Day 197 - The Twilight Shore

[four_quarts]

Who: Ghaleon and you. Yes, you. You know who you are.
Open: Open
When: Day 197
Where: Near the entrance to the Skyway
What: New guy might need a bit of help getting to the hospital.
Format: any
Warnings: vague descriptions of grievous bodily harm





[His legs finally give out only a few moments after entering the town. As much as he'd like to try and rise to his feet again, Ghaleon knows there isn't much use in it. Even making it this far with his wounds had taken up the reserves of his strength, and he can hardly afford to waste the few scraps of energy he has left without at least having a clear idea of where a safe spot to nurse his wounds might be. Between the fight with Hiro and his friends, the apparent end of the world (his continued life despite the lack of Zophar's power remains a mystery he has yet to solve), and the long trek requiring more than one fight with monsters, the mage is quite simply too exhausted to give much of a damn that none of this looks familiar.

...Of course, that could potentially be partially to do with the blood loss, but it's a little hard to gauge when everything hurts and is bordering on numb.

...Hopefully the locals are friendly, because he's really not in the mood to deal with anyone's BS at the moment.]

Comments

[four_quarts]

[To say or not to say? ...Ah, it likely doesn't matter. Even if it does, he just really doesn't care if anyone does recognize his name at this point. Besides, the young doctor is being polite, so he should respond in kind.]

Ghaleon.

[doctor_dragoon]

[Said young doctor offers a brief smile before turning his focus back to what he's doing.]

It's nice to meet you, Ghaleon-san. My name is Yukio Okumura.

[Yep, he's making small talk, because Ghaleon's lost a lot of blood and Yuki would like to keep him focused on something.]

[four_quarts]

[Hm. No reaction to his name. Still, even with what that and the boy's own rather foreign name imply, the distraction of conversation is welcome.]

So other worlds beyond my own were destroyed as well, then. I suppose it would be a bit much to hope I'm not the only survivor of Lunar?

[Although his face remains calm, his tone sounds resigned.]

[doctor_dragoon]

[Kind of a strange name, but not all that weird considering some of the other foreign names he's heard since arriving in the Bastion.]

I've never heard of such a place, but that doesn't necessarily mean that you're the only survivor.

[four_quarts]

[To be fair, Ghaleon's name was never more than extremely rare at best, and Lunar is... was pretty much exactly what it says on the tin.]

Perhaps, perhaps not. I suppose my survival remains terribly ironic regardless of whichever option is true.

[doctor_dragoon]

[That is an odd remark to make, sir. Not really sure if he wants to inquire further, so, uh...

Yeah, Yukio's just going to get on with his job for now. He's making good progress, though. Ghaleon won't be leaving the hospital today, but he's not going to die, so it's a win.]

[four_quarts]

[He's not going to provide any context on his own at the moment either. Talking, however, is something he shall continue to do; better to speak than to focus on the work being done on his injuries.]

Tell me, what was it that put the worlds in such a state? What was it that has killed even the gods?

[fuckthemancers]

[For the first time in a while, Zulf speaks up.]

I don't think it's something that should be told to you while you're in such a state... Not while the doctor is working on you.

gagtag

[four_quarts]

[Zulf gets a completely deadpan response.]

Ah. So human stupidity has once again resulted in a fuck up of catastrophic proportions. The people responsible for this can be assured that none shall ever top their accomplishments in sheer idiocy.

[Humanity, he is disappoint.]