thebastion | Event: Day 278 [open]

Entry tags:

Event: Day 278 [open]

Who: Vee, Zee, and you
Open: Open
When: Day 278
Where: The Skyway, in the Pyth Orchard
What: GIMMICK BOSS BATTLE
Format: action
Warnings: Both NPC and PC death is possible, based on choices made during the event

[At about midday on Day 278, the taller of the two teenage Ura comes running in to the Bastion from the Skyway. Anyone who has talked to this pair of boys will know how odd this is, because they are usually inseparable.

He's out of breath, but he will call out as he runs towards the monument.]

Help! Help, it's Zee, he's- He's in trouble!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Okay, now he really doesn't want to look up until he's done bandaging Zee's injuries. Goddess dammit, was it really too much to expect people to be able to take care of themselves well enough not to get maimed while out on the Skyway?]

Can you keep her stable long enough for me to finish, or shall we switch places?

Take some time... But not too much. I've got one spell I can use here.

False life!

[Whatever Megaera just cast, it didn't affect Crona's visible wounds at all. At best, her breathing might be a bit steadier, a few other vital signs in better shape.]

That'll only help for a few hours, or until she takes one shocking blow... And I only memorized it once for today. She'll need better treatment fairly soon...

... Unless you absolutely need someone to carry things, I'm going to make sure they don't need more help.

[ Since, you know, wings and all.

Also Crona's blood smells weird and he'd like to leave and maybe. Get it off him. ]

[Crona's blood smells extremely weird, metal and magic and someone other than Crona. The spell helps, but Crona still doesn't wake up. Crona's not going to wake up for a while.]

[ The commotion near the hospital attracts Malak, who's been wandering the city. Still aimless, still shying away from contact with people. He's not sure what he wants to do with himself.

But the sight of wounded makes him draw closer.

And he steps into the hospital himself, slipping in towards the fast healing wing. ]

I can help. [ His voice is stronger than he expects. ] I can ease pain.

[Goddesses forbid that someone be stupid enough to try and deliver any sort of blow to one of Ghaleon's patients while he's within earshot, much less one that would cancel out False Life. Making the healer angry is generally a Bad Idea.

That hypothetical scenario aside, he finishes properly bandaging Zee, stands, and looks to the other bed. There's a beat where the healer just surveys the damage, then slowly looks to the ceiling and heaves a sigh through his teeth.

This was going to be a long day, wasn't it?]

Would someone be a dear and fetch some warm water, a few clean cloths, and perhaps a few sutures?

[He turns his gaze to man who'd just come in.]

And you. I will likely need you in a minute.

[YOOOO DID SOMEBODY SAY HOSPITAL PARTY?? Because Aoi and Vee's arms are kind of full of an injured dragon kid right now, so even though it takes Aoi a couple of tries to open the front door handle with her...foot... (no it's fine Vee I got this gimme just a sec, one more try, okay THIS TIME, AHA) she and Vee budge their way in, carrying Ryu together.]

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! We-we need somewhere to put him—he didn't get it as bad as Crona and he's been breathing okay, b-but... [She glances rapidly between everyone else gathered, bouncing in place as she speaks. Someone else better know what to do because she doesn't.

+1 maimed person! To answer that question: yes, Ghaleon, it is going to be a long-ass day.]

[Ryu tries to pull himself away from the others and is doing an okay job at it, but he's still very clearly awake and not a huge fan of being in the hospital. It makes him feel uncomfortable.]

I'm - I'm fine, don't worry about me, I told you I can walk fine. Worry about the other people. I'm not - I'm tougher than other people so you need to take care of them, too.

[He still doesn't really know what electricity is, but those electrical burns will heal fine, right? Right. He's just kind of tired.]

Go help Crona and - and Zee.

[Ghaleon turns and stares Ryu dead in the eye, doing a very accurate impression of a parent who is very much not in the mood for any shenanigans.]

Sit. Down.

... I'll go get that water.

[ And there is a lizardman exiting the room with tail and wings as tight to his body as he can get them. ]

Would you cut that out?! You're hurt! Last time you were on your feet you collapsed! [Since she can't quite get a grip on Ryu when she's only holding onto half of him, she's just gonna adjust her position so she can just take him.

