't be stupid, you were just delusional, as always," he smirked.


London: As Adrian yanked his arm out of her grip and over her head, she stumbled forward and hit her forehead against his chest. "Ouch..." she complained while rubbing her forehead.


Windy: Windy watched as London started to tug Adrian's skin, trying to convince them that the wound should be there. At that moment she caught Adrian's eyebrows twitch, blinking a few times she walked over to where they were and grabbing her silver spoon on the way. Using it as an extra length, she pulled Adrian's arm down and tapped it a few times with the spoon before looking at him straight on. "Well clearly, you did get bitten. I don't know how you hid the mark but the pain is obviously still there."


Adrian: He felt anxious at London's contact at his chest, not used to human touches. At all. But he decided to let her stay there. Besides, he was more concerned with Windy whacking his arm with a spoon. "What?! Pain can't be still there if there never was any pain in the first place," he lied.


London: She looked up to see that she was once again too close to Adrian and backed up quickly a couple of paces promptly tripping over the multi-colored cat. "Ugh." She sighed, " He's lying...just give him the stuff you made Windy."


Windy: "Oh please, lie all you want...Guess I have to finish with the potion then," Windy said with an annoyed look. "Oh and please stop messing with my customers. She came all the way here to help you."


London: Blushing at Windy's words, she quickly adds, " NOT specifically for you! I-I was just...in town and I happened to meet Windy...and I thought since I was here..."she babbled.


Adrian: He arched a red eyebrow. "What?" It was extremely hard for him to believe that anyone would even think of him as something more than a nuisance or a spawn of Satan. But for someone to go out their way and try to treat them, that boggled Adrian's mind. He slightly chuckled at London's stammering, obviously embarrassed. He ruffled her hair a bit, smirking. "Oh really, now?"


Windy: Looking back at London, Windy just chuckled. "Well that wasn't what you told me," Windy said with a bit of a laugh. On her way back to the table with the pot, she gave Mr. Blacks a small kick to push him off of London. Placing her spoon on the side, she picked up a small pin instead. As the last step she pulled off her left glove and held up the thin pin and pricked her finger. A small amount of her blood started to flow out, allowing a few drops to fall in, the smoke once again changed colour, this time to a bloody red. Letting the potion to settle for a bit she turned around to face the two, who obviously had something going on between them.


London: "Don't read too much into it...take it as a thank you for helping me all those times...and as a sorry for all the trouble I've caused you," she said to Adrian while peering up at him through her bangs to see how he would react.


Adrian: "As a sorry? Heh, _{if anything...I've been more of a bother than you could ever in a lifetime,}" the man smiled sadly.


London: She looked at Adrian with intense concentration, not hearing his reply and instead trying to devise the best way to administer Windy's potion. She suddenly rushed forward and kicked Adrian in the shin.


Adrian: He yelled in pain, instinctively grabbing his shin with both hands. "OW?! The fuck was that for?!"


Windy: Windy watched as they really did have something going on but was surprised to see London suddenly kick Adrian on the shin. "Wait what?"

London: As his hands were occupied, she tackled him and sat on his chest and pinned his arms under her knees. "NOW WINDY!! NOW!!"


Adrian: The man gaped at London in horror. "What the f--"


London: She grabbed Adrian's cheek and squeezed so that his mouth was open. "Pour it in Windy! Fast!!"


Windy: "Now what?" Lost from the commotion she just stood there. Looking at London she saw that she was looking at the potion behind her, looking back she realized that it was the potion, Adrian would have thought it would be medication and not drink it. Understanding, she grabbed a cup full of the potion and ran over to London. As London opened the mouth she poured the potion in.


London: She wanted to make sure he swallowed the potion but one of her hands was busy holding down his shoulder and the other holding his face down. She did the only thing she could think of. She leaned in and put her mouth to his, cutting off his air supply making sure he had to swallow.


Windy: A bit taken back by London's action, she just leaned back a bit. Aaawkwarrdd~


Adrian: He was about to bite her tongue to break free, just like he did with past women, but something about this action made him...feel queasy? dizzy? melt? Whatever it was, Adrian despised it yet slightly liked it at the same time. But he had soon regained his sanity and mentality, but only when it was too late. The potion had now been forced down and he had been reduced to a puddle of goo. By one girl. But he couldn't do anything about it now, he felt helpless and useless. The potion had made him a bit drowsy and weak.


London: She pulled away, unable to keep from blushing or look directly at Adrian, she instead focused on Windy's feet. "How do you feel?"


Adrian: "S-so...w-we...weaaaaaak..." he groaned out, unable to help it. He even felt, dare I say, drunk.


London: She looked up at Wendy. "Is it supposed to have this effect?" She now looked back at Adrian, a bit worried about how he was reacting to the potion.


Windy: Looking at London finally pulling away from Adrian, Windy just looked away. "Well, it differs from people, but he must be really sensitive to medication. This is the first time I've seen someone react this much. But it should be fine, he's just...I guess you can say drunk?" Windy said as she looked at Adrian. "Here, you can go to the back room and let him rest." Windy got up and pointed to a curtained door at the end of the room.


