Thread: Rise of the Demon Forge: A Hidden Danger? (Razgriz x HeartCatch)

REkiller the doctor's office It came as no surprise that the stranger was feeling confused, and Freya supposed that in a way, that was better than someone who was too alert and knowing in such a situation. It would have been suspicious if he was anything short of confused or a little lost. She pursed her lips in curiosity when he mentioned an iron forge though. She couldn't recall ever seeing one around the city, but she could always check in with the different customers of the club. Well, don't worry, I'm sure we'll find answers. She was quite sympathetic that he didn't seem to have a home at the moment he could return to, nor remember having one ever. However, she was simply distraught when he refused her offer. Especially since he volunteered to be of service to her. How was she supposed to feel like she'd been any use of him at all if he so willing to do for her already. She sighed shortly, eyebrows upturning but a small, lopsided smile on her lips. Gosh, listen to you. Please, don't worry about it. The only thing I want is to make sure you're okay and that you'll be able to get settled in somewhere. In all honesty, or most anyway, Freya had nothing to ask for. Her life was peaceful and she had all she could need - for the most part. But even if she had anything to request, she coudn't bear to ask it of him. There was some relief in seeing what a compassionate and generous individual he was though. It made her feel even more assured and thankful that she had helped to save him. Well, she hadn't done much, but she was glad she didn't let him stay there or leave his fate to anyone else. Freya turned to the physician and smiled, nodding her head. Of course doctor, take your time. I hope your other patient is in a good state. She offered a sardonic smile before turning back to the stranger. She sighed again, a calmer though questionable one and sat on the edge of the table. I wonder what we can do to jog your memory. Maybe you need to return to that spot and see it for yourself. She was a little disappointed that the blanket hadn't helped jog his memory. One theory was relatively grim, and meant someone had tried to dump his body. On the otherhand, she could assume that since he was lying in such a spot and covered, the one who had left him there had meant for him to be found and left the blanket with him as a keepsake. Then again, maybe he had gotten himself there and simply couldn't remember that either. There was a somewhat flustered hum that resonated in her throat and she rubbed her forehead lightly, trying to piece things together. Freya turned to the stranger, prepared to ask another question before she flinched. Did you hear something...? She felt as though she had heard a voice shout something relatively unseemly, though it was a stretch to say she'd completely heard the disconcerting sound of the doctor's skull cracking under a sledge hammer. Maybe we should go check on the doctor. Oh, but I guess you need your rest. Stay here, I'll go check on him. She offered him a warm smile, patting his abdomen before scooting off the table, though she took a moment to blush and cover her rear, quickly forgetting her outfit, before heading into the hall. Taking a few uneasy steps forward, she peered forward, her eyes finally narrowing carefully. Doctor? Is everything alright? Well, she was now worried and freaked out. But she'd be damned if she sat by and let something freaky happen. Steeling her nerves, Freya walked forward slowly, reaching the end of the hall and paused before she turned the corner quickly and gasped, stumbling back. There before her lie the doctor, dead and in a pool of his own blood. And towering over him... Well, things were definitely freaky now. Who the hell are you and what do you think you're doing!? She wasn't sure she could properly fend herself against such a huge presence at the moment, not with the doctor's coprse right there and the psycho wielding a sledge hammer, but she had no where else to go, so there was nothing else to do but face him. Even if it didn't wield a kindly scenario.