122. Circumstances

[corrinesbell]

[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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[corrinesbell]

[that is not a promise. But she has a feeling that's the best she's going to get.]

I was...I was planting seeds and Mithos attacked me. ...Thunder Blade, I think.

[and really that would have been trauma enough.]

[wise_maiden]

... Mithos. [She knew it would only have been a matter of time before he began his attacking. Especially after their last conversation. And surely by now, her warning to the village had long been dismissed without the boy doing anything else.

And Thunder blade, of all things, on Sheena.] I'm sorry. How are you feeling now?

[corrinesbell]

Just...just tired.

[the spell was such a surprise that she didn't even have time to get worked up about it. She just crashed, and felt her arm break, and there was no clear thinking after that because they were fighting]

He said...it's what I deserve.

[even though Zelos has already lectured her on not believing that.]

[wise_maiden]

From his perspective, he just wants people who don't share his beliefs to suffer. That is how he kept the entire world under his thumb for centuries.

He didn't have the right to do it then, and he certainly doesn't have it now.

[corrinesbell]

[oh, she remembers. Mithos is a sly and manipulative little...really old guy. But. She's not well enough to not believe she deserves some of it.]

...Raine? I-I feel kinda...

[wise_maiden]

... Sick? [She lifts up a small bucket from the side of the bed.] Or something else?

[corrinesbell]

[she just nods, quite determined not to actually be sick if she can help it. Not that she's had anything except water. But being sick on top of being exhausted and dehydrated is bad.]

[wise_maiden]

[Raine knows this, but there's not much that can be done for it at the moment. Sheena's condition should be mostly stable, so maybe it's just the feeling of nausea with nothing behind it. She can hope. And if not, the bucket is there.]

Do you need more water?

[corrinesbell]

Maybe in a minute.

[wise_maiden]

... Take your time. [Because time was what was needed.]

[corrinesbell]

[Sheena shuts her eyes and tries not to think about what would happen if she couldn't even keep down a little bit of water. Because it wasn't that much, really, and aside from a few more minor things she wasn't even really injured anymore. It would just be...bad.

But after a while it seems like it really is just a feeling. A reaction to being so drained and under so much stress, perhaps.]

I think I'm okay.

[wise_maiden]

Good. Please don't push yourself.

[corrinesbell]

How many...days, do you think?

[wise_maiden]

Certainly no less than a week.

[corrinesbell]

I thought you might...

[a few breaths, an attempt to keep things stationary. And they work.]

I tried not to fight. [this is something she will fixate on for a little while. She didn't want any of this to happen. Even when she did realize it was fight back or else, she kept trying to knock him out and get away]

[wise_maiden]

You don't have to defend it to me. There was nothing else you could do--were you supposed to just let him kill you?

[corrinesbell]

[Sheena flinches and looks away]

No.

[...Is she sure of that answer? Something in her voice, even in just that one word, and now in her expression, says she could very easily get worked up about this.]

[wise_maiden]

Then don't let him convince you otherwise. You know better than that. [It's what Lloyd taught them, after all.]

[corrinesbell]

[still, she can't quite look at Raine right now. Something along those lines had gone through her head, while she was still really out of it and in pain - why not just let it happen?]

[wise_maiden]

[Does she have to be the one to slap her now? She may be out of practice, but she'll do it.]

[corrinesbell]

[and then have to heal it later?

She's not thinking straight. It is only partially up to her whether or not these thoughts go through her head right now, and she's fighting them but they are persistent. Old friends will do that.

Besides, she's a bit emotionally fragile to slap, if Raine can tell that]

[wise_maiden]

[It wouldn't be that hard.

But it's true that in this state a slap wouldn't be much help. She'd just think she deserved that too. Which isn't quite the angle she's going for, here.

She thinks of Corrine, but that might not be the correct approach either.]

[corrinesbell]

Thanks for...all this. [her left hand gestures in a motion that includes all the healing Raine did as well as that stuffed toy.] ...For being...for staying here.

[wise_maiden]

It's all right, Sheena. [She gently takes that moving hand and sets it down. She knows that the ninja has been there and more for her as well.] ... Just keep resting.

[corrinesbell]

[her hand unconsciously closes around Raine's, but will let go again just as easily if she pulls away again.]

Is it...okay to have more water?

[[Ooc: ...I love that tag and it is beautiful.]]