Sheena Fujibayashi (
corrinesbell) wrote2008-01-21 01:23 am
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22. Return [Voice/Action]
[It’s hard to notice at first, with how muffled it is: the sound of short, sharp breaths. It’s a steady sound, one that seems more like background noise, like static, than anything unusual. Only after several minutes of this does the noise change; following a soft thump, it gets louder]
D-Damn it…
[Slowly, she rises again, not even bothering to brush off this new layer of snow. She walks with one arm tight around her ribs, and the other one against her side, numb fingers holding onto the book. She wants to throw it – she would throw it, given the strength, if it wasn’t the only thing that could let people find her. She holds no illusions about getting back to the village herself, this time. It’s too far…like this.]
But…the snow…it’s…
[Another soft thump. This time, though, she isn’t getting up.]
I…I’m…it’s c-cold. …S-Sorry…but at l-least...
[[ooc: Ah, it seems to be Monday. On this side of the line, anyway. Sheena’s been kicking to get out this whole time, and the inside of my head was starting to break, so she’s back.]]
D-Damn it…
[Slowly, she rises again, not even bothering to brush off this new layer of snow. She walks with one arm tight around her ribs, and the other one against her side, numb fingers holding onto the book. She wants to throw it – she would throw it, given the strength, if it wasn’t the only thing that could let people find her. She holds no illusions about getting back to the village herself, this time. It’s too far…like this.]
But…the snow…it’s…
[Another soft thump. This time, though, she isn’t getting up.]
I…I’m…it’s c-cold. …S-Sorry…but at l-least...
[[ooc: Ah, it seems to be Monday. On this side of the line, anyway. Sheena’s been kicking to get out this whole time, and the inside of my head was starting to break, so she’s back.]]
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...Dad, how are you supposed to set a broken wing?
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Let's work on warming her up first.
[because he'd rather not tell Lloyd that resetting a wing would take a lot of pain yet]
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's that bad, huh?
[looks right up at him for as long as she can before closing her eyes again]
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Once you warm up, we'll bring you to the clinic.
[and this is the point where he'll sit in one of the chairs and rest his head in his hands since he kind of overdid it with his healing powers]
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...You okay, Dad?
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...I'll be alright. I simply find myself forgetting about the limits of my power.
[glances up at Lloyd]
Worry about Sheena. Keep talking to her, figure out where else she's injured, and try to make sure that she's warming up.
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Sheena... Is anything else broken besides your wing?
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[one hand rises to touch the side of her head] A-And they...had to hit me...t-to...mm... [to capture her, since she escaped them in the house. She just doesn't want to say it]
I...'m sorry, Lloyd.
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[it's kind of an automatic reaction when somebody says that by now...]
You did everything you could.
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[warm enough that she's falling asleep]
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...Should we let her sleep for a while before taking her to the clinic?
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She seems to be out of danger. I think it'll be safe to let her sleep.
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...You sure you're okay, Dad?
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...I told you I'd be alright.
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Don't... overdo things, okay? It wouldn't be good if you got sick.
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I haven't been sick in a very long time, Lloyd. And it is as I said. I simply forget about my limits at times.
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[and he goes back to trying to will the dizziness away]
Besides, you have Sheena to worry about. I won't allow myself to be added onto your list.
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...Okay, Dad. Just make sure you get some rest.