The Warriors (RP) (OPEN members needed)

(I am not one to tell my secrets)

Gen gave her a gentle smile as she reached up and dried the tears that still stained her face. "It will all get better trust me." She whispered as she helped her into the hut. The hut that was normally empty was filled. Warriors sick with some unknown cough where separated by thin hide pelts and boarders. 3/4ths of the hut was blanketed off. The only part that wasn't filled with sick was the cabinet that had medicine and the operations table. Some of the older children that weren't able to fight yet and where done with their days work where helping Gen by getting water and food to those who needed it. Gen looked at Absidy and pointed to the operations table. "Lay up here my dear so I can start cleaning it." She said. "Please take your shirt off so I can properly see the wound." She said as she closed the curtain around them and started to gather medicine from the cabinet and throw it into a bowl.

Scar followed the group inside and flicked a switch on the side. There was a soft hum of machines and moving parts as lights inside the hide away flickered on. The soft warm glow lit up the massive space showing the secrets Scar had been hiding for years. It was an old service tunnel that had been sealed off. At the far back wall across from the door was a generator that turned and rotated slowly powering the lights and a small heater at the far right corner. In front of the generator was a desk covered in papers, drawing utensils books and bones. A makeshift magnifying glass and Light sat at the head board of the desk. There was a large blueprint like sketch on the back of the desks head board. Kitty Corner to the desk was a tall table with metal scraps and pieces and things partly put together. In the corner where the two tables touched was a stock pile of strange looking spears and hallow tools of sorts. There was a cooking pot in the far back corner and a some meat hung, drying. There was boxes of stuff and paper littered all over the room. Scar closed the massive door and typed in a code locking it. A bed was tucked into a corner, and Scar pointed to it. "Swiftfeet take your shirt off and lay on that bed. I have basic medical stuff somewhere in here...somewhere..." He said as he started to scavenge through the mess.

"I've been coming up here for years, almost 12 now to be exact." He said as he pulled out a box and rummaged through it. He set down a tub of medical ointment. He than began to rummage for wraps.
"What do you mean almost 12?" Tad groaned from where he sat. He shifted slowly and started to pull the shirt off his chest. He hissed in pain as he shifted his shoulder. "I've only known about this for a few years..." He grunted.
"Precisely that." Scar said as he started going through another box again.
"I'm so gonna beat your ass..." Tad groaned as he pulled the shirt off his torso. His chest was covered in small nick and scratches that had healed . His back on the other hand had a massive scar across it. It followed the spine almost exactly. "What in Eclipse's name do you even do up here?" Tad scolded.
"Take a look." He said as he pointed to the desk as he continued to rummage.

"Yeah of course, not like you can break anything. And if you do I can fix it." He said as he kept looking.
Tad took the book with one hand and started to flip through the pages. His eyes darted over them slowing at some parts. "You've been observing the monsters...?"
"More like studying." Scar said. "I kill, I run experiments, I test things, I observe them on "natural" habitats, all that fun stuff. I learn the ins and outs of the monsters, classify them give them names and characteristics." He rambled.
"I have never seen most of these monsters in here." Tad said. "Yep, that is because most monsters don't leave the ruins." He said. "However, the food sources up here are starting to decrease which is leading to more of the dangerous monsters leaving the area to find food..leaving into the valley." Scar said.

"In a way, yes." Scar said as he took the medical kit from Tobais. "I also was doing it to become stronger, to be better." He said flatly.
Tad flipped through a few more pages before he put the book aside to let Scar see the wound. "You are definitely your father's son... you've got the brains for it." He said. Scar took the bottle of rubbing alcohol and threw some on the wound. Tad snarled in pain. "You didn't get his sympathy though!" He snapped.
Scar smirked. "Yeah I know, Gen got it. Now stop moving you big baby." He said as he cleaned the wound out and stuck come ointment into it. He then started to work on the cuts in his head.
"In that book of yours, there where four pages on clickers..." Tad said. "Why?"
"Because there are four types of clickers." Scar said as he started to clean his head.

"There is the Clicker Gatherer, what you fought. They primarily gather food for the hoard and bring it back. They can take down smaller targets but rather not fight if they can." Scar said as he started to wrap Tad up. Then there is the Clicker Soldier. They have two large sets of arms. I've noticed that they use the two sets in a particular way to rip things apart. They can still be stabilized with four legs and use the other two the grab and tear, They are also about five feet taller than the Gatherers." He said. "The Clicker mothers are a lot like our own healers, caring for wounded and bringing up the young. They have two sets of short arms, better for handling injuries."
"You could learn a thing or two." Tad scoffed.
Scar raised an eyebrow and pulled tightly on the bandage causing Tad to hiss.

"That would be the queen." He said. "I've never actually seen her so I don't know much about her." He said. "All I know is she lives inside the hoard." He said.

"Feel like I got hit with a flying monster." Tad said.
"You should stay here while we go get your sword back." Scar said. "Your ribs are broken by I don't think they punctured your lungs at all." He said.

