driftfleet | Glitch

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Glitch

Who: Randolph Lyall and OPEN
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the SS Blameless and the Iskaulit
When: Sometimes after the crew of the Blameless got curious and opened the first cargo they were entrusted with.

CONTENT WARNING: All prompts will contain mentions of physical and potentially sexual abuse. I will put everything under cuts so it is easy to avoid, but please consider the whole post and comment threads as potentially containing this content.

[Broadcast/Action for people on the Blameless]

[Lyall isn't sure what has woken him up. It's still early and anyone who is not on duty is probably still asleep. All that he knows is that it hurts everywhere right now. It even hurts to breathe, his ribs tender and some of them probably broken.

He drags himself out of the bed so he can get to the bathroom and get some water to drink. Even in the low lighting of the bedroom, it is relatively easy to see that he's covered in bruises. He's walking with an obvious limp and there are marks on his back that look suspiciously like some sort of beast used him as a scratch post.

He manages, with some effort, to get to the sink and to gulp down a bit of water, but even that simple effort seems to have robbed him of what little strength he had and he sinks to the floor with a small whimper of pain.

If only he could be unconscious again.]

[Action] SS Blameless / Iskaulit

[If you have met Lyall before, it will be very, very obvious that something is wrong with him.

He is dressed to the nines as he always is, and with his customary suit, very little of the bruises actually show. But the ordinarily discreet werewolf seems to try and be even more inconspicuous than he normally does. He is making himself as small and unobtrusive as possible when out and about. The limp is still there, even if he tries to hide it, and his face doesn't let anything show even though he is pretty much in constant pain.

He is also very, very skittish right now. He is avoiding crowds, and any loud noise is likely to make him jump quite badly.

Aboard the SS Blameless, he will attend to his duties as usual (or attempt to at least, if no one tries to stop him). Otherwise, he will pretty much navigate between the kitchen and Biffy's room, because he still needs his tea.

Aboard the Iskaulit, he will be doing his usually rounds to sniff out new people, although much more slowly. He probably will end up at one of the places that sell alcohol at some point, although since he can't get drunk, any attempt to drown out the hurt will unfortunately be a failure.]

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[Ulaz also understands this. In the grand scheme of things, ten years to him was nothing. Lyall just looked so young it was easy to forget that he was actually hundreds of years old.

As Lyall says that, Ulaz frowns, knowing Lyall doesn't want to worry Biffy, but even with increased healing, it probably wouldn't happen in a night. The claw marks were only beginning the healing process]

I'd offer for you to stay in here, but I doubt that would worry Biffy any less and its not as comfortable as one would think it is.

[It's a joke. A very dry one, but its a joke]

We can cover them for now. It'll protect them and give you a chance to heal with less attention on them until you are ready to take the bandages off.

[It's a way to allow them to be less dramatic before he shows them to Biffy]

[Lyall lets out a snort of laughter. It sounds about as mirthless as you'd expect.]

... He'll know anyway. He already knows what happened. He was present when I had to... inform certain parties in rather a lot of details. But I'd never imagined...

[That he would get to see it with his own eyes. In this at least he had been glad Biffy had been spared by not even having been alive when it had happened. But now...]

He'll probably be looking for me as soon as he wakes up. But... thank you.

[He can appreciate the cleaning up and the bandaging, even if in the grand scheme of things it probably won't do much. He can appreciate the dry, deadpan humor even more. It's better than pity or commiseration.

But now all the tension seems to bleed out of him and his legs start to shake a little. he's not sure he'll be able to stay upright much longer, but the thought of sitting down is making him shudder. His whole back is hurting so much...]

Of course. You two have some sort of a bond if I understand correctly.

[Unfortunately, it is essentially impossible to hide the injuries for longer than Biffy is asleep based on that information.

Even if he has the feeling the bandages aren't going to do so much, he wants to ensure he has done everything possible just in case. Also with a glitch, there is no telling if it will act differently than normal. The bandages will at least let them see the bleeding has stopped when they are removed.

But before he could, he notices Lyall's legs starting to shake. He is so bruised and battered, Ulaz doesn't exactly want him collapsing because he will pretty much fall somewhere that would hurt and trying to catch him will hurt too. Ulaz is quick, grabbing the rolling stool that he uses and some towels to add extra padding, bringing them both over to where Lyall is standing]

Please sit.

The tether, yes.

[And it is already unusually strong under normal circumstances, but with only the two of them here, it is even more so.

Lyall's eyes only widen a little as he is being offered a seat, padded for comfort. Clearly Ulaz isn't asking this time, and anyway it would be worse to just collapse, Lyall can agree on this.

He sits gingerly, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible, and sighs once he is, rubbing his face with his hands. This is messing with his head something fierce.]

