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!]]

Comments

[corrinesbell]

You didn't do it.

[but if he finds out they spoke in person, in this condition Sheena's as good as dead.]

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ She grimly shakes her head in denial. ]

It is my fault. I didn't raise Mithos the way I should have. And for that I'm sorry. I know that apologies won't work here especially after what's happened, but I'm truly sorry.

[corrinesbell]

[...Maybe Colette is your descendant.]

It's not your fault.

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ Impossible. Yuan and Martel never got it on. She was silent again. Sheena's words had little effect on her; she still believes it was her fault. She looks at the ninja. ]

Have they tried healing you?

[corrinesbell]

Yeah. Raine did a whole bunch. I'm a lot better than I was.

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

Oh... I see...

[ Unbeknown to Sheena, Martel was disappointed that she didn't require her help. Subconsciously, her hands clenched the folds of her dress. Again, she was useless again. Why was she so helpless? ]

[corrinesbell]

I'm supposed to have water...

[she looks around, still a little disoriented. There's a glass and pitcher nearby - she's supposed to keep drinking it. But doing so right now requires someone to hold the glass.]

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ Realizing that Sheena needed help, she quickly took hold of the glass and pitcher and began filling up the cup. She set the pitcher back down and held the rim of the filled glass near Sheena's mouth. ]

Here.

[corrinesbell]

[She'll drain about half the glass. Then smile and lean back again]

Thanks.

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ She takes the glass back and sets it aside. ]

Your welcome. I'm just glad that I could be of some help.

[corrinesbell]

[Sheena nods and falls silent. This is kind of awkward for her - if Mithos finds out that Martel was here, she'll just be attacked again, even though it was Martel's choice.]

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ A momentary silence filled the room before Martel finally spoke out her suspcions. ]

It was Mithos, wasn't it.

[ She doesn't want to believe it, but there wasn't anyone else who could have done such damage. It was even more evident when the incident so happened to occur a few days after she first spoke to Sheena. At that moment, she wanted to do nothing but cry out to her brother asking what happened to the boy she knew and cared for? ]

[corrinesbell]

[she looks surprised]

Yeah, I thought...I-I thought I told you.

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ She doesn't waste a moment to clarify Sheena. ]

No, you haven't even mentioned how did this happen to you. I know it was him, Sheena. He's the only person who could do this much harm to you.