15108/=Aftermath at Dusk

=Aftermath at Dusk
Date of Scene:	09 June 2023
Location:	Vasquez Home
Synopsis:	After Action first aid.
Cast of Characters:	Billy Batson, Sunny Harlow

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Billy Batson has posed:
Brainiac. Or at least a reasonable facsimile. Drones, force fields, death! Shazam watched Sunny get thrown in ver her head and start to swim and she was magnificent. She was a combat machine! She didn't quit! She... was torn and bloody and in Billy's view deserved a little down time to heal.

Being carried was out. She was still Indestructibelle! He respected that but he took it easy speed wise as they dropped down to Billy's apartment. "Have it your way, 'Belle. You go in, I'm getting a couple things from my sibs and mom." He opens the window for her, then streaks across the alleyway to the Vasquez house.

Sunny Harlow has posed:
Her costume was ripped, her body was bruised and bloodied, for the first time in her life, the viltrumite looked like she'd been in a real, deadly fight. Perhaps if one knew the truth of her species? They might be proud of her...but she didn't feel proud, she felt awful. There was little arguement, she simply moved through the window and fell in a heap. If any of the foster family walked through the door who didn't know? Her secret would be out...but she didn't care. She just needed to stop...

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam is back in under a minute, bearing blankets, pillows and a couple plushies that Darla contributed gladly. No questions asked, for now. He climbed through the window and nearly stepped on his girlfriend. The hero tossed the assorted dry goods on Billy's bed, then said the word. It was Billy who helped Sunny onto the bed. Had to be. Indestructibelle needed no help. Sunny might accept a little.

He wasn't sure if a kiss on the forehead was right and instead said, "I have a first aid kit. I want to clean and dress your cuts. No idea what kind of space cooties those drones had. Is that okay?"

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"I've never gotten sick in my life," she murmers softly, but there was little actual means to stop him. Her cape was long gone, one of her other costumes would need to replace this version between the tears and the bloodstains...but already her wounds seemed to be healing up. Well, the physical ones anyway.

Moving up, she makes to sit at least, back resting against the edge of the bed.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy opens the kit, bought when Darla got her treehouse. He begins cleaning the wounds. Peroxide won't hurt a super person, right? "You can't fight Brainiac and expect to come home with a whole skin. Uhm, I got you a nightie, in all seriousness do you need help getting in it. You just sort of deflated in the floor. Can I help you on the bed?" Not a trace of a smile or teasing in his face. Then he touches foreheads and says, "Do you just want me to wrap you in my cape and let you sleep?"

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"So I've learned," Sunny muses as she shakes her head, stretching out a little. "I'll change in a minute, really. I just...need to take a moment here..."

She'd heal up okay...probably. After all, she'd never quite been this cut up before!

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson extends a hand to Sunny, smiling. "You look better than I did after I fought Juggernaut. The costume, not s much. Pity, it looked awesome on you. Like I said I got you some night clothes Mary left behind. If you do want to stay I mean... Stay. I want youy to stay and get better. You'll probably be all right in the morning. I meant to tell you..." He gets up and pulls a drawer in his dresser open. "I cleared a drawer for you... if you want to leave clothes and stuff. I moved my things in the closet over... I bought a toothbrush... is that okay?"

Sunny Harlow has posed:
"I learned it's a good idea to keep my designs in my sketchbook'," she offers before groaning a little and making to sit herself up, nodding at his words. "It's probably not great if your foster parents come in and find the ruins of Indestructibelle's costume laying around...I mean..."

She sighs, looking down at the ruins on herself. "I might need to borrow something at least, and go home to bleed on my own things rather than someone else's clothing..."

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson shrugs. "Mary understands. She's seen the way I came home a few times. But do whatever you feel comfortable with. I have street clothes you can wear. I really should tell Rosa and Victor about me sometime. I'll fly with you back home just to be safe." He opens another drawer and pulls out a hoodie and sweat pants. "I don't care if you mess up my stuff."