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122. Circumstances

[To think it was just a regular day.

Sheena stumbles her way around from the back of house 18. One arm is braced against the outside wall of the house, the other useless. It's a slow, staggering kind of walk. When she runs out of house, she manages to move just a few more feet, into the road, before crashing to the ground again. Mercifully, her journal comes loose from where she had carried it at her waist, and ends up open, pages face down.

It's just out of her reach; her fingertips brush against it but she can't turn it over. Maybe having it open is enough]

I-I...need help. ...Please.

[[ooc: Follows almost immediately after this log, meaning it's Thursday up in here. The log is unfinished so far but we wanted to avoid some insane backdating/the chance that LJ murders itself again. So!]]

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[she blinks once, slowly. A silent hey in return, that is. She notices and recognizes him, which can be called an improvement.]

[Well, at least there's that.]

Sorry.

[she has to wake up just a little bit more before answering]

Why? Wasn't you.

[He shrugs and starts healing her.]

[she closes her eyes and turns her head to one side at that. It's such a relief. Even if all she notices is that the pain is less, it's worth it. So worth it.

Careful, or it may put her to sleep again]

[Well, it's not like he'll be able to bring himself to go anywhere else right now.]

Who was it?

[Maybe she should pretend to be asleep. She doesn't want Zelos going out and doing anything...dangerous. And this would be dangerous.

Plus it's embarrassing that he caught her by surprise and she couldn't recover fast enough to beat him.

So for now, she says nothing, keeping her eyes closed.]

[He'll figure she's passed out again. Well, he might as well take a seat and wait for her to wake up again.]

[after a while she figures she can't fake this forever. Besides, she's starting to very much not feel well.]

I don't...wanna tell you.

I suppose that's you trying to protect me.

[Back to healing, then.]

S-Stop.

[she's looking at him and from his perspective her eyes may seem...strangely watery]

I'm not going to stop healing you if it helps.

You're wasting energy. Not...gonna fix it.

[maybe he will understand that she means he won't be able to completely heal her anyway.]

Is it helping with the pain?

[Yes. But she doesn't want to admit to that. What she wants is for him to stop using up his energy on something that seems so futile right now.

So he will get no answer other than closed eyes again. She feels as though she doesn't know how to explain anything about anything]

[Yeah well, if he's healing then he's distracting himself. So more healing for you.]

[after only a few minutes, there are tears falling even though her eyes are closed. It hurts less physically, sure. But she can still be a wreck, can't she?]

[Well yeah, she's allowed.]

Hey, it's okay now. I won't go do anything stupid.

[yet.]

You will.

[that's not why she's crying. ...Well, it might be part of the problem.]

Y-You will if I tell you.

[Siiigh.]

I promise?

[Still, she's quiet for a long time.]

...Mithos.

[SON OF A BITCH.]

Uh... huh.

[Yuan, of all people, had a similar reaction.

Right about now Sheena feels like she could fall to pieces. It's almost instinctive for her to try and turn away, to curl into a ball of defeated ninja and not have to face him for a while.

When she tries it she actually screams. Briefly, barely, but it is one]

Hey, take it easy. No sense in hurting yourself any worse.

[her head flops back down onto her pillow. She's pale and sweating already, from that]

S-Sorry. ...My...I'm not...thinking.

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