Sorry not sorry; it takes a loud hmph of effort to get him there, but the power of stubborn determination (and also being an athlete) helps her scoop Ryu into her arms like a princess.

She glances up at Ghaleon, more tired than anything at this point.] Where?

I'm just tired, it's fine, the others need more help - hey!

[He tries to wiggle out of her arms but he just doesn't have the strength right now. And Ghaleon's impression of a parent would be more effective if Ryu knew what having a parent was like, so all he manages to do is just vaguely pout.]

Just... find him a chair for now. I'll get to him once Crona is taken care of.

[Sure, he could just heal everyone right now, but spells can only do so much, and Ghaleon isn't one to half-ass anything.]

[ The activity is frenetic, and Malak has no idea where he would fit in with all of this. But he decides to demonstrate what he can do - decides to step forward, and brush his fingertips against Ryu.

He pushes with his power, soothes the pain and discomfort, and gives the wounds just a little assist with healing. ]

[Ryu quiets down and just stares at Malak.]

... Thanks. But you should... save your healing spells for the other people. You can't use them very much here.

[Aoi isn't entirely sure what just happened, but Ryu settles in her arms just slightly at Malak's touch and that's enough for her. She sighs, then straightens back out and readjusts her hold on Ryu.]

Thank you. [Back to Ryu—] Will you stop?! Hnph, they're being taken care of, and you're hurt too! [Albeit slowly, she starts marching down the hall in search of a chair.]

You said you didn't need much. [ A little shrug. ] I can't give much.

[ He looks around for guidance, a little nervously, as to what he should do next. ]

[Megaera, for her part, looked towards Malak, similarly lost...]

Better than I can do. Best I can do is one spell that'll stave off the injuries getting worse and not much else.

[She then quickly scooted off to get Ghaleon the items he had requested - she'd be back in a minute or two...]

[ Here's Moon, still scaly, with a bucket of water that's very faintly steaming. A little bit hot is better than cold, right? Or maybe its just that he's incredibly resistant to heat like this. Put that next to Ghaleon, right? Right.

Ah, are we having a 'I'm useless' conversation? Moon flicks his spines a little in a shrug. ]

Any magic is better than me. All I do is fly fast... which is really uncomfortable for anyone carried.

[Meanwhile, Ghaleon has taken to inspecting what he can of Crona's injuries until the cloth for wiping away the blood (or at least he assumes it's blood) is brought in, though he nods to Moon in thanks when the water arrives.]

Technically speaking, the healing "spells" I wield are not magic, although the source is ultimately the same. [He pauses a beat to internally wince at what appear to be electrical burn. Dammit child, what did you do to yourself?] Regardless, one can only get so far on such limited uses a day.

[Megaera nodded in agreement.]

We need a Cleric or Healer proper for this...

(no subject)

heptagram - 2015-02-14 01:55 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

four_quarts - 2015-02-14 04:59 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

twinked_witch - 2015-02-14 08:15 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

treasureling - 2015-02-16 22:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

four_quarts - 2015-02-18 23:37 (UTC) - Expand

[Ryu pouts a little bit, but once she's gotten him into a chair he looks at her a little warily.]

... It doesn't hurt that much. I keep telling you, I... I'm a lot more sturdy than most people. I just don't like seeing other people hurt.

No one does. [The sharpness in her voice from barely a minute ago has faded. There's still some fight in her, because there always is, but she's sore and exhausted and next to everything that could have go wrong did, and it's too much.] They're gonna help the other two first 'cause they've got it worse. But you're still hurt, too, so...please just take it easy.

Aoi...

[... She's really upset. He reaches out to put a hand on her shoulder, pulling her into a hug. People like hugs, right?]

... Okay. I'll try. Sorry...

[Hugs? Hugs.]

Mm. [Hugs indeed, except she doesn't return the embrace. She pauses just a moment—and oh, there's that energy!]

Hey! Hey, what part of "sit down" weren't you listening to?! [But when she takes his shoulders and gently pries him off of her, there's the tiniest smile on her face.]