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thebastion2015-04-17 08:14 pm
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Event: Day 301 [OPEN]
Who: Everyone who wants to be involved, plus a ~*~surprise guest~*~
Open: Open
When: Day 301
Where: Roathus Lagoon
What: oh look it's time for a core
Format: action
Warnings: none yet
[When Nathaniel calls for one of the all-too familiar meetings regarding cores, he looks pretty unhappy. In fact, he looks like he has some bad news to give. Whatever it is, everyone should come listen, because it's pretty important!]
Open: Open
When: Day 301
Where: Roathus Lagoon
What: oh look it's time for a core
Format: action
Warnings: none yet
[When Nathaniel calls for one of the all-too familiar meetings regarding cores, he looks pretty unhappy. In fact, he looks like he has some bad news to give. Whatever it is, everyone should come listen, because it's pretty important!]
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STAY BACK!
[And the next thing out of her mouth... is a deluge of acid directly down toward the anklegator's face.]
[Guess she decided to use her breath weapon after all]
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The yell startles him and he stumbles, but he manages to pull his sword out of the ground as he moves away. Acid wasn't really what he was expecting for a breath weapon, but his brain tears through its accumulated knowledge and shoves "acid-breathing black dragons" at him. While this knowledge is surely fascinating, it's not particularly useful at the moment. Not that there's much else he can do right now unless he's grown weary of having skin.]
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There's a grimace on her face that twists a little more with the added confusion of that definitely not being fire coming out of the dragon's mouth. What is it with all these dragons and breathing things that aren't fire?]
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[Though he's a little frustrated at missing out on the fight, but he can always fight something later. Maybe the dragon will spar with him once they're back to the Bastion.]
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There's not much an anklegator can do about a sudden mouthful of acid to the face.
But enjoy your nightmares, everyone present. You get to watch a monster die a horrible death as it's face literally melts off.]
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Now that that nuisance has been dealt with, we can depart for this 'Bastion' of yours.
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... Yeah. Let's go. Quickly.
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Zuko!
[There hasn't been an opportunity to get in since she went down (for a few moments Aoi thought she might not get up and the panic, the awful familiarity but the wrongness of this happening here to her, had paralyzed her), but with the danger passed, Aoi sprints to her. She drops so abruptly to her knees at Zuko's side that Aoi slides, skins her bare legs on the dirt, ignores it in favor of grasping desperately at Zuko's hands.]
Are you okay?! [Afraid of making things worse, she recoils and presses her hands against her chest.] I—you—I was so— [She has exactly enough tact not to wail you could have died, but the tears welled up in her eyes start pouring down her cheeks.
Asking the question again isn't going to change the answer, but she's at a loss of what else to say.] Are—are you... [Her voice breaks with a hard swallow that is an attempt at restraining a sob.]
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She's got to reassure her, though, so she finally manages a wry smile.]
I'll be fine. I've had worse.
[The words are a little strained because it does hurt just breathing but it's true. She's been worse off before.]
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I-I thought—I couldn't— [Words have never come easy to her, and even if she were any sort of eloquent, there may not even be ways to string together the awful hollowness in her chest carved by fear of loss that she has not quite shaken, that she may never find out how to drive away; she can't imagine what it would mean to lose Zuko who is her best friend, who has always looked out for her, who supports her endeavors even as others dismiss them, who has made her feel safe when she thought she had forgotten what that meant—much less articulate it.
And instead of putting all her fear and fondness and feeling into words, Aoi lunges forward to Zuko and kisses her.
It's a little closer to inelegant face-mashing, all desperate emotion and instinct and uncertainty—in seconds she pulls back, wide-eyed and trembling.]
I—I was so scared! I... [Her entire face turns bright red as she actually processes that she's done something. She fumbles for something else to say, like she needs to justify it.] I...I was so scared!
[A+.]
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Did she pass out?
No, breathing still hurts.
She's also still a girl. Does this mean that's not a problem anymore?
Zuko's going to have to work on processing that more later, because this is when it really hits her that Aoi wasn't just afraid that she got badly hurt, she was afraid for worse than that. She was afraid Zuko might leave her.
She grabs for Aoi's hand.]
I'm not going anywhere.
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We should get going. I can carry you if you need. ... And I've got bandages if you want them.
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Alas though, they do need to go, which means doing his job.]
Aoi, would you be a dear and let me check Zuko for any broken ribs?
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[oh. This was a familiar sight. She couldn't help but reflect on the time she'd ambushed a couple of fools who thought it was a good idea to 'celebrate' on the battlefield]
[Mitellux let out a small snort. Did they really think now was a good time for this? Where was their sense of self-preservation???]
This is hardly the time or place for such things, unless you two are trying to make yourself an easy target for anything else that may come by.
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The others are right. This isn't the place for it and they should get going, but she really doesn't want to let go of Aoi's hand. This might stop being real.]
I- I definitely cracked a few. At least.
[She doesn't look directly at Ghaleon or Otoha (and certainly not Mitellux this dragon is clearly not aboard the ship), but instead watches Aoi cautiously. She shouldn't need to move out of hand-holding range for Ghaleon to look at her.]
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I think this occasion calls for some ice cream. And I didn't bring any with me.
First, though... Let's get some quick bandaging on you. Ghaleon, think I should use the temporary heal effect just to get her home?
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Is this okay? [A pause and then she adds, quietly:] You can do something, right?
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[Anyway, the dragon just keeps a silent lookout for now. It wouldn't do to move the core now when they weren't quite ready to move]
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After a moment, the glow will transfer to his patient and die down after a couple seconds. That done, he's up and ready to get going.]
That should about do it. Megaera, I would still like you to cast your spell. Her ribs may be mended for the most part, but they're still a bit delicate at the moment.
whoops hello im back...
part of her, some deep down sense of sibling loyalty, or at least whatever was left of it, makes her want to reach out and at least ask if zuko is okay but then aoi is there. and that happens. so she stays away from it, letting them have their moment with more than a little flash of jealousy that zuko had become so close to someone in this strange world.]
How lucky for us that we were smart enough to bring healers along.