Thread: City Streets (Rysmarin & ChaoticSunrise)

Riece caught her by the shoulder as she started to fall unconscious, propping her up. As he unzipped and pulled off his leather jacket, he grabbed her wrist and checked her vitals. Finding them more or less normal, he wrapped his jacket around her, protecting her from the cool breeze that blew through the alleyway as a car drove by. He carefully picked up the sleeping girl, trying to decide the best course of action. Since she'd not even given him a name before passing out, he wouldn't be able to find out where she lived and take her home until she awoke. In addition, the nearest hospital was well across the city from where they were presently, and he wasn't entirely sure he could handle an unconscious form on his bike well enough to get her there safely. Tired and irritated that such a thing had happened in his neighborhood, he decided to take her to his own apartment, located in a rather tall building half a block away. He set her atop his bike with a little grunt, carefully balancing both the machine and the fairy girl, and started walking down the empty sidewalk. After crossing a street and coming to the large revolving door, he settled his bike into it's customary parking space and picked the girl up once more, taking a number of precautions to make sure the jacket didn't slip and the girl rested more or less undisturbed. He tapped the handicap button at the door, waiting for the ridiculously ornate things to open so he could sidle through, his charge in hand. He simply nodded to the woman at the front desk, whom had looked very bored until she saw him. After, she was flabberghasted, and would likely require some sort of explanation later... be it once he got to his room, or when he left once more. He tried to ignore that annoying fact for the moment, instead carrying the young woman over to the elevators. The doors here were just as ornate as the front ones, and, with a little trouble, opened with another button press. Riece stepped inside and said quietly, Top floor. The doors slid closed with a chime, confirming the command, and the elevator started moving smoothly. He took a moment to examine the girls face. He noted it's delicate features and half smiled. I have to admit, He said, shaking his head. You fae are quite cute, even to an old wolf like me... Another chime signaled they had reached the top floor, prompting the door to open. He stepped out and turned left towards his suite... The door to which was a bit moor difficult to navigate. He shifted the girl in his arms slightly so he could open the door to the large, modestly furnished living room, then moved to set her gently on the couch. Again, he checked her pulse, then moved some old books and Chinese food boxes from the coffee table so he could sit there and wait patiently for her to awake. He half wished he cleaned more often, casting an eye about his somewhat messy living quarters in slight dismay. Here and there were piles of books and magazines he'd read. The doors to his large entertainment center were open, revealing a number of disheveled movie and game boxes to the world. The door to his bedroom was open, revealing a more expansive mess of clothes, though the kitchen, bathroom, and study doors remained closed.