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 Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:15 am
Merlinite had a plan.
It was a stupid, dangerous plan, but it was still a plan. He had to find help for the General that was currently unconscious in his arms. She was not powered up, and looked like nothing more than a small woman, an innocent person who had been hurt in a battle or caught in the crossfire of something. Which was what his story was going to be.
She was hurt, he was guilty, and he needed to find her help.
Carrying her around and bringing her from his home was, as established, both stupid and dangerous, but what other choice did he have? He could not leave her there and bring back help to her, because that would reveal his home to others, and he was out here powered up. He could maybe have come up with a story, but he had none and did not know if it was worth it.
So he had her in his arms as he walked around. She was wrapped in a blanket and curled against him, whimpering softly sometimes in pain. The sounds, though heartbreaking, were actually reassuring in a small way. At least she had not fallen silent.
Then he would really start to panic.
His focus was any kind of aura: he did not care what he found, on what team: if they could help him, he was going to use them, one way or another.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:22 am
Lysithea thought it was going to be a good day to come and patrol. It was crisp and cool, and she just plain felt like it. So there she was. The girl was going to try and practice her attack…at least, she was going to attempt to try. She really wanted to know why it didn’t work on herself. Why could she heal others, get them relief from their cuts and bumps and scrapes, but not do the same for herself. It just wasn’t fair. Not fair at all.
She could summon the horn, she could say the words, but no matter how hard she tried, the horn would not heal the knee she just purposely scraped on the ground. It had ripped her stockings and was bleeding quite nicely.
There was a wound. Come on, magic. Do something.
“You useless piece of s**t. I’m a useless piece of s**t.” The senshi tossed the energy horn away in a huff, plopping down on the ground, crossing her arms over her chest in annoyance.
She didn’t even feel the Negaverse agent coming closer. She didn’t feel it at all.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:31 am
Merlinite sensed the senshi aura and moved toward it. He did not care that it was White Moon: their magic might actually be useful here. He knew that there was very little magic in the Negaverse, so he was going to need some kind of a Senshi, DMC or White Moon, to help him. Or even a knight, though he was far less familiar with them than others.
He put Gently down on the ground, touching his hand to her face carefully, feeling her pulse and then just trying to offer her comfort.
"I'll be right back," he said, though she was not really conscious enough to hear him. He did not leave her too far away, getting up and heading toward the senshi with purpose in his step. He heard her talking to herself and cut in.
"Hey, useless piece of s**t," he barked, his tension and panic probably making him a little short tempered at best, "are you a healing senshi?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:42 am
Woah. Woah. That was not a good sound at all. Lysithea’s head snapped up and she stared at the newcomer with the stupidest expression she had ever worn. When had he even shown up? That wasn’t fair. And calling her a useless piece of s**t…that was really a low blow! Only she was allowed to say that…
The senshi jumped up, fists raised and let out a warning yell before coming at Merlinite, fists flying. No, no, no, no, no. Nobody sneaks up on Lysithea and then calls her a useless piece of s**t. Nobody!
“You’re a creep! A creepy, creepy creep! Get away from me, I don’t want any of your creepy things. Don’t say those words to me, mister!”
She was not even doing good punches. She was just.
She was the definition of a sissy fighter right now. The pure dictionary definition.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 9:55 am
Oh great, of course she wanted to fight.
Merlinite did not have time for this crap! He saw her charging at him and waited for her to get close to him. She was throwing punches like crazy, and he was just. Not. Into. It. Usually, he was all for battling the White Moon, but today it was not convenient. He was out there looking for help.
"Damn it, Senshi, just give me a second to talk!"
He lifted one arm to block a few of her punches, anyway, and resisted the urge to call his club to his hand and take a swing at her. Why were they so dumb sometimes? And they called the negaverse the bad guys. He did swing his own fist at her, though, just to teach her a lesson. He went low, aiming for her stomach.
