Description: The heroine Amethyst manages to save the girl! Or does she?
Amethyst groans as she sits up, blinking and slapping her cheeks as she wakes. She realizes that despite some soreness from her haphazard sleeping angle she feels like a million bucks, she whistles appreciatively "I need more of that antidote! It'll solve so many sleepless nights'' Looking at Nyx Amethyst begins to stand only to feel a stabbing pain in her hip, she remembers her glass cutter and chuckles sheepishly "Right....that, welp, no helping it now" pulling her antiseptic spray from her belt and tearing a tablecloth she braces herself and rips the knife from her hip, sucking in breath through gritted teeth. Once clean through watering eyes she ties the cloth tight, binding the wound tightly with a cute bow for good measure. She chuckles as she appreciates her own handywork, Scout captain Hillory would be proud.
Amethyst shuffles back over to check Nyx's pulse, lifts her eyelids and a few other basic first aid tests to confirm other than a potential concussion she is perfectly healthy but fast asleep, perfect! With some difficulty Amethyst hoists Nyx's unconscious form up by her armpits, dragging her to the nearest chair "Jeez lady, lay off the burgers'' she grumbles to herself before deftly tying Nyx to a chair, making sure her ankles are tightly bound to the chair legs and wrists are crossed behind her back and then balances one of Nyx's sleeping concoctions on the bridge of her nose "There, if she gets too rowdy she'll knock herself out again, serves her right" She throws a rude gesture at the sleeping mage before rolling her shoulders and turning to deal with the actress.
Amethyst strolls over to Bridget, checking her pulse and other vitals. As far as she can tell other than being sedated the actress is in perfect health, digging carefully through Nyx's bag she finds smelling salts and after untying the actress wafts them under her nose "Snnrk! Uuuuuhh.. My..heeead....Not yet mammmaaaa...fiiive morrrre minutes pleeeasee.." She rubs her eyes as she rolls over and would have fallen off the table if not for Amethysts quick reflexes, she chuckles and gently shakes the woman again "I only wish we could Miss Regan, come on up, up, gently now, you've been in a drug induced coma for about a day now"
Helping the woman stand proved difficult, the poor girls legs were basically jelly and she was weakly fighting Amethyst's attempts to get her moving "Druuugs? Nooo.... I donnnt du drgs... theys bad!" Bridgit pouts as Amethyst stifles laughter and then in a soothing tone attempts to placate the actress "Apologies, I didn't mean to imply you did drugs, that lady over there forced them on you. She's detained now and you're free of your bonds, the drugs should be out of your system enough for you to walk in a few hours" Amethyst gently deposits the actress on the couch, keeping her sitting up but otherwise relaxed. "Ohhh... 'Kay" Bridgit's glazed eyes lazily follow the blob in her vision that is Amethyst "Wh....when'd dat happnn...?"
Amethyst does her best to explain Bridgit's capture the previous day. Explaining how she mysteriously disappeared right after her luncheon and has been in the vile Sorceress Nyx's clutches ever since. Bridget nods along and then Amethyst helps her drink some water. About an hour later Bridgit gets up on unsteady legs but successfully stands "Thank you for this, most of you hero types would have just wrapped me in a blanket with a hot mug of something and bolted letting the police sort it all out" Amethyst rubbed the back of her neck and gave a cherginned smile while nodding, protocol for the registered supers was exactly that, one of the many reasons she cut ties with them. "Come on, let's get you home, then I'll deal with the snoring psychopath" Amethyst drapes one of Bridgit's arms over her shoulder and helps her limp to her purse and other possessions then slowly out of the warehouse.
Bridgit once fully awake and in the early morning light became quite the chatterbox, talking a mile a minute about anything and everything. The camera man being in a relationship with one of the riggers, the director's assistant wanting to be a writer, the props lady having a secret stash of whiskey hidden on sight, the list went on and on. Amethyst listened to it all with a small smile simply enjoying the camaraderie. Bridgit dug into her purse, retrieving a simple hard candy, unwrapping it and popping it in her mouth, she offered one to Amethyst "Candy? My grandma made 'em, ancient Regan family secret" she winks at Amethyst who, bemused takes the candy and drops it on her tongue "Mmmmm...root beer"
"So what's it like being a heroine?" Bridgit watches amethyst intently, almost like she was analyzing her "Ya know....In case I ever get cast as one" Amethyst pats the actress's shoulder fondly "To be honest it'sh aalot uf shleeplesh niiightsh..." An audible crunch is head as Amethyst bites down hard on her candy. "It can't be all borning n' stuff, what about the excitement like last night?" Bridgit's face remains an impassive mask as they continued forward. "Yuur riight....punchin myy prblms avayyy ish vry cashartiic" Amethyst blinked, trying to clear her head "Whatshhh goin' onnn....?" Maybe not all the drugs were out of her system "What about the police? Most supers are registered and work with the police don't they?" Amethyst stumbles, she grabs a lamp post to steady herself, her vision was swimming again. Feeling cottonmouth set in she involuntarily swallows, ingesting the last of the candy down her throat.
A wave of dizzy euphoria causes Amethyst to sag to her knees "Ree..regi...shigniing up tuu fiight...crimm?" Amethyst hiccups, shakes her head and giggles. Bridget stares blankly ahead and in a flat voice prompts her "Yes Amethyst, tell me everything you know about the police" Amethyst blinks then hiccups again "I fink I....neeeed tuu shhheet dwnnn...." Amethyst plops backwards on her butt, she ends up staring up at the sky. "Amethyst, tell me Everything you know about the police Now" "Pullish aarr the reeal heroos...plush they loook shuper cute in theeeirrr uni...unnniii?...Cop closhhh... I... lke thier hatsh" Amethyst giggles as she blushes, head swaying gently side to side, she smiles again "....Hehehe shny baddges..."
Amethysts head lolled to the side to look at Bridget and besides her clear apathy she seemed fine though detached "Yuur shuper cute....Oop!" Amethyst tries to cover her mouth in embarrassment but her arms refuse to obey her, she looks down at her limp arm, blinking a few times to focus on it "tratuur" She giggles again and tries once again to sit up in vain. The corners of her sight start graying out, slowly creeping over her vision, she blinks again before mumbling "g'niiiiight..." Amethysts eyes roll up into her skull as her body slumps to the ground.
Impassively Bridget watches the heroine eventually succumb, passing out. Bridget bends down, checks her neck for a pulse then easily lifts Amethyst, hoisting her over her shoulder. She takes a moment to get Amethyst settled, her limp body swaying gently as Bridget turns around and glassy eyed mumbles "must return to Mistress" Bridget robotically marches back to the warehouse and Nyx.
To be Continued…
Written by Psyco Turnip, and Sleepyhypno
All Characters belong to D.L. who commissioned this story!
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