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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 10:24 pm
It wasn't the most effective mule kick she'd ever seen, considering the child had missed her target. Her eyes when wide when he said the next time she was alone, she was dead. That was when he threw her, "Wahhhhh!" She was already trying to catch herself with the uninjured hand as she yelped in surprise.
Her butter yellow eyes had been darting back and forth from Sailor Iris to trying to watch Wolfy in her peripheral vision. Which hadn't worked out too well, when hitting the ground never came the chibi senshi looked up at Iris, who had managed somehow, to stop her.
Without saying so much as a thanks Hug-bell pulled herself as close to Iris as she could and buried her face tears streaking down her cheeks again. It seemed like ages before she spoke again, "H-he would've killed me...." Was all the child could whimper, in shock of what had just happened.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 2:23 pm
There was a kid.
In her arms.
Crying.
Sailor Iris was not hugging the child, oh no. Her arms had merely caught the child and wrapped around like someone would catch a football. There definitely was a difference if you asked the eternal senshi.
"If ya keep cryin' like that... yer jus' gonna keep bleedin' and not get anythin' fixed up..." It was growing increasingly more obvious that the chibi senshi's hand was injured decently. There was a patch of red that was starting to form on the white leotard of the elder senshi's fuku. With that, the senshi set the child down, away from her.
it was only about this time that she finally noticed something was missing. "Sh*t!" she grunted out as her eyes all of a sudden began searching the area for the one who had caused this mess in the first place. The captain with the burn, messed up hair, and one eye was gone. Her chance to break his arm was gone.
"That f*ckin' coward!!!" she snarled under her breath before giving the kid a sharp glare. "Come on... we're goin' t'the hospital..."
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 10:24 pm
When Hug-bell was told that if she kept crying like that nothing was going to get fixed, the tears slowly stopped, her good hand coming up to rub her eyes. "I-I'm sorry." She said softly her head hung as the older senshi looked for Wolframite.
Hug-Bell eventually stood up, from where she'd be sat down. Pausing at the memory she was forgetting something, "Wait I can't leave.... Barnaby..." She started but the name of the bear faded when her eyes landed on the pile of stuffing that use to be Barnaby. Apparently he had never really gotten the chance to shrink enough before most of his cotton had fallen out. Her hand was pulled close to her chest... yellow eyes wide at the sight of the stuffing and blood mixed in. It didn't help she was starting to feel tired to, before moving to walk beside Sailor Iris.
"How far..." She asked softly, keeping close to the Eternal senshi in case Youma or Negaversers were like sharks and could smell blood.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 12:23 pm
Sailor Iris did not look like she gave a damn about the bear. Maybe it had something to do with the fact she never really understood playing with stuffed animals as a kid. Or maybe it has something to do with the fact she was absolutely convinced the bear was going to come back completely repaired. As a Super senshi, she had ripped off that butt bow so many times, and it came back like the cat she never wanted always did.
She crossed her arms slightly before the girl asked her about the distance. "At least a few blocks...Henshin down and we'll get goin'..." If there was one thing that Sailor Iris wasn't good for, it was emotional support.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 6:38 pm
Hug-bell nodded as she listened and did as she was told. Standing there as Istas she sighed standing there in a hello kitty shirt with a purple skirt, staring at her hand, she'd been hoping it might would go away but that was silly nothing but the uniform normally went away.
She looked up at Sailor Iris. "Do you think we should wrap it a bit before we get there?" She tilted her head, wondering if it'd be a good idea, or just make it worse.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 12:28 am
"I ain't gonna wrap it..." What would she have to wrap it with anyways? If she tore a part of her skirt off to help the child, it would vanish when Iris henshined down. Rather than ask permission, the teen then took the child's hand in her own. With that, she began to drag the child along, holding her hand firmly.
