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 Posted: Mon May 06, 2013 9:09 pm
Danny listened quietly, captivated by the song. Her lips soundlessly mouthed the words. Several tears rolled unnoticed down her face. The song struck a chord in her. It sounded so familiar... someone had sang it to her long ago. Who was it?
She wordlessly accepted back the guitar with one hand, hesitantly reaching out the other to wipe away the tears that Aila missed--still oblivious to the ones that had run down her own face. Just as she was about to say something, a wave of pain washed over her. The guitar dropped as Danny's arms hugged her stomach, the closest she could get to the source of the agony: the red brand mark on her back. Unlike Manga's however, Danny's was placed on the right side of her lower back, just above her hip.
The Skh'et curled up, as if the motion could relieve her suffering. She just sat their, paralyzed with pain. Aila. What would she think? Charli... can you--guh--tell her that... I'm ok? It'll... it'll pass in a... minute... It was probably a silly request since tears were streaming down her face and she was clearly not ok, but she didn't want Aila to worry--especially not over something like this that couldn't be changed.
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 9:36 pm
[ AIM Log ]
Aila blinked as she handed the instrument back, just in time to see tears too down the bunny's face. Her mouth opened to ask a question but before she could, Danny convulsed a nd stiffened in pain. Panic filled the farmers eyes as she vent down, cautious hands laying on Danny's shoulder. "Danny?! Are you okay? What's wrong, what's happening?" She asked in a tough, just in time for an arrow to pierce her in the leg. She gasped and fell to her side, rolling to see three slavers coming at them on foot.
Despite the agony of her episode, Danny's pain froze when she heard Aila gasp. They hurt Aila. They hurt her Aila. Energy surged back into her limbs as rage boiled in her. Danny rolled forward, using the momentum to launch herself at the slaver closest to Aila. 'Charli,' she thought to her Bonded. 'Please... help me.' Even with this vengeful energy burst, she doubted she could defend Aila on her own. Danny pounded her fists into the face of the slaver she'd tackled, using his stomach as a launchpad when the archer of the group shot at Aila again. The Skh'et tackled Aila, sending them both tumbling away. The roll made the arrow in Danny's back dig deeper into it, but it was better than the alternative.
Aila rolled, holding her leg just above the arrow as she watched Maera and Charli charge at the remaining slavers. Once they were gone over the hill, Aila crawled over to Danny and pulled her head into her lap and stroked her hair. "Breath easy. I have to get this arrow out." She said as tears tricked down her face from pain and fear.
Once the danger was gone, so was Danny's energy. She glanced up and gave Aila a smile. "Hey... don't look so scared," she whispered. "It caught my brand... it'll heal right up after it's out..." It spread into a strained but confident grin. "Can't hurt... more than... I already am." That part, at least, was true; nothing in the world hurt more than these episodes--at least, nothing she'd experienced. One arrow was nothing in comparison.
Aila harrumphed and grabbed the arrow, pulling it out easily with an experienced tug. She then pulled her jacket off and ripped a strip of, wrapping it around Danny's wound to staunch the bleeding.
That silly grin stayed on Danny's face as she let Aila work in silence. Her gaze drifted to the farmer's wound, fingers absently stretching out and resting an inch or so away from the wound. A sad smile replaced the confident but obviously pained grin she'd worn before. "Sorry," she said quietly, her voice hoarse. "Because of me..." She could feel her consciousness slipping and her ability to speak with it. /Everyone gets hurt... because of me. I should've.../ The thought didn't finish; her eyes slid closed and left her oblivious to the world around her.
Aila immediately reached and felt for the girls pulse. It was faint and weakened but there. She finished with streaming the bleeding and poured a bit of water from her skein to clean it before cuddling up around Danny, careful to keep the leg with the arrow in it from getting caught on the ground as the azrein kept watch. She's need help getting her arrow out when Danny woke.
Danny had a... peculiar dream. Usually the nightmares swarmed her the instant she lost consciousness, but... this time they hung around the path of her dream, menacing purple and black clouds hanging suspended on either side. As she walked the rode, she could see something shining up ahead. She ran to retrieve whatever it was, but as she got closer, the shining object grew brighter. Soon she was running blindly into the light. And just as she reached the light's source... she woke up. Calmly. It was so strange that Danny wondered if she was still dreaming. Her gaze eventually went up to Aila's. "Hi..." That was all that came to mind, lame as it was.
Aila blinked her emerald eyes open, grinding as she felt the stiffening of her wounded leg. Her hand ran up to cares the side of Danny's face cautiously as relief poured over her facial features. "Hey..." she said back stupidly
Danny forced her arm into motion, weakly grasping Aila's with it. "You ok?" she asked softly. Her gaze went to the arrow. It was still there? With how she slept if her episodes knocked her out, there's no way that it should've still been there... Aila should've pulled it out by now. "Why...?"