... You look like you might want to have a very stern word with whoever is responsible for this, but I assure you they met their demise a long time ago. I saw to it personally.

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[No, he is not asking. He is however being polite about it by saying please even Lyall didn't have much of a choice. He wants to make sure he's done everything he can to help Lyall, which also allowed him to assess injuries in case they didn't heal as Lyall thought they should. But either way, if Lyall is beginning to shake from the effort of standing, then he needs to sit.

Ulaz stays nearby in case Lyall needs to use his arm for balance or if anything of the like. Luckily, because this is a moving vessel, the stool's wheels can be locked to prevent it from rolling at will, so he had done that to make sure it didn't try to move away from him.

Once he's stable, Ulaz goes to retrieve the glass of water, figuring Lyall may want some. He can see its bothering him. There is only so much he can do, but he'll do what he can]

Yes, that would have been might intention if the person who had done this was here. I can't guarantee that "words" would have been the limit of it. I suppose, all things considered, "demise" was the only option.

You are brave for having taken on such treatment to keep others from facing it for ten years.

[Water he can do. Probably. He takes the glass and takes small sips from it to make sure he's not going to throw up.

But he shakes his head at being called brave. He's heard it before, but he still can't comprehend it.]

I did what I had to do to keep the pack together. That's it.

He was going to die one way or another. But not for what he did to me.

[That, in the grand scheme of things, was completely inconsequential. It was revenge, yes, but not revenge for himself.]

Whether it was what you had to do or not, I can tell you that not everyone would do it. Others would have allowed the pack to suffer for their own selfishness. You actually did it.

[Now that Lyall is stable again, Ulaz moves to start covering his wounds. He's careful to do so in way to not interfere with other injuries or put too much pressure on his back]

Is what he did die for something you can share?

[There is a long silence after that question. Lyall is still hiding his face in his hand, taking shallow breath because anything else hurts his ribs.

Ulaz said nothing would leave this room, and Lyall wants to trust him.

When he finally speaks, it's barely over a whisper.]

He killed my lover.

[Ulaz said nothing to push it while he took care of Lyall's injuries. It was his decision after all and he didn't want to make him uncomfortable. This was already rough enough.

He didn't answer for a moment after he got his answer from Lyall]

I am sorry that is something you had to deal with. I can understand how that would inspire a desire to be rid of him.

If I had had the strength, I would have done it myself on the spot.

[But as his injuries clearly show, he definitely wasn't strong enough for that, which is saying something about how powerful that were wolf was given how old Lyall is.]

It took me... four more years after that until I managed to get rid of him.

[Four more years of madness and torture and abuse that he'd had to face alone, knowing he'd failed to protect the one he loved.]

And I... I wasn't with anyone else until... Biffy came along.

[And even then it hadn't happened instantly.]

[Ulaz has yet to see Lyall in action aside from the full moon when they are locked up and he has little comparison, but he's used to people not being what they appear. Even without that he can see Lyall was not a match for the Alpha who was hurting him. If he was the abuse surely would have stopped with the death of someone he cared so deeply for]

Someone was able to take care of the issue though; that's good even if the fact you had to deal with it at all is not good. And I can see Biffy cares deeply for you.

[Finishing with the bandages, he went to get an ice pack, offering it to Lyall]

This will help with your bruises. I know it hurts, but try to take deeper breathes.

[Speed healing or not, it could make him feel worse to not enough air]

I had to find someone to take care of the issue. That's why it took so long.

[He does relax minutely when Biffy is mentioned.]

Yes, he does. There are many days Where I think I don't deserve him given how good he is to me.

[He does obey the instructions with the sad resignation of someone who knows he has to, because he's had to do this many times before. And he applies the ice packto his side with a soft hiss.]

I don't think my ribs are broken this time. Just bruised.

Either way, rest and ice will help them until healing works on them. There's not much that can be done one way or the other; treatment is the same and if pain medication will not help, those are your options.

[Bandaged and with an ice pack, there wasn't much more Ulaz could do. Especially if he couldn't take medication, but he wasn't going to kick Lyall out, let him rest for a bit. Besides, he didn't exactly wandering off on his own in his condition just in case so he wasn't going to suggest it. Biffy would probably know soon enough]

He does speak fondly of you when I've talked to him. It sounds like he has been good for you and you for him.

I... did something wrong to him too.

[Changed him against his will, stole the immortal life he wanted to give him one he initially hated... it's nothing short of a miracle that things somehow managed to work out.]

I guess we just found each other at the right time, somehow.

[He makes no move to get up and leave. Honestly, now that he is seated, it feels like a lot of effort to get back up, and he knows Biffy will come and investigate as soon as he wakes up and finds Lyall not there anyway.]

... Thank you.

