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Post by jace on Sept 18, 2013 10:47:37 GMT -5
She blinked down at the young of what she could only assume be the deceased.
She wondered how long it had been here and how long its life had left in its current condition, she had heard the monsters of the old training ground had been taken back by nature, they were feral.. but the one was sick and could be injured.
She reached out her hand to the young foal slowly.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 19, 2013 6:43:41 GMT -5
The little Pegasus does not react to her touch, it's skin is cool and greasy patches of hair come off at the slightest touch.
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Post by jace on Sept 19, 2013 7:12:57 GMT -5
She removed her coat revealing the large insect Monster on her back, she wrapped the foal in the coat and with the Monsters help proceeded to carry it out of the underground layers.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 19, 2013 7:58:10 GMT -5
The beast feels malnourished but there is a noticeable feeling of its breathing and its slow heart beat.
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Post by jace on Sept 19, 2013 10:33:06 GMT -5
She raced out of the Pitted Circle and along the path back to HighGaurd, Once she got there she First looked for Cillatem but couldn't find him, after which she went to infirmary.
She looked at a Sign along the entrance.
'Tamed Monters only'
She turn to the foal and pulled out a collar, low level and fastened it around its neck before entering.
"ANYONE HERE!?"
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 19, 2013 11:03:42 GMT -5
A lanky men exit out of an office and approaches her, he has a shaved head and bushy beard. "And what can I do for ya lass?"
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Post by jace on Sept 19, 2013 16:40:43 GMT -5
She looked at the Man and laid the foal on the ground uncovering it.
"I f-captured this monster, What I am guessing was its parent was long dead, Its breathing feels labored, and its weak"
She looked from it to him
"Can you help it?"
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 23, 2013 7:08:45 GMT -5
The man nods , taking the foal from her arms he carries it to a gurney. "I'll see what I can do but it looks bleak. This young'n is starved and it appears as though rot has settled in in some of its extremities." He moves his hand over the beast, it glowing faintly. A look of sadness and determination on his face. He move the gurney to one of the operating rooms.
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Post by jace on Sept 23, 2013 8:15:28 GMT -5
She watched him take the foal away and looked for a window to watch into the operating room.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 23, 2013 8:26:58 GMT -5
The doctor works for three hour mixing modern medicine and magic. Finally he comes out of the operating room wiping his hands on a towel. "It will live." Setting the towel down he addresses the girl. "There was complication and I had to amputate a rear leg and one of its wings. We won't be able to regrow them until the little beasty reaches adulthood. There are too many complications with growth and magic."
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Post by jace on Sept 24, 2013 9:14:19 GMT -5
She nodded at the man and look at the foal apologetically and walked over to pet it.
"But it can survive, learn to walk with one leg, probably balance using the wing.."
She folded the remaining wing down the side which the leg was removed and stretched it out, taking mental notes on how hard acclimating for this beast would be.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 24, 2013 9:33:25 GMT -5
"It's not as simple as that, imagine trying to walk without toes. And that is still not the same. We could make a prosthesis for the leg but it's young and there is noway of knowing how it will take to it. It might be best to put the poor thing down."
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Post by jace on Sept 24, 2013 11:31:33 GMT -5
She stared at the foal for a moment seeming to size it up.
"If i wanted to kill it I would have left it where I found it.. Now being so young it will quickly outgrow any prosthetic it gets.. What of robotic, one that could grow with it until we could get it a new flesh one?"
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 24, 2013 11:49:27 GMT -5
"Robotics are expensive, adaptable ones even more so." He goes to his office to let her think and returns with a large catalog with 'Fox' stamped on the front.
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Post by jace on Sept 24, 2013 12:08:31 GMT -5
She continued to stare at the foal. and flipped though the fox labs catalog, even with the schools discount she still couldn't afford it.
"Can it live? can it walk, even outside of combat.. even if I just domesticized it.."
She was pulling at straws and she knew it but she hadn't the heart to put the poor thing down.
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