Stretched Time → Ashley Godfrey

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Ashley Godfrey, Broderick Bode

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Thorfinn had been to Lestrange manor earlier that night to go over some small details with a few other members in order to be fully prepared for his travel the following weekend, but when he returned 'home' to Bode estate, he wasn't alone.

"Come on." he shouldered the front door open loudly, dragging a bloody, limp body - possibly even a corpse, alongside him, hoisting it up by arms & eventually just pulling it over his shoulder. The 'body' in question, seemed to wake up a little, taking in their surroundings before panicking. 

"No. No." the girl hissed, trying to pull herself free of the larger man's grip, "They don't know-" she started, but Thorfinn cut her off. 

"Too late, now. Come. You're going to bleed out." he made his way into the sitting room quickly, snapping sharply at the occupants of the room, "Move." his eyes flickered over Ashley, then Broderick, before he slumped the bloody body of Tiffany Lestrange onto the couch.

[Ashley Godfrey]

Broderick and Ashley both looked up at the door when they heard it open, she widened her eyes and stared with wide eyes "Tiffany?!" Ashley squeaked looking horrified Broderick rose to his feet eyes wide and Alert as well "what the hell?" he looked at Thorfinn then Tiffany then  Thorfinn again "What happened? who did this?" he took another look at Tiffany "/what/ did this?"

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Tiffany groaned & lifted herself onto her elbows, face down on the couch, pushing back her hair across her face & leaving a smudged bloody handprint as she did. "Shirt off." He demanded.

Taking a moment to shyly look up at Broderick & Ashley, Tiff's eyes widened a little. "I d-" she began to protest.

"Stop feigning modesty & take it off. Shirt off, corset unlaced, lets go." Tiffany pulled her shirt over her head & her corset began to unlace itself. "Ashley," Thorfinn looked at her seriously, "Put the kettle on, I need hand-boiled water. And towels." He added as an afterthought, peeling open the back of Tiffany's corset, the material sticking to her skin wetly & shining of bright, fresh blood.

[Ashley Godfrey]

Ashley nodded instantly scurrying into the kitchen tripping over her feet a few times but did as she was asked not even asking questions she was concerned for Tiffany and antsy to get her all healed up

Broderick looked at the scene and began to shake in irritation at being ignored and finally having enough snarled in a booming voice "someone tell me what the fuck is going on you're in my house on my couch bleeding everywhere" inhaling sharply he stared at the 2 of them seriously. 

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Tiffany's back had what remained of a large, intricate tattoo of wings, covering almost all of her thin, bony back. The tattoo was whited out in many slashes with thick rivers of raised scar tissue, the veins deep blue under her skin with the signs of obvious extreme sickness - some sort of poisoning that left a permanent discoloration.

"Please just get it out." She gasped, tears sprouting in the comers of her eyes as she arched her back & let out a loud, half-whimper half-groan of pain.

"She had a marital dispute." Thorfinn informed Broderick as calmly as possible. He pulled a pair of tweezers from his pocket & found one of the sources of her bleeding, & began digging.

Tiffany screamed.

[Ashley Godfrey]

Broderick snorted and glared "her /Fiancee?/ did this to her?" he instantly tensed and balled up his fists looking enraged "what did he do? where is he can I rip out his throat? what kind of sick -" Broderick paused when he spotted Ashley wide eyed and swaying on the spot her eyes fixated on Tiffany as if she were a horrifying trainwreck she couldn't look away from. 

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Tiffany's scream only died for a moment. "I think.. I think I'm going to pass out." She panted, as Thorfinn held up what he had removed from her back. A small snakes tooth, roots intact. It had clearly fallen out on it's own, she hadnt been actually bitten. The tooth had been used as a weapon by a person.

"Points for creativity." Thorfinn mumbled before snapping harshly without looking up, "Ashley, I suggest you /not/ take your time!" With that, he stabbed his tweezers into another wound & began digging again.

"You - UGHHHHHFUCK!" Tiffany tried her best to keep it under wraps but couldn't do it, letting out a cry of pain at the last moment. This next tooth came out much more easily, now that he knew what he was looking for.

