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Forgotten Thoughts with blue eyes:
Not all cases end with suspects behind bars and everyone going out drinking to celebrate. There is that one bad night, where you and your trusted partner are badly injured and have no plan B. Bullets come flying at you as the two of you run through alleyways. Every door you knock on is locked up tighter the bank's vault. Ony signs of life that wasn't chasing you is a single stray cat with blue eyes. Sitting on a ornate stoop of a back for.
Where fate intervened for a famed detective and doctor in his company, barely getting away from dangerous suspects. Enchanted, Damascus Steel firearms were illegally being used to fire at them. Wounds were inflicted while their escape was becoming a narrowing chance. Until crimson light came from the back door being opened by a blue eyed woman. She was of average height and stunning beauty with silvery chestnut tresses in a ponytail, which caught the pair's attention. Odd sight of a burn yard owl resting on her shoulder was seen before she spotted them.
"Oh My!" She was the first to speak, "Please. Come in. We'll hide you from whatever trouble you've gotten into. Maybe patch up your wounds … if my brothers aren't too busy."
She shouted for an extra set of hands to help carry in a blooded pair barely able to stand. One who needed most help was a pale skinned male with long blond curls. His hair long since came loose from the secured hair tie with blood mixed in. His clothes were tattered from damage he took on and slowly became soaked. Whose grey irises barely flickered with embers of life. Barely conscious and mumbling in tongues fell into this woman's arms.
"You only know how thankful we are for your sudden appearance," Other was an orange hair gal with gray streaks in a tangled mess. Tanned skin smeared in blood throughout with clothes worse for wear. Spoke as she struggled to breath before coming to slop next to unnamed women.
"Having the famed detective, Konstantin, and his associate, Dr. Serenity Elsya Faust, on our back door step. Just made my day," Women knew them, "I am Elaine."
Introductions came to an end when those extra sets of hands came in the form of two teenagers. Physical traits they started with Elaine showed they were her niece and nephew. From Serenity's fading perspective when they approached her. She swore she saw silvery glow to their hair when she blacked out. Last sounds she heard were whining coming from a hound followed by an owl's screeching.
8*8
Scents of ashwagandha, chamomile, echinacea, wild garlic, turmeric, and wild ginger. Slowly Inhaled when aching joints and searing wounds were covered in flesh bandages. Greeted the famed detective when he opened his eyes and sat up. Rude reminder of his body's condition came screaming at him. Slept him to slowly move while noting he was laying on a bed wrapped in herbs used in recovery magic. Linens from the sheets to pillowing casings were as soft as baby goat's fur.
"Your lucky nothing major in you was hit," A voice soft as the morning dew on a blade of glass. Addressing him from a cushion chair she has been sitting on since he's been resting, "I had you brought here to speed up your natural healing process after my brother treated you."
"Who do I thank for being my friend and Dr. Faust's rescuers?" He asked, coming to rest against a stack of pillows, "Being how you were present at the right time."
"Friendly neighborhood faces," She laid her book in her lap, "My brother is a medically trained and educated one that did most of the work. I just added a magical touch to quil the bleeding and accumulate Your mending."
They're conversation came to a crashing end when a pack of supernatural hounds shoved the door open. Using such force, hinges creaked so loudly the bed ridden body felt a headache start to form. They were made up of individual breeds that could be made out by the detective. First was a golden retriever with grey-colored fur and a small lantern hanging from his collar. Second was a standard hairless dog with blackened over eyes and stump of a tail. Third was a small bull-horned carnivoran with a row of thick curved spines down its back. Broad shoulders and chest, with thick, sturdy limbs in a greenish- brindle. Fourth was a medium sized komainu with a scar on its left side. Fifth was a sizable Wolf- like standing his ground next to the door.
"Sorry," A young man no older than 16 in a matching waistcoat and trousers with the same hand embroidered pattern. A crimson carnation in a scrolling pattern down the sides. Button down, white shirt with a criss- cross tie with a jeweled pin. hair was Elanye's color in a half braid/ half ponytail with a gemstone hair clip. Wore half gloves on his hands and ornate boots with laces in decorative knots. A European cobra coddled around his clothed shoulders. Apologized to people inside when he appeared at the door without entering, "They got away from me when dad arrived with Lieutenant Cormiuhael."
"Soulful retriever, Xoloitzcuintli, Rhinelander Hodag, lion-dog, and Aenocyon dirus," Each hound was named by the detective, "Quite a pack you have ."
"My uncles actually," Young man answered, "Glad to see you're doing better, you're high…."
"Corbeau," The woman ran a hand across her gloss-covered lips to seilince him, "Leave them here, go inform your dad and Lieutenant the detective is awake."
"Yes, aunt El." He answered before backing off.
Way teen instantly fell quiet when he was about to address the detective by his true name. Already had his brain figuring out who these people were. Only thing to come to his rattled brain was a story he once dismissed; as a bedtime tale. One spoke of the impossible love between two very different people. Was disrupted when this woman got up from her seat. Hounds follow her without her using a signal or a whistle.
"I'll tried to mend your clothes and clean up your boots as best I could, " She drew attention to what lay on the side table, "Washroom is adjoining door to right with standard toiletries and towels. "
"May I have the names to whom I owe my life debt?" Detective asked her, "Since I wonder if you already know mine."
