thebastion | Event: Day 278 [open]

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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!

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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...

... perhaps I can try to learn to be useful, in that regard.

[Honestly, though, she hasn't really thought much about what she can't go.]

...Do you mean to say that I'm not a proper Healer?

[Dear Meg, you wound him. But you brought the things he asked for, so he forgives you. All following conversation will be conducted while washing and bandaging Crona's injuries.]

Joking aside, I would certainly encourage as many of you as possible to learn what you can.

No, no, I mean the types from my world. Though with a three spell per day limit, you're probably better off than they are in practice.

That damned limit, if I could find a better way than the Tonics to bypass it...

[Megaera quietly nods about the needing to learn, though. It's obvious that this could be a bigger issue in time.]

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[ What he does isn't magic; it's godliness, which is a little embarrassing, so he doesn't say anything. He straightens a little when Ghaleon comes back in, because he seems to be in charge. ]

Learn where?

[ Seems a better thing to say than telling them he's a blacksmith, not a healer. His wiry musculature doesn't make him look like a healer. ]

[Considering that Ghaleon himself is closer to seven feet tall than six and has the muscles of a seasoned warrior and the other primary doctor is a teenage boy, appearances mean little here.]

I'm more than willing to teach both traditional medicine and the more faith-based arts. Yukio and Colin may be willing to contribute as well, given how terribly short of staff we are.

[Why yes, he did just imply that his healing spells work primarily on earnestly believing that they work. True, there is more to it, but that's the basis of it.]

[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.]