118. Icing

[corrinesbell]

[With the weather turning colder again, particularly cold today, it would feel like a long walk to anywhere.

It's especially long when you wander far out of your way in a rather sizable arc, because you are so absolutely sure of where you are going when in fact, no, you are wrong. That about sums it up for Sheena, who finally stops right where she is and sits down. Cold and snow be damned, she's sore and tired and not walking anymore.

Which is the wrong way to think. But there's a building through the trees ahead, and stiff fingers (why do her gloves have no fingers in this weather?) pull open the journal and write only:]

C3

Comments

[written]

[screwthegods]

[Curious. Since Homura lives in that building himself, he'll write a reply.]

Is there anyone in particular you're trying to contact there?

[written]

[corrinesbell]

[...Reading. Someone wrote something to you Sheena, go on, read it.

The return writing is slow and stiff-looking]

No. My loc I'm here.

[voice]

[screwthegods]

[The handwriting looks awkward, so Homura switches to the voice function of the journal.]

Then are you in trouble of some sort? I live in that building, so I could get to you quickly, if necessary.

[Not that Homura has any healing abilities himself, or even an altruistic nature. But it could prove beneficial.]

[written]

[corrinesbell]

[Not that she can't say anything, but it's just easier to continue on the way she had been. Pen in hand, and so forth.]

Kidnapped.

[voice]

[screwthegods]

[As she wishes. Homura suspects his voice is easier to discern, however, so he continues to speak.]

The Malnosso, then.

[And since he's already seen just how badly those injuries can be, he'll be headed down now.]



[ooc: however you want to work this with your castmates is fine with me! Homura can just warm Sheena until someone else gets there, or whatever. :) I am completely flexible.]

[written]

[corrinesbell]

[Ordinarily she would take a crack at that one. Of course it was the Malnosso. Like she'd let anyone else kidnap her. But there's just no reserve of snark for that, today.]

[[ooc: I think it would work if he maybe gets her into the building, and Zelos can get to her there.]]

[action]

[screwthegods]

[Well, Sheena doesn't know the sort of people Homura's been talking to lately, does she? It's not a given that it's their captors. But since the snark didn't happen, Homura will simply be making his way around the building, then into the woods to look for her.

Being able to move faster than an ordinary human helps with this, at least until he sees a human-shaped mass in the snow. Then he'll approach her.]

Are you the one who wrote "C3"?

[[ooc: okay :)]]

[action]

[corrinesbell]

[kneel-sitting and shivering, Sheena looks endlessly grateful when someone gets to her. For now she will just nod. She has only the standard New Feather dress and her usual canon-outfit gloves. It's a weird combination and the Malnosso have one hell of a sense of humor, don't they?

Anyway. She's cold.]

[action]

[screwthegods]

[The nod is enough for Homura. Without any immediate sign of injury, he'll kneel down in front of Sheena to address the issue of her temperature. Thankfully that's a simple enough task--to begin, Homura holds out a hand and forms a small flame over the palm. He doesn't plan to remain outside long with the woman in that outfit, but there is something he needs to clarify first.]

I can carry you inside if you can't walk. However, if you wish to protest, now is your chance.

[Voice]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

[Zelos knows that handwriting, well enough anyways to figure it's her. C3... probably meant Community Building 3. He might as well head there.]

How bad're you hurt?

[written]

[corrinesbell]

[she can talk, but the effort is about the same as writing and she's already got the pen in her hand and the book open.]

Don't know. Cold.

[Voice]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Well, don't freeze to death before I find you.

[He'll grab her coat on the way out, and jog on over.]

[Written]

[corrinesbell]

Trees.

[Voice]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

[Well, Zelos books it there, but when he arrives...

She's not there. Uh oh. Maybe she moved a bit. Of course, while he looks around, all concernicus slightly concerned, he manages to slip on some ice. Ugh, that pants stain's going to be a pain to get out. Eventually he'll flip the journal back to the voice function out of frustration]

Where the hell are you?

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

Inside.

[she sounds tired.]

[Voice]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

In building three, right?

[Voice]

[corrinesbell]

Yeah. In a room on the first floor.

[action]

[wise_maiden]

[Or that is, eventual action. Since Sheena already seems to be picked up, the best thing to do is prepare for where she will eventually be taken.

The battle dome, or rather, the medical facilities there, seem to be the likely conclusion. It's a far walk in the near bitter cold, but after that whole week and things at home still having that tenseness hanging on to it, it's good to get out of the house for a bit to help someone. It's not like she wasn't already out in the earlier part of the day, anyway.]

[action]

[corrinesbell]

[Raine should've been there to see the look on Zelos' face when Sheena told him there was a clinic type place right nearby. But no way was she going for longer in the cold than necessary, and it was his idea to even go anywhere other than home at all.

Long story short, she did send him home, because eventually she would have to leave, and she would do so in neither the wet and dirty new feather dress nor the facility's scrub-like clothes. And she needed shoes.

Plus it got him out of her hair for a while. Stupid overprotective redhead idiot... that will go on for a while]

[action]

[wise_maiden]

[And eventually Raine will get in there to tend to Sheena herself, also bringing more blankets and the like for after the injuries are tended to.]

Mmm. Dare I ask what number this is now? [Gently, of course, more of a means of seeing how coherent Sheena actually is, though it's good just to see her in one... reasonable piece, though how much of one remains to be seen. She already knows the answer anyway.]

[action]

[corrinesbell]

[Thankfully it's nice and toasty warm in this new...Sheena's having trouble calling it a clinic after having seen it. Facility, maybe. It's much more generally reflective than the clinic, anyway. But the blankets are still kind of sad.]

I dunno, are we counting the time they kidnapped me just so you could come rescue me?

[What Raine will see are bruises. Lots of them. In fact the majority of her trouble is bruising and stiffness. ...Not counting the overexposure to the cold. She has only a few cuts, on her arms for the most part.]

[action]

[wise_maiden]

Only if you are, I suppose. You were still taken, after all. [And she's frowning now, at those bruises.] Any idea on what caused these?

[action]

[corrinesbell]

Just...stuff. I dunno, my memory's fuzzy.

[action]

[wise_maiden]

You're probably still affected by those drugs. Just keep laying back... I'm not sure how much my magic can fix this, but hopefully it'll be more comfortable.

[action]

[corrinesbell]

I'm just glad I'm in here and not outside anymore.

[even if this place might start to give her the boredoms and willies eventually.]

You don't have to do anything, so anything you do do will be great.