"Elaine and the young man is my nephew, Corbeau," She explained, "You're up to meeting my brother -in- law after making yourself presentable. Wobble downstairs without ripping open my brother's handy work. "
Out of the room she walked with a pack of hounds close to her heels as door itself closed behind her. Leaving her guest to notice he's been stripped down to his natural glory. Way his wounds were treated and the arrangement of his body on a herbal wrapped bed frame. Informed him these people weren't your average citizens he pulled back the covers. Testing his limitations when he swung his legs over the edge and tried to stand up to his full height.
8*8
Lower area of the establishment Konstantin learned was their saving grace was the mass -opened area. Arranged in a visa goth style with potted flora and vintage furniture, strategically placed. Bar area was where everyone and pack of hounds were located at various points.
Fresh faced Serenity was happily sharing a bottle of sage blackberry juice. Wearing more feminine clothing with her wounds bandaged and her hair still moist. Rather statuesque bartender in a bishop sleeve button up under a 1890's waistcoat. Mourning lockets worn from pocket to one of the buttons in an open display. As he wore the same lepal pin Corbeau wore with gloves also on his hands. Neatly tailored trousers with an odd belt tucked in the loops as rest was behind the bar. Whose half shaved head with wedged bangs and eyes looked toward Konstantin.
"Guess who joined us?" Bartender crystal blue eyes looked at Konstantin.
At the farthest end of the bar was a new face in a policeman's uniform beside Lieutenant Cormiuhael. He was ordinary from boy scout style haircut to the unnatural green coloring of his eyes. Standing by existing one giving Elaine usual line of questions about what she witnessed. Despite being thorough with her in wanting details of how she came by the pair. She gave him vague answers since she didn't see much.
"All I did was open the backdoor to let my owl out for the night and there they were," She folds her hands into her lap, "Right?"
From a twisted tree branch being used as a perch sat a familiar owl staring at Lieutenant Cormiuhael. Ended chirping at Elaine like he was acknowledging her. Which weirded out when he watched how welcoming Elaine's touch. She began stroking his feathers in softest motion, weirded Lieutenant out. Directing his attention toward when Konstantin joined them when his presence was announced.
"Lady luck must be on your side," Lieutenant Cormiuhael commented on Konstantin's appearance, "Since a normal man barely loves through what you two went through."
"Glad to see you again Lieutenant," Konstantin took the sight of him, "Who's your partner?"
"Detective Caol Bloed at your service," New face nods his head, "Just started and glad to see my sister- in- law is being an outstanding citizen."
"Say hello to my sister for me." She spoke of his wife.
How Caol got stuck questioning Elaine while Lieutenant Cormiuhael went to handle Konstantin. Leaving other sets of eyes on the other end of the bar with the hounds all over them. Corbeau sat on a barstool while his cousin sat on the bartop, in this knit top plus skirt and belt over skirt with a frilly moth shrug. Came in the pattern of a lunar month with matching flats and her long hair worn in a loose braid. Black cat with a bell collar sat in her lap with its tail barely swaying side to side. To have their quiet moment in watching everything go down when Serenity addressed them.
"I don't think they and the hounds are allowed to be here?" She recalled detain rules about children not being allowed in taverns or pubs.
"Hepzibah and Corbeau aren't normal," Bartender informed Serenity, "Hounds are emotional support animals and the dire wolf is a former war dog."
Right her direction Hepzibah changed the angle of her gaze to right at Serenity. Blinking those eerie crystal blue eyes just staring at her face her chills. Girl was unmoving when she slowly turned the rest of her body toward Serenity. Cat hopped off her lap onto the floor where a pack of hounds all sat. Some had the heads down while others were cuddling up to each other.
"Is it true you're a doctor like Uncle Wyatt?" Hepzibah spoke up, "You specialize in Wessen and fae?"
"I may not be as skilled as your uncle," Serenity was going to like this one, "I know enough to get around."
"Like?" Corbeau joined in, "We're fans."
Wyatt went on to inform Serenity the two liked hearing about adventures of famed detective and his doctor friend. Crowding around the radio most nights to hear about their latest news. Also keeping a scrapbook of news articles from newsprints and papers about them.
8*8
A trip to property assessor's office when he was more able bodied for research. Property he was looking into was the very place filled with usual members of the Bloodsaw family. Who founded a place that caters to supernatural Cleintal of all kinds, and hunters during twilight and night hours. Which were made up with current people after the death of their Matriarch during the last hunter's moon.
"Who knew we had fans," Serenity recalled Corbeau and Hepzibah, "Usual ones with odd choices in dogs."
"Two being domestic hellhounds." Konstantin recalled the Soulful Retrieval and Xoloitzcuintli.
One other thing bothered him since he was in a hazy state between pain and whatever drugs Wyatt used. One detail was Elaine hushing Corbeau before he said his highness. Somehow bothered him long after they left the property assessor's office. Heading to the police station to give their statements to officers. Their side of the story was going to be needed to close the case. Which would follow a trial where he would have to appear as a witness. Furthest from his mind unlike someone sitting with embroidery loop. She was sewing using color pallet related to the night sky. Creating some with strong jaw like and eyes of a wise owl with her needle.