[In truth, the only reason why Biffy hasn't come sooner? It took positively ages to figure out how to do his hair with these cat ears and figure out how to manage his pants and shirt when he suddenly has a damned cat tail. He really is utterly distressed about what this does for his appearance but he's managing as he makes his way through this. Somehow.

Ugh. Why this glitch?

But honestly, he senses something is wrong with his mate so that is the first place he is going to go. Which means that as soon as he smells him, he heads that way and...

That's...Ulaz? But his scent is...wrong?

Knocking before entering, he steps inside to find the reason for Ulaz's scent. And then the reason for Lyall's state. Concern in his eyes, he goes over to him, ears shifting to show the concern already all over his face.]

Oh Lyall...

[He doesn't need answers. If everyone is glitched then he's already got a good guess for what is going on with this particular glitch.]

You're welcome.

[To be fair, Ulaz was not really that surprised to hear the knock only moments later, looking up to see Biffy enter. Of course the scent is wrong at the moment; he is in a human body. He can also see that Biffy will probably understand what is going on given that he walks in sporting cat ears. Ironic really]

I have gotten all of the injuries possible cleaned up and the ice should help until healing starts. I will let you two speak.

[With that he moves to start cleaning up, still present but not actively listening to them unless they asked for him]

[Lyall doesn't look up when Biffy comes in, and actually hunches down a little further when hears his name being called in that soft, pained voice.

This. This is what he never wanted. Biffy has heard it all before. Back then, when he told his story, he didn't spare any details of the degrading torture he was put through. Not to incite pity - he didn't expect that from Lady Sidheag and Biffy's presence had honestly not been a factor he'd taken in at the time. No, he'd just needed to give the Kingair Alpha a good enough explanation of why he had all but destroyed her pack and family and nothing but the full truth would have been acceptable.

And at the time, Biffy's tears had been... unexpected and yet soothing. No one had ever really cried for him like that. Lyall had still tried to protect himself, tell himself it was pity, only for that to be quickly torn down by Biffy himself.

But at least he'd been safe in the knowledge that Biffy never would have to see him like this.

His back where the clawing was the most severe is bandaged at least, but there's still dried blood running down his legs from the whip lashes on his legs and the internal injuries. He can only guess this was one of the nights where Lord Woolsey had felt particularly sadistic. Because ifbhebhas to be seen at his lowest then why go by half.

Maybe if he closes his eyes harder Biffy will still be asleep and won't have seen it."

[Biffy looks to Ulaz and nods before going to his mate. Despite the fact that it's clear that they are not alone, he cups his face to lift his head up. He looks at that beautiful face and even presses a soft kiss to his lips. Gently, his fingers move through his sandy colored hair.

It's nothing but compassion in his eyes. A desire to be there for the one he loves in a way he couldn't be all those years ago.]

You're alright now, Lyall. I'm here.

[He doesn't even care about his ears and tail anymore. The man that he loves needs him. His mate. His future husband. Honestly...his everything.]

I'm here.

[He knows Lyall heard him but somehow he feels it needs to be said again. For both their sakes.]

[Lyall's brain does register the ears and tail, but almost as an afterthought. he is much more preoccupied with the look on Biffy's face and the kiss he is being given...

And then he hisses softly under his breath, because ouch. Everywhere hurts, Biffy. Absolutely everywhere.

And now that he can focus on something else a little...]

I should probably clean up. This smell is revolting.

[He's covered in dried blood and other unmentionable things, and they probably make the bruises appear even darker and more serious than they are.]

We should get to that then.

[He gives him one more kiss and lightly touches his hair before going over to Ulaz to rest a hand on his shoulder. Because it's important he say something to him as well.]

Thank you for taking care of him.

[Ulaz had to his credit been not paying attention to them during that exchange but he heard Biffy walking over and looked up at the hand on his shoulder]

It is not a problem. I know in the long run it may not do much, but in the short term.

Also if you need any more ice, just let me know.

[That was to Lyall just so he knew he could ask without being an imposition.

Actually, he grabbed a few and handed them to Biffy before he walked away. That should last the rest of the night at least]

Thank you.

[The ice is helping a lot, even if mostly by numbing certain areas so the pain isn't as big, and it will make the bruises fade more quickly.

But now comes the moment he is dreading. It was painful to sit down, and he is already wincing in anticipation of how painful it will be to stand up again.]

Thank you.

[He offers him a smile before going to Lyall. Slipping under one of his arms, he encourages him to lean on him until he has his balance.]

I have you. Just take your time.

[It does take a few minutes for Lyall to be back on his feet, and he's not very steady on them. And once is up...]

No one else is awake yet, are they?

[He is, after all, very naked, and while he doesn't mind that, being seen covered in wounds like this is not something he is looking forward to.]

[He's not entirely sure since he hasn't been all over the ship. So...]

Ulaz? Do you have a blanket we could borrow?

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