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Her spell made impact and, in a dazzling show, it combined with Anniken's saw tore the creature asunder. The aftermath was gnarly, searing flesh and peculiar innards flooding the air with a scent unlike any other. It half inspired hunger in her, half disgust. Anniken wasn't done though, she seemed enraged. She watched in awe as her Godfather telekinetically rose the two halves of the deceased monster higher than the pharmacy itself, before she squeeze her hand and pressured the creature with an uncanny indention. Her mental grasp clutched it without reprieve, causing said indention to become outright compression, until the thing had nothing left to do but burst like a squashed melon.

Instinctively, Ivory's shut her eyes, her flight bound state lowering to the ground as the flapping of her wings became slower, till they were not moving. During her descent she felt the gore of the abomination spray her, absolutely covering every inch of her demon's body, a few chunks of flesh flopping harmlessly against her in the process. Her own blood, flowing from her knee, was now indistinguishable from the gore covering her. She'd grimace, briefly wondering how long it'd take to get this out of her hair. It felt a bit extreme for Anniken, but when she opened her eyes, she could not help but feel relieved to see that Anni seemed to be more relaxed now, pleasantly pleased by being covered head to toe in the innards of something else. And.. she had to admit.. it did feel better - as the breeze brushed against her freshly wet body, she couldn't help but feel pleasure at the temporary escape from the desert's ever tormenting heat.

"Well, I guess that was fun." Wiping her mouth away, cleaning it of crimson, she would allow herself a smile, "Do you think we earned a nap time? This building is not going anywhere and I'm beat. That was too much effort for one dirt devourer."

Yup. She wanted to nap.. fuck else was she supposed to want after that? The thought of completing the mission at that very moment sounded like too much effort. Besides, they needed rest before they trekked back through the desert anyways. May as well be now, while the sun was up. It meant they could travel back in the dark, away from the treacherous heat.

A.J. Godfrey

"Me, hurt? Pffft.." While she smiled her exaggerated canines slowly reverted back to normal, just as the flesh of pale lavender colored back to fairness. The injured wings upon her back also sucked themselves back inside her, but the pain still remained, only it was lingering across her back now. She was certain a bruise like no tomorrow would discolor the area in due time, but that wasn't something she cared to share with the Godfather.

Despite her dispute of being injured, the Godfather's ever seeing eye knew better. Her toothy grin calmed itself to something softer, genuinely touched that the woman cared. She would watch as the blood from her knee down simply lifted away, while the gore which remained ceased it's ability to drip further. "Do you even know first aid?" She teased as she backed away to rest against the pharmacy's side, the area now casting shade. Mixed with the gore of her flesh, a soft breeze and the shade, it almost felt like someone had gifted the desert with proper air conditioning.

With a yawn, she slipped down to her bottom, pulling the sides of her jacket around her tightly. Despite having been drenched in blood, her outfit had not technically existed during the battle, so her ebony attire remained dried. Resting her head back against the metal siding, she gazed toward Anniken, sleepiness teasing her eyelids. She didn't know how she had gotten so exhausted after a simple battle. Maybe it was that weird burning she'd felt during her last spell; it had felt different than normal. She had times of being enraged during battle, mostly through her lycan form, but she did not recall those moments to be as draining.

Oh well..

Her eyelids drifted, but she instinctively jerked her head, as if to snap the possibility of falling asleep away. She had to first see if Anniken knew any first aid-y tricks, after all.

A.J. Godfrey

She chuckled at the woman, shaking her head in return. 'You better hope I do,' was cute. She didn't doubt the woman, though, even if she couldn't recall ever being on the receiving end of her medical attention. It was rare for the Godfather to disappoint in terms of being in generally knowledgeable. Much more than she was, anyways, though she supposed being incapable of reading might have some hand in that. Not that it mattered! She was perfectly content dealing damage to things that were in the way. Everything else was up to the Boss or left to the healers, and that was a system she had no qualms with.  

She fought away her body's attempt to fall asleep as Anni disappeared for a moment, before returning with a needle in hand. But when the woman sat next to her and her head lowered near a place it hadn't been in a while, lashing a tongue against her wound, she could not contain the flush of heat that rose to her cheeks. In quaint embarrassment, she turned her head away, glancing elsewhere but at nothing in particular.

"If you say so, perv." She had a modest grin, though it warped into a slight grimace as the needle work began dancing in and out of her already tender flesh, pulling her skin back together. She was grateful, though. The gorey bits of worm likely wouldn't of been good to keep in her wound, and had she been on her own, she 'd of probably carelessly left it like that. Taking care of herself in some of the more fundamental ways was something she sometimes had no sense for, perhaps because she almost more animal than human.

"Do we get cuddle now? You already made out with my knee, so, might as well." Regardless of her temporary timidity from the licking, she couldn't help but crack a laugh at her own words, her sunflower orbs having turned back to Anniken. 