Aila sighed and sat up. "I... I need help..." she said softly, casting her face downwards. "I'm a little squeamish..." she admitted. She could heal others ask day long but when it came to herself she was a wimp. "Can you pull it out for me?" She bit her lower lip
Danny blinked once, then nodded. "Sure..." Detached. She felt sort of detached. But still there enough to try the task at hand. Her fingers clumsily grasped the arrow and carefully pulled it upward, trying to minimize the pain that Aila would feel from the action. "... There." Danny let the arrow roll from her fingers and land lightly on the grass by them, resting against Aila wearily.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 2:54 pm
Aila winced as the arrow was pulled and swayed a bit before wrapping her arm around Danny's shoulder and holding her close. She looked at the other girl before hesitantly kissing Danny's soft, weary lips. "You saved me..." She said softly as her cheeks colored.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 3:02 pm
Danny's head spun at the kiss. A tired smile spread across her face. "I think more of the credit goes to Charli and Maera." Her arms slowly wrapped around Aila, sighing quietly. "I'm just... glad you're alright..." Her gaze slid to the wounded leg again. "We should treat that." The last thing Aila needed was an infected leg.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 3:03 pm
Aila gave a small nod. "Sleep... I can tend to it." She said as she tore another strip off her jacket and tied it around her thigh. She would not be able to put much weight on that leg, but she would be fine, she had been through worse, as the scars on her arms could show.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 3:26 pm
Danny shook her head. "Not here..." Still, she closed her eyes and rested against Aila. "We should... get to town first..." Town had lots of people. Towns were safer. The more witnesses, the less likely people like slavers would try to nab them.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:59 pm
Aila nodded and waved at the drafts who came closer. She hobbled to a standing position, pulling Danny up after her. Charli came up and bent down, making it easier for Aila to lift Danny up on her injured leg and seat her on Charli's back. Maera then allowed Aila to clamber on clumsily thanks to having one leg out of comission, then the two drafts set off. "We're not too far from town.." She said softly, Maera trotting close enough to Charli so Aila could hold onto Danny.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 5:05 pm
Danny couldn't help much in her dazed, exhausted state, but at least the pain had subsided. "Alright..." She rested lightly against Charli, letting the slow rhythm of his hooves lull her into a light doze.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 7:39 pm
It wasn't long before they finally made it to the village. Aila climbed off of Maera and helped Danny down off Charli. The two Azrein made their way to a field not to far away as Aila half carried Danny to the inn where she had a room waiting.
Time seemed to pass slowly. A small infection had set in and the last thing Ailar remembered was getting Danny up to the room. The next thing she knew she was blinking her eyes and looking around in the inn as the sun set low in the sky for the night.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 7:49 pm
Danny slept quietly for a while, but abruptly woke up in a cold sweat from a nightmare. Luckily it wasn't the one about seeing corpses, so she didn't scream, but a nightmare was still a nightmare... Her gaze shifted to Aila. The farmer looked a little dazed... Still feeling a bit on the weak side, she didn't get up; she simply placed a hand over Aila's. "You alright?"
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 7:56 pm
Aila let out a small moan as she tried to roll over. Sweat beaded on her forehead and she grimaced in pain as the nerves in her leg all fired at once. "Water..." She croaked hoarsely.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 8:08 pm
Danny pushed herself into a sitting position, lightly pressing the back of her hand to Aila's forehead. She was burning up... "Alright. Be right back, ok?" The Skh'et was needed; it was enough to get her into motion. She quietly slipped from the room, coaxing an extra pitcher of water and a cloth from one of the maids before returning. She poured some water into a glass, wrapping an arm around the farmer to sit her up and help her drink.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 9:31 pm
With Danny's assistance, Aila got to a sitting position and gulped down the water, even though it made her feel sick to her stomach, it felt good sliding down her throat. She let out a groan as she layed back in the bed and huddled to herself. She was sweating and hot, but she felt so cold. It was obvious that she was really sick. "Hold me..." She croaked out to Danny, wanting only comfort and knowing that Danny was about the only person that could give it to her. It was a request she hadn't ever made to anyone else, she had always been so tough since her mother died. Her father wasn't one for comfort, and Aila never thought she would need it, until now.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 9:47 pm
Danny nearly dropped the cloth she'd dipped in the water at Aila's sudden and very tempting request. She sighed as she wrung out the cloth, placing the damp rag across the farmer's forehead. Honestly, asking her something like that... The Skh'et gathered the ill woman into her arms, wrapping the blankets around them like a cocoon. "I will... for as long as you let me," she replied softly. Why did Aila have to be so tempting? If this kept up, their little market trip was going to end up taking longer than they planned...
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 9:50 pm
Aila lost conciousness and didn't awake until two days later. Her eyes blinked slowly and sorely as light filtered in through the Inn's window. She looked around slowly and got her bearings. She had been sick... but how long? Danny had been hurt.. was she okay? Where was she? Had she sent word back home to the others to let them know what happened? Aila tried to sit up but a wave of diziness knocked her back flat on her back.
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