#fenixtj

Jessica sends the maul into the face of the rampaging Chimerial beast. It looks like some deranged fanged wildebeast with a case of the pox!

Such is the case of defending one's fief.

She grits her teeth, firms and squares her stance, and swings again....

The first blow sent it staggering, the second knocks it down. It moves to gorge her with a horn. A blade comes from the side as Mitra's sword throws off it's counter strike

This time, she doesn't so much swing as SHOVE the head of the maul into it to knock it off balance.

It tumbles off balance, it's strong, but so are trolls!"I think you have it lined up"

She follows it, stabilizes her footing, and swings.....

This blow is to the neck, and that kills it.

Jessica stands, breathing heavy after the battle, over the thing.... just to make sure.

Mitra and she are a bit roughed up, but it's down, and dead, "We don't want it's skin, that's..diseased. But The horns and fangs?'

"Think.... think Tito Woden could do something with them?"

"If he can't, he'll fake it. Either him or the Consortium."

Jessica chuckles and kneels down to take the prizes.

"Speaking of the cooperative, Tweak had quite the gathering." She says "I believe she's cleaning house."

Jessica nods as she works. "Good."

Mitra helps her, careful to avoid the pox partso f the skin "I agree."

"There." A final wrench, and she tucks the pieces away, standing. "Did you say there was a nest, or just the one?"

"Just the one... stand back, I'll burn the rest" She brought a torch

She does, indeed, back up.

The creature is cleansed and consumed by chimerical fire.

"Good." As the flames flicker and die. "What's next?" She lifts the maul up to her shoulder.

"Actually, the locals on this street should be safe now. I think we should go clean up, heal up, and so on."

"You got hurt?" She frowns, doing a visual check.

"You're bruised, I got cut... both need to be tended to." She gestures to the huge bruise forming on the troll's leg

She looks down, shrugs. "Ok. You need to put a bandage on first?" If not, she'll lead the way back.

Mitra's own gash is along her arm. Bloody and slick.

She flexes her leg, and stoically avoids limping.

BIC: "I'llbe okay" She says holding up as they make their way back.

Inside, Jess calls for some assistance. "Fire or Springs?" To Mitra.

"SPrings will be quicker, I'll tend to it, "Mitra says, "You should..." /"HEY, you're hurt!" Nancy rushes up looking at them both "It's okay, I know first aid"

"Hi Nancy. It's nothing; a bruise. Mitra's cut."

"Mitra, let me help ..." Nancy moves on/Mitra shoots Jessica looks and mouths 'gee, thank you so much' while the satyr isn't looking at her face. /Jessica suspects Mitra is tolerating the new CHrysalid's enthusiasm. It's true, Nancy wants to TOUCH the ears.

Jessica just gives Mitra a tellingly-blank look and does -not- limp off to the Balefire.

And Jessica almost sits on the ...oh, a flower in a conch shell.

She frowns at the decoration, puzzled.

And around that flower, a slip of paper

She pokes at it first, suspiciously; a lot of pooka in the area.

Yup.

But if she eventually opens it, she finds the poem and art work that looks very tattoo like.

She does indeed open and look.

The poem is brief but with imagery, bold but not vulgar, and speaks of a flower growing near the sea. Clearly, she's the flower, but in case she had doubts, after the poem is finished, she sees Duff has written "It's a metaphor, bonita. Thinking of you. And like the sea, I will break my boundaries to try to touch the flower again"

Jessica sighs, tests her leg, and shakes her head. "Have to wait... a night."

Then she calls to have Tito Woden come take the chimera bits, to use or take to Tweak.

And it will be done....and the flower gives a pleasing scent. SOmethings will wait, but it's nice to have little reminders that after duty passion will be waiting.

(End scene)