A.J. Godfrey

She had to admit, the brunette had done a fine job of putting her back together. It almost looked like a total professional had done it. She wondered if it'd scar, but thought with a quiet contentment that that might be a nice reminder of this outing.

"Is that a-" She was cut off from teasingly pointing out the potentially equal flush in Anniken's own cheeks, as she was suddenly and gently gathered into an embrace. Despite her initial tension from the surprise of it, her body would soon relax into the other's, her curves naturally fitting into Anniken's own. And as blood-dried fingers began to run through her crimson laden locks, she would sigh, her head resting against the woman's shoulder while her hand found Anniken's free one, casually and lightly brushing down her forearm until her fingers found the other's digits, to interlock with them.

The two had had their fair share of intimate moments, albeit they had largely been more sexually charged than simple, like this. This was nice though. Being close to her warmth, to feel her gently; it was peaceful.

But that's all it was, a simple peaceful moment in time. The Boss' heart had already be taken by another, she felt. It was almost sad, but she had sensed the distance for a little bit now. Honestly, she was somewhat surprised by the acceptance of a cuddle, even, but she wouldn't complain. For now, she'd just feel it in it's entirety, tracing a finger lightly against one of Anni's interlocked digits with her encompassing hand, before allowing the soft darkness of slumber to whisk her away.

A.J. Godfrey

The next moment that she knew was one awakening in the dead of night, her person unconsciously shuddering with the frigidity of the desert. She had had no idea how cold the salt lands could be after sunfall, but it was definitely a shock. Even with the faint warmth permeating from the Godfather, it wasn't enough to combat the icy air.

"Anniken.." She'd lightly pat the Godfather's hand, whilst nudging her with her body, "I think we might freeze to death instead of finish this mission."

She was mostly joking, though she wondered if in the end they'd have to find some blankets and sleep through till moonhigh was over anyways. Back to melting point, but at least that'd be better than freezing your tits utterly off.

Regardless, it was time they at least finished what they came for. Find the medicine. The rest could be decided afterwards. As such, she decided to sprout a big ol' wolven snout and press it's wet nose against Anniken's face, a sudden wolfish tongue lashing against her cheek.

Comedy was a great way to deal with the hassle of existence. Especially when your nips were about to fall off from the biting cold.

A.J. Godfrey

Ivory knew she appeared ridiculous, but apparently Anniken nor her tongue seemed to of minded, as she flicked a lick back at her, promptly tasting her doggish nose. She'd have grinned if it were possible, but instead her pearly fangs fashioned themselves into a snarl and she'd playfully push Anniken's cheek away with a palm.

Rising quickly after, Ivory would take silent note of the pain which squeezed at her knee with the sudden movement, but ignored it as she began moving toward the front of the pharmacy. "I suppose we can go through the levels, maybe find some blankets. I can go find the medicine if you want to go search for something to keep us warm? I'm not sure it'd be wise to travel through the night, after all. I didn't know this place was both hell and Santa's World."

The front door of the pharmacy was half missing, allowing her to wander straight inside it's dark, dank scene. It smelled of many things, but the more concerning aspect of it was the pitch black which settled over it. It looked like she'd need to move in a full-form after all, one that could see and fit in between the halls and passage ways.

A.J. Godfrey

Hyena mutant girl would work. To combat her night blindness without sacrificing sense of smell, Ivory's skin was soon blossoming with dark spotted brown fur, while her blood streaked hair retreated and replaced itself with an ebony mohawk that sprouted between two very large ears and a hyena's mischievous face. She'd shoot the hyenas maniacal giggle toward AJ as they freely wandered off into the darkness. Mostly doing it to taunt her, but also as a confirmation to her task.

With the blindness nullified and replaced with varying shades between black and white, she'd meander onward, following the scent once more. It'd take her upstairs, but along the way she'd step over a few skeletons. Apparently some of the patients here didn't make it out alive. In the second story she'd find what they'd been looking for, a few doors down from the initial window that they'd nearly entered from earlier. It seemed to be a storage room of sorts - packed full of boxes of medicine, though some where half raided and others were sprawled out on the ground, free of their containers. It made her think that the inhabitants of this town were in a rush to leave, but had no means of getting everything..

And clearly no-one else had survived the journey inside, otherwise more would've been gone. This might make bank, actually, if they could manage to take it all!

She hurried over the messy pill splattered floor, her nose guiding her toward a selection of boxes near the northeast corner of the room. The scent was identical to what she'd so often watched AJ consume. But she had to make sure.. a clawed but humanoid hand reached out, to grab one of the bottles to pull up to her vision: Azathioprine.

Joy flooded her, and she'd howl out loud, to alert AJ of the success and of her position. She had to show her the rest of the stock, too! Not only were there several bottles of Azathioprine available, but there seemed to be countless other types of medicine still in stock. It was fortunate this desert had such monstrous beasts; otherwise she doubted this much would of been left over.

With delight tickling her every sense, she'd find herself twirling around, a small victory dance shaking itself from her limbs.

A.J. Godfrey

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