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Ieyasu glanced sharply at the newcomer, before looking quickly over at Fae. Looking back at Syrenrei, his pale blue eyes seemed to take measure of her for a moment. He turned, heading into the kitchen area just through one of the doorways.

He rummaged audibly around the kitchen area, obviously looking for something. Surely there had to be something in here. After a few minutes he returned, a pale cloth held in one hand. He approached the pale haired woman.

"Yeah, whatever. At least help yourself by doing something about that wound there. You're leaking blood all over the place."
Something had changed slightly about his manner. He was grinning no longer; his expression much more serious than previously. Tossing the cloth over to the woman, he returned to the seat he was in before. He sat down abruptly on the soft chair again.

Fae stared at how cold Ieyasu had become. So, was this the real him? She looked down to Pueblo who was dizzily swaying. Looking around, she got up and carried her little gryphon to the other side of the room then laid her on a soft cushion. "Here, rest there," she smiled and stroked Pueblo's head lovingly. Then, she turned around and walkled back over.

As Sy reconized, Fae nodded. She serveied her wounds and frowned. "Maybe that's true, but you are still hurt and need to be taken care of," she said with caring in her words. "Maybe you should recline somewhere? Or maybe I should get Aly..?" She raised a brow. "I'll go get a few things, so you should sit down somewhere..." Fae quickly ran into the kitchen as well and looked around. She ahd never been in here before, but she was able to find a sponge and a roll of paper towels. She rumadged through a pantry and pulled a tin bucket out as well. She didn't know how to treat wounds like a professional, but she still knew how to take care of cuts to the minumin. She quickly filled the bucket up, gathered everything up, then dashed back out to the center.

She glanced over at Ieyasu who was currently enjoying his seat. "Why don't you go find Aly or Foenix," she glared. "They can probably help Syren better. Here," she finally offered to the women with a reassuring smile. "You can wipe yourself down.."

Ieyasu shrugged his shoulders dismissively, his eyes still on the white-haired woman. "I haven't. But I think you're assuming a hell of a lot. Just who are you anyway?"

He looked at Fae. She seemed to be assuming a lot too. He sighed softly, shaking his head."You heard. She doesn't want my help, or else I would have given it, or what I could at least. I'm not good with first-aid."

He rose up to his feet again, watching the two girls. "But sure. If you like I can go find someone else." His gaze was on Syrenrei; his last statement directed towards her. If she didn't want his help, what would make her want Alyosha's help? But then.. perhaps Foenix...

Fae smirked slighty at Syren's comment. Sooner or later, she knew, the unattended wounds would have worn her down. She then looked over her shoulder at Pueblo when Sy did, then watched her sop her face up. She seemed to have a lot of wisdom, even if it came from common sense. "You're right, though," she admitted. "It's just like how some people wake up from nitemares and pinch themselves to know if they're awake." Fae wouldnt mention her wounds but simply watch her. She held a lot of blood, her eyes studying. The sponge wouldn't be enough and the water would soon get too red..

Fae glanced at Ieyasu and rose a brow. "Well, I asked you for help. I can't do first-aid either, so that's why we need Aly," she bluntly put. How couldn't he see how serious this was? Of course, Fae was only human. She watched him walk off and looked back to Sy.

(( Ieyasu hasn't gone anywhere yet razz ))

Ieyasu sighed again. He could not win in this situation. Go and fetch somebody, and he irritated Syrenrei. Stay here and do nothing, and he pissed off Fae.

At Syrenrei's answer to his question, he nodded slightly. "Fair enough I guess."

Ieyasu then picked up a faint noise coming from the corridor. Turning, he spotted a figure lurking around the doorway. A figure with..wings?? He gazed at the dark furred being for a moment, his gaze wondering for a brief moment.

After she cleaned her arms she carefully wiped her legs, removing some rain stains along with the blood. Realizing that she would only bleed more, once she was done she left the folded cloth under the side of her leg still bleeding and regarded the others calmly.

Good, they had resumed acting normally. "A-a-ACHOO!" She sniffled a little. Who the hell said it was easier being a hanyou was dead wrong. She wasn't supposed to get sick. =_= Hugging herself to warm a little, she tried to stop the shivering her body was inclined to do.

Ieyasu looked away from Rahujo at Syrenrei's sneeze.
"Look, if you don't want anyone helping, will you just bind your wound properly!? Unless you heal injuries at an incredible rate, you'll lose far too much blood leaving it open like that. And it doesn't matter *what* you are, blood loss is *never* a good thing. I might not be good at patching people up, but at least I know that much."

Ieyasu muttered something quietly, shaking his head.