[Video]

[vw_coyote]

[Mercy is working on a car. Her backend is hanging out of the hood as she mutters at a sparkplug. However, there was a reason she turned the feed on.

The garage doors are open, to let in a breeze because shops get stuffy and the weather's nice.]

So, a new batch of newcomers.

[And not a single wolf in the bunch. She's really getting tired of that.]

My name is Mercy. If anyone needs a mechanic job, my boss has an opening.

[She pulls out of the hood and pitches the sparkplug at a barrel. It clangs into the pile.]

It's only part-time for now, but might pick -

[She stops, because a rock catches her in the head and knocks her to the ground. There are shouts from outside about newcomers stealing the jobs of rightful citizens.

The feed shuts off when a bloody hand scrambles for the phone.]

Comments

Voice.

[crowsicle]

Whoa, what the fuck? Lady? Are you okay?

Voice.

[vw_coyote]

[The feed keeps cutting in and out and it takes her a moment to answer.]

... Ow.

Voice.

[crowsicle]

[He sounds alarmed, despite a stuffed nose.]

What the shit was that? Do you need help?

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[socius]

[HEY HI THIS IS GINGER ANGEL ROOMMATE CHECKING IN and helping you up because what the fuck was that just now?]

Voice.

[vw_coyote]

Not so loud. Please.

My. head.

action;

[showbizpanache]

[While the roomie checks in this kid will just be a giant squid of anger. He turns and yells at the people outside. He throws a wrench at one of them.]

Get lost!

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[vw_coyote]

[She can smell you, but she's kinda propping herself up against the car, trying to staunch the bleeding. HEAD WOUNDS BLEED LIKE A BITCH. And her eyes are a bit wonky right now.]

Anna? Close the doors.

[Because she'll be concussedfine but don't let them into the garage.]

action;

[vw_coyote]

Kurt. The doors.

[Don't let them into the garage okay? And go get that wrench.]

Voice.

[crowsicle]

[His feathers rustle and he lowers his voice.]

Shit. Sorry. Did you call the cops?

[showbizpanache]

[Sighing, he retrieves the wrench and makes sure the doors are closed. He returns to Mercy's side, fuming.]

How dare they...

Voice.

[vw_coyote]

Can't see yet. Kurt or Anna will get it.

[Or they won't. Whichever.]

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[socius]

I'm here. [The doors are closing on their own, and Anna is busying herself by looking at that head wound.]

What happened? [Here, can she wipe that blood away?] Do you want me to... I can't fix it completely. [But she can make it stop bleeding, maybe douse the pain to a headache?]

[vw_coyote]

[She'll just lean here and be all owie for a minute. Why isn't she a werewolf? Being a wolf would make her life so much damned simpler. And as hard as she was knocked, she's not sure she could shift anyway.]

Prejudice.

[Sliiiiiiiiiiide. Sit on floor. Floor needs to stop moving.]

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[vw_coyote]

Prejudice. Ow. [Flinch. Don't touch. :(]

No. Leave it. If you could ease the thumping I'd bake you cookies.

Voice.

[crowsicle]

Okay, good, so you got people. Okay.

...Need anyone to watch your door for you for a while?

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[socius]

[fffff Goddamnit Mercy, stop being stubborn. But fine, she'll get rid of the headache at least. Doing one instead of both is a lot easier.]

You don't have to make me cookies for that. Pretty sure I still saw a few left this morning.

[showbizpanache]

I'll call the police. Just relax for now, okay? [Anna will take care of the injuries.]

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[vw_coyote]

[STUBBORN OR THE WEREWOLVES WILL EAT HER OKAY? As the pain eases, Mercy just sighs and closes her eyes.]

I think I ate them for breakfast.

[vw_coyote]

[She just waves him off, because sure. Call the police. She didn't see any of them and while she could sniff one out - Mr. Baseball With A Rock - there's just... no point right now. She doubts any of them will be caught.]

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[socius]

That sounds healthy. [Chide chide] Come on, will you at least let me get you in the house? [It's not like they need to walk. Wings for a cause, yo.]

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[vw_coyote]

It was that or brownie dough. I didn't feel like cooking this morning and we're out of cereal.

[Yes, that was totally the only reason, okay? Had nothing to do with her emo on missing everyone from home when none of them have shown up.]

Yeah, just give me a minute.

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[socius]

[Hm. Grocery shopping it is, then. And sure, she'll wait for a few minutes. Angel-travel isn't exactly easy on the passenger, she knows that much.]

Whatever government is in this stupid Port... they shouldn't be letting the locals get away with this. They're more violent than almost any newcomer I've seen or heard of.

ACTIONADFNLJSNG

[vw_coyote]

There's even a police force, who knew?

[Mercy winces. Because she knows damn well some of the Newcomers are more violent but she's not going to let it go.]

Alright. I demand kitten snuggles and an ice pack. And bad movies. Really bad movies. Bad vampire movies. That get everything wrong.

[She might be babbling because of the concussion.]

Voice.

[vw_coyote]

My room mate is dragging me home. Hopefully to be loved on by my cat.

Voice.

[crowsicle]

Okay.

[He wants to know what happened, but he doesn't want to keep bothering her. There's the rustling again as he shifts and then he sniffs.]

Don't take anything stronger than a Tylenol. And if you go to sleep, make someone wake you up every couple hours or so to check on you.