"Seriously, standin' and talkin' bout it ain't gonna do jack sh*t! Get over it and get t'the hospital already..." The palm of her white glove was already turning quite red, but the teen continued to hold the child's hand firmly, almost to the point where it might hurt.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 5:26 pm
Istas frowned, "Sorry." Iris seemed slightly angry as she walked with the older senshi.
"Are you always this angry?" The child asked curiously.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 7:37 pm
Though Iris was acting very short with Hugbell, she wasn't angry. She even told the kid in a snappish manner "I ain't mad!"
It wasn't very convincing.
She tugged the child along, awkwardly quiet as she led the way. It was rarity, but the blonde was momentarily thinking. How could she put this sort of thing into perspective for the child?
"Ya got yer life... ya should be grateful fer that... jus' look at yer hand as a battle scar or somethin'..."
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 8:34 pm
Istas listened to Iris as she tugged the child along, the child seemed to want to crawl under a rock when Iris snapped at her. She sure did seem mad, Istas wondered what ********* would think.
She swallowed as Iris told her to look at her hand as a battle scar, the child was trying to put the battle out of her mind, blank it out, forget it about. Anything to keep herself from crying, "T-thank you for saving me." She whispered after having nodded about the battle scar.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 4:33 pm
"Don't go thankin' me..." the senshi seemed to snort at the child's words. "...I jus' did what any good person would'a... ain't worth thankin'..." The senshi didn't look back and only kept moving forward.
Sure, Sailor Iris could relate to what had happened to the chibi senshi. Everyone had their first "big" injury at some point. The chibi senshi had honestly been pretty lucky up to this point. The elder of the duo had received a giant porcupine styled quill to the arm back when she started off. Removing it even tore at her flesh. It had left a scar about the size of a penny on her right arm, though it wasn't visible when she was henshined up.
"When we get there, yer gonna need to call yer parents... dunno if th'hospital will do anythin' until they show up... do ya got a story yet?" From where the pair were at, the lights of the hospital sign was now visible, drawing closer with each step. More out of habit, the senshi began to almost cling to the shadows.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 5:43 pm
Hug-bell listened to Iris as she spoke. She looked up at the elder senshi, She hadn't really thought about an excuse, "Uh...."
What would be believable, "Attempted Kidnapping?" She questioned as she seemed to think looking up again to see if that an acceptable response. "I-i think he left bruises after all.... besides the cut that is."
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:28 pm
When the pair were within 20 feet of the hospital, the teenager closed her eyes for a brief moment and paused in her steps. The fuku faded out, revealing a teenage girl that was wearing a leather jacket with all sorts of spikes sticking out about the collar and shoulder pads. She opened her eyes as her hand gripped tighter to the child's bleeding hand.
"I ain't gonna stick 'round long... but lemme do th'talkin'..."
With that, the teen began to drag the child along. As they approached the automatic door, it slid open. There was a line of desks with glass separating the hospital employees from those checking in. It almost felt like a bank, but with nurses behind the counter instead of bankers.
Ellie explained the situation to the lady behind the counter, who seemed to look at blonde suspiciously. Eventually the pair were invited back. The child was sat in a room to wait for her parents while the teen was merely taken to a sink to wash off the blood from her hand. After her hand was cleaned, the teen really had no reason to stick around. However, before she was essentially kicked out of the back rooms, the teen leaned about the doorway for the child's room and just waved to her.
"Eh... see ya 'round kid... and ya need t'be more careful, kay?"
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:37 pm
Istas nodded, "Okay, I know you said it's not something to thank you for, but thank you again." She said softly, thinking the outfit the girl was wearing, was very fitting.
She let Ellie do all the talking, she looked a bit scared, it was a hospital after all for some reason it gave her the creeps. Occasionally nodding to try to agree with some of what Ellie said. When she was left alone and waiting on the Nurses to come back she looked around nervously. Waving softly at Ellie when the older girl stuck her head back in the door. "Kay..."
One of the nurses came in to see if she could get some details from Istas who spouted out her mother's cellphone number so maybe they could get permission to stitch up her hand while she waited.
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