[Ashley Godfrey]

Ashley squeaked and shook her head snapping out of it and scurried over to Thorfinn holding out the water to him shakily looking scared "w-what happened?" she asked shakily looking worried, Broderick pressed a hand to his mouth to keep from saying anything and kept his eyes on Tiffany and her mangled back.

[Tiffany Lestrange]

The third tooth was removed very quickly, coming out as Tiffany gasped for air as if she'd been starved for it. As Thorfinn wiped down the tweezers on a dry towel, Tiffany tried to sit up, literally on the verge of sobbing.

"Stop - please." she reached out to him helplessly to try to fend him off. She used her free hand to clutch her open corset to her chest, coughing messily between sobs. "Please, I need a break." she started crying even harder. She had never looked more like a real girl than she did right there. 

Thorfinn gave her an unimpressed look, giving her a VERY brief breather, sitting back on his haunches on the couch as he waited. "How many more? Any on your arms?" he asked her, once she'd managed to stop sobbing long enough to form coherent sentences. 

"Left." she said slowly, looking up at the man sadly. This was it. No more disguises. Thorfinn flicked his wand at Tiffany softly, her corset staying unlaced but holding itself up to protect her modesty. 

"Would you?" Thorfinn handed the bowl of hot we towels to Broderick hintingly. He technically had asked, but certainly did not leave any room for declining his request. Tiffany couldn't meet the eye of anyone in the room, her body going rigid. There was a pregnant, thick pause, full of potential, & then she carefully rolled back her sleeve, revealing her mark.

[Ashley Godfrey]

Ashley whimpered and stared at the girl her age helplessly not knowing what to do, she dropped her jaw when she noticed the mark, Broderick's jaw slackened and his body went rigid before he began to do as Thorfinn told him to unable to take his eyes off her arm as he did so, Ashley looked at Thorfinn sadly clearly she knew why he traveled so much now. 

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Tiffany winced in surprise at the warm cloth against her back before letting Broderick continue, not having the heart to look back at him. Thorfinn dug out the last item, this time a small, solid piece of metal, as if from a piece of the pipeork, though it was hooked to something, such as a hair - it was difficult to tell whilst it was coated in warm, sticky blood.

He slowly, steadily pulled the entire length of it from her while she stared on, clearly horrified & disgusted but unable to look away. The end of it the hair offered some resistence, & then popped out, dragging a thick, mucus-like blood clot with it. 

Aaaand, Tiffany was out like a light.

The small brunette girl passed out immediately, going limp as her eyes rolled back & she slid from the side of the couch onto the floor in a heap.

[Ashley Godfrey]

Ashley instantly flopped onto the floor beside Tiffany pulling her into her arms and gently jostling her body in attempts to wake her "Tiffany?" she asked softly feeling her eye swell with tears as she stared at her limp injured classmate.

Broderick frowned and leaned down gently taking Tiffany from Ashley's arms she headed for his bedroom with her.  

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Thorfinn frowned at Ashley as Broderick picked the girl up, reaching for her hopefully & wanting to comfort her,

"She's going to be ok. I promise you, she'll feel much better after taking a nice long  rest." 

Tiffany, on the other hand, was lying limply in Broderick's arms, head lolling uselessly to the side. Gore normally really didn't bother her, but seeing that thing come out of herself, on a mostly empty stomach, & running on nearly no sleep had clearly gotten the best of her.                                                                                                                        

[Ashley Godfrey]

Broderick set Tiffany down on the bed gently and looked down at her in concern and sadness, sitting down beside her he gently brushed his fingers through her hair as she laid there "You will be alright" 

Ashley curled up beside Thorfinn sadly and mumbled with the innocence of a confused Child "what happened to her?"

[Tiffany Lestrange]

Tiff squirmed & woke up, glancing at her arm & gagging, looking away from the wound. "Ew." She whispered softly, prodding at it gently before noticing Broderick & sitting up sharply, not sure what to say to him. She cleared her throat after a moment & gave him a serious look. "Thanks."

Thorfinn looked deadly serious as he told her, "that wasn't me." He needed her to know that he wasn't a monster.

"She was in a fight. It's nothing you need to worry about." He assured her.