Tad stayed silent chewing on the idea. "Fine." He huffed. "But don't let him go running off!" Tad said pointing to Scar.
"Me? You better be telling the others not to be running from the fight!" Scar said. "But I'll give you guys some weapons that should help increase our chances..." Scar said as he walked to the corner.

(Well then my conspiracy theory is that Tad is gonna make Scar her new mentor, because he lost his last apprentice and she just lost her mentor so they have something in common. but that's just my theory )

Absidy wasn't paying much attention to what was going on around her, they only thing that caught her attention was when Gen talked again. She stared at her for a moment before it registered what the Healer had said. After giving a slow nod, Absidy took off her shirt and moved to lay on top of the long table. She stared up at the ceiling of the hut, blinking slowly, a couple more tears fell down her cheeks and she wiped them off before they got her mask wet. She still couldn't believe what had actually happened.


Max followed the other pretty silently, but had noticed that Dev was starting to dig her nails into her palms. He frowns and reaches over to gently grab her wrist. "You're going to make yourself bleed." He whispered, taking her hand in his and opening up her palm. His tone sounded sincere and concerned. Once he was done, and once they had entered the little room, Max looked around in somewhat amazement. He knew rogues lived up in the Ruins, but he never really thought as to how they even survived. Underground huts seemed like the way to go. Max mostly just stayed near the door, not wanting to get in the way of Stoneheart fixing up his leader, he just watched silently. His eyes averted to Primalstrike when she agreed to go. "Be careful out there." He told his leader as a smile formed on his lips. 

While Max would've offered to help, he really just didn't want to be around this bossy kid much longer. He sighed and looked over to Onyxdemon, scooting closer to her. "You okay?" He asks her, keeping his voice low so the others don't hear.

Absidy sniffles and shuts her eyes tightly as the alcohol-soaked cloth ball hits her scratches, she bites her lip as she takes slow breaths in and out of her nose. "It um...was big, and sort of fan-like. It had a bunch of spikes covering it too. That's about as well as I can describe it. I didn't get that great of a look, I was more focused on...other things." It took everything in Absidy not to break down into sobs again.

Yeah I have! I love it too! I also have an RP based around that too! XD ))

"Right, you're an up close fighter..." Scar trailed off as he reached onto the back wall and pulled off a sickle and chain. "This is reinforced so it can puncture the skin of Clicker soldiers." He said handing it to her.

Onyx shook her head gently. "No... I'm not actually. Seeing that monster, what it did to Swiftfeet and the stuff this kid has done...I feel weak. I remember how old I am and that I grow weaker every day." Onyx sighed. "When that thing stuck it's head over the wall...I was actually afraid for once. What if I decide to fight against these new monsters but I'm not fast enough. Swiftfeet is the second fastest warrior in history, the only one faster was StormClan's founder Stormflight, and she was said to be blessed by the stars with her speed. Call me old but I believe in the legend of the founders. Stormflight ran so fast she created a vortex that captured a storm and saved her family from being destroyed. Hollowroar's battle cry empowered his people with strength to defeat an army of monsters. Nighteye's vision lead her people to the safety of the trees, even though she had no sight, she could see the safe paths of the swamp. Cliffracer was able to run up straight faces and not rely on his hands. He gave advantage to those around him...I always believed in the super natural, and for a long time I thought I was one of them... but I am not. I worked my life away to get where I am and I am still weak..." She whispered. She looked to Max. "However, that boy," she said looking to Scar "He is like them, born to change fate. His father was one too. A lot more level headed than him but they both still give off a powerful aura that is only gifted to a few." She said.

"Then don't talk about it honey." Gen said as she kept cleaning the wounds. Once the blood was mostly gone Gen mixed up a thick paste and slathered it over the wound. "Are you hurt anywhere else?" She asked.

(Someone say insomniac? It’s currently past 3am where I’m at lol)

Max listened carefully to his clan mate as she rambled off, frowning as she gestured to Scar. He almost felt bad for the older woman, remembering the days when he was so young and admired her for her cunning and brave spirit. It was a cold hard reminder that everyone grows older and weaker, no one stays invincible. “That brat? Really? You think so?” He asked her, watching as Scar started to hang out weapons to the two. Max hoped they’d be back soon, he didn’t want to stay in the Ruins much longer, plus there was still a gathering they all needed to attend to.

Absidy nodded and grew quiet again. At Gen’s question her face went blank as she though. With another, quick sniffle, Absidy looked at her. “Do you have anything for shock...?” She asked in a rather meek voice, knowing that as soon as she was told she was free to leave, she was going to go back to her bed and sleep this whole thing off. Maybe she’ll wake up and this whole thing would have been an awful nightmare.

Tobias took the broadsword with a grateful smile. He tossed it in his hand - it was heavier then Aurum, but not heavy enough to hinder him. He looked at Dev, then back to Scar, "Let's head out." He looked at Tad, making sure his leader was alright, then looked towards the two.