London: She nodded at Windy's reassuring words and climbed off of Adrian and stood up, then she put Adrian's arm around her shoulders and struggled under his weight. "Windy..."she huffed, "help me please."


Adrian: "Bl...egh...I-I," he hiccuped, "t-th-thought...it had...medic-- that thing." He didn't even want to say the wretched word.


Windy: Walking beside London, she placed one arm around Adrian's back and helped London hold up his weight. "Man this guy is heavy!" Windy said, annoyed as they started to walk towards the back room.


London: London held open the curtain as Windy opened the door to the room. "Adrian...what have you been eating?" she complained, still staggering under his weight.


Adrian: He felt heat rush through his forehead and cheeks. "S-shut...up...I'm only...150 lbs..." he moaned out, lying since he was actually 120 lbs.



Windy: "Well, you feel a lot more!" Windy complained. As they walked into the room, there were couches and large pillows and blankets all along the floor. "Lay him down here." Windy walked towards the pillows.


London: She let out a deep sigh "_{Feels more like 200,}" she murmured. With a huge effort, her and Windy dropped him on the floor on the pillows.


Adrian: He shot them both a glare, though with his condition, it was hardly threatening. Laughable was more like it. "S-shut up...not my fault...you...g-guys...are...weak..."


London: She grabbed one of the nearby blankets and threw it over Adrian, sighing. "What am I going to do with you..." She sat down near Adrian's feet and pulled her knees to her chest. "Windy, would it be too much trouble to get some food for him? I'm afraid he doesn't look too well."


Adrian: "Dump me -hic- in...the streets?" he suggested, sounding a bit too hopeful.


Windy: When they let Adrian on the floor, Windy exhaled a huge amount of air and looked at London. "Food? That would be a good idea. What should we get him? Do you want anything?"


London: "I know you're in a rush to get as far away as possible but can you just promise me to wait until you can at least stand on your own to leave?" She looked at Adrian with a guarded expression then turned to Windy. "Whatever you have is fine...is there anything I can do to help?"


Adrian: He looked at London. "B-but...I can...stand...on m-y...own...jusssst...fine...."


Windy: "Alright I'll see what I have," Windy said as she looked out the door they walked through. "Well, you can make him shut up, that would be a huge help, like when he drank the potion," Windy said with a joking tone as she walked out of the door and upstairs to see if there was anything to eat.

Adrian: Feeling his already pinkish red face grew one shade more red, he growled. "Pshh...it'd just...g-grow...more...noisier..."


London: Her face turned bright red at Windy's joke but before she could make a comeback the red-headed girl had already walked out of the room, grumbling to herself she rested her head on the wall behind her. "How does your arm feel, Adrian?" she asked feeling extremely tired from all the physical exertion from earlier.



Adrian: He poked his arm and stared at it as if it was the most extraordinary thing in all of Wonderland. "I...I have an arm!" he grinned. "And it...doesn't...hurt."


London: An involuntary giggle escaped her lips. "Well, that's good to hear...at least this trip wasn't in vain." She paused and looked at him briefly. "What were you doing with a lion anyways?"


Adrian: He looked up in wonder. "Lion...? Well...there was this one time..." His sullen face suddenly changed, now smiling and lighting up. "There was this one time where I kept a lion as a pet!" His stutter was completely gone.



London: "Were you trying to get another pet lion? Is that how you hurt your arm?" she questions while closing her eyes and leaning her head back against the wall.


Adrian: He looked at his arm questioningly. "No...this one was bitten by a tiger!" He grinned childishly, like it was a good thing to be proud of.


Windy: Windy walked into her kitchen to find some food, and luckily for her there were some bread and fruits. "Well this could feed myself, but not all three..."Windy looked around and found some vegetables, staring at them for a while, she decided to make soup. While cooking she looked at the door. "I should leave those two alone for a while," Windy said with a giggle.



London: "Yes, yes, but why was it bitten?" she sighed. She couldn't figure out why she was trying so hard to find out what happened to this annoying flame head when she was usually content not asking any questions.


Adrian: He frowned, furrowing his eyebrows as he tried to remember. He then comically smacked his fist onto his other palm. "Oh! I remember! It was because I wanted to die~" The goofy grin was back on his face.


London: She was unable to stop the flow of tears now streaming from her eyes. "You really wanted to die...? You would really leave behind everyone that cares about you?" She shoved him away from her. "What gives you the right to be so selfish? What gives you the right..." She sobbed while shaking uncontrollably.


Windy: While making the food, Windy just remembered about Mr. Blacks and that London didn't seem to get along with cats that well. "Shit!" And as she expected, Mr. Blacks now at the back door was staring at the two inside watching them.


Mr. Blacks: Mr. Blacks walked into the room and keeping his eyes on London. When a few meters away, the cat sat there looking at her, then glanced at Adrian. Yawning and stretching, Mr. Blacks walked to Adrian and lied down beside his head.


London: Enraged at herself more than anything, she angrily wiped her eyes and glared at the cat, then she stood up and strolled out of the room into the kitchen to help Windy.