Saving the Day [CLOSED]

[redcinemareel]

Who: Marco and Grell
When: 2nd week of hell at the Island Closes to Heaven
Where: /points above
Rating: Probably PG13-R due to cursing, blood, and drama~
Summary: The rescuers do the rescuing.


Grell hadn't needed to flee this badly in a good, long while. But here she was, running away from some large beast. It was pretty powerful, and whatever damage Grell could have done to it wasn't enough.

Overall, it was very exhilarating.

Make no mistake that she was running away, but there was a plan up her sleeve, which was a bit tattered. Really, it was time for a new coat, although it would be hard to part from it. When the monster managed to catch up, mostly thanks to Grell stopping in her tracks with a broad grin on her face, it swung at her. Quickly, Grell flickers out of sight, making the creature pause after its strike, wondering where its prey went.

In a nearby tree, Grell was crouched on a branch above, watching it look about for her. She said nothing as she pondered her next move.

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[redcinemareel]

The sight was very blurry for Grell, but all she could see was a wall of blue. She looked up at Marco, dazed. Something warm was trickling near her eyebrow, but for the afterlife of her, she couldn't figure it out. Words were heard, but responding seemed more of a chore than necessary. She did want to ask what he said, but...

She settled for trying to get up. It seemed like Grell was just grasping for air. Where the Hell was the ground?!

[fierybluebird]

"Shit, Grell!" Marco turned and ran back, covering her with both of his wings and he quickly checked for her glasses. She was basically blind without them and that blood did not look good. He gently kissed her forehead and put her glasses carefully on. "As good as red looks on you, let's not have it be from your own blood, okay? Can you hear me?"

[redcinemareel]

"M'kay...okay..." Well, the glasses helped lots, but the world wasn't looking any better. She heard him, but if he asked later if she did, she may say 'no'. "Did we finish, yet?"

Grell went to get up, which was wobbly at best. She held onto his arm as she got more of her bearings.

[fierybluebird]

"Aye... No more outdoor antics for you, Love. We're going back to base right now and I'm going to make the entire staff of doctors look at you if need be. Are you safe to hold onto me flying?" he bent down and carefully scooped her up into his arms, just in case, she was not in fact, actually able to manage holding on on her own.

[redcinemareel]

Grell sort of pouted, but maybe Marco had a point. Her head was throbbing! She nodded, hugging his neck when scooped up. "You really need a saddle." Now she could imagine him being a horse, which made her giggle.

Forgive her loopy-ness.

[fierybluebird]

"If you make me one and promise to get a riding crop and cute spurs, I'll wear it. But only for you," he leered and gently kissed her temple before shifting into full phoenix form. It'd be safer in the air where less monsters could even try to go after him.

[redcinemareel]

He'll have to remind her later. Yes, indeed. For now, Grell nodded, and prepared herself for a high ride. She was aware that using her own power to get them back to Garden quickly may backfire, do there was that sign that she was still functioning well.

"It's a date!"

[fierybluebird]

"All right, good," he nodded, and picked up pace to head into the sky and fly her over the island over to where the Garden was docked.