"Answer my question! Are you a healer?!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 7:59 am
Of course none of her punches were making any contact with the negaverse officer…and of course his hit her right in the stomach, causing her to take a few steps backwards, making yet another face, though this one of surprised pain. Ugh. Cheap shot…
Finally, through a terrible glare, Lysithea managed to sputter. “Yes. I can sort of heal. Not myself though, so whoopee. Why. What the hell do you even want to know that for?”
It seemed her surprised attack didn’t work quite as well as a surprise attack would have. And the worst part about that was it was only one letter off from being the exact same thing. It was so sad.
Finally after a moment she straightened up, rubbing at her stomach. “What do you need a healer for? You don’t look hurt.”
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2014 11:25 am
"I need you to help me," he said sternly, watching her with a glare. He shook his head stiffly, not much liking having to beg senshi for help like this. But what else could he do? He knew no one, and had no real idea how to help the General any other way. Not that she was powered now, so this Senshi would not know just who she was helping.
He grabbed her by the least offensive spot on her fuku that he could manage, dragging her with him a few steps, back toward where he left Gently.
She was resting against a trash can, though Merlinite had not really thought too much about that. He felt bad now, seeing her there. She was wrapped in a blanket, at least, and was asleep. Or unconscious. Her face was etched with pain, bruised and cut from her fight with the Senshi and Royal Knight that had put her in this bad a condition. Her breathing was shallow and came in pained gasps.
Merlinite walked lysithea closer, letting go of her and looking at her seriously.
"She was hurt in a fight, but it was an accident. I don't want her to die, and I don't know how to help her. Can you heal her?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2014 8:27 pm
Lysithea made to protest, but finally decided to just roll with it. He didn’t seem like he really had wanted to fight…so maybe she had been a bit too hasty. When she finally saw the person that this negaverse agent needed help for, she let out a gasp, going over to the woman and kneeling next to her. “Oh my god, she was hurt in a fight? What was she just caught in the crossfire? Or did someone attack her?”
She closed her eyes for a moment. “Lysithea healing horn…” As the small pale energy horn appeared, she pressed it against Gently’s face, trying to pour as much energy into the attack as she could. As the horn vanished she whispered the words again, touching the second horn to Gently’s chest, hoping that this would make a bigger difference, but not really knowing if it would or not.
As that attack faded, the senshi slumped backwards slightly. “I did all I could for now…Do…do you want me to meet you here tomorrow?” She looked up at Merlinite, worry etched on her face. “I want to help her…she doesn’t deserve this!” Her voice sounded slightly tired and she rubbed at her eyes. “I’ve never…done that twice before. I didn’t realize it was going to be so draining…”
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2014 12:19 pm
Merlinite watched as the senshi moved to the 'civilian', shaking his head stiffly. He pretended he did not want to share the details because he was responsible, because he had some other reason not to, though it hardly mattered why he was telling her or not telling her what happened. He was just nervous, not wanting to mess up and let more slip than was necessary.
"Just help her," he said, instead of answering any of her questions about the possible attack.
Gently grimaced as she was touched, but her face relaxed a bit as the energy from the spell soothed her pain a bit. The bruises on her face and neck, where she had been strangled, faded a bit with the help of the magic. The pain in her body was soothed, as well, by the second effort made by the senshi, and she looked a little more relaxed and comfortable after.
Merlinite watched and felt a little relieved to see Gently's pain recede a bit, though he was not sure the magic had done too much. He moved to support Lysithea more on instinct than anything else when she wavered, putting a hand on her shoulder and keeping her on her feet.
"I don't want to move her around too much. If she needs more healing I'll come back tomorrow. I... well... I guess I owe you one now."
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2014 7:56 am
Lysithea shook her head, seeming tired, but rather contented with doing whatever she could. “Well…don’t worry about it. I’ll be here tomorrow. I want to do all I can for her…even if that’s not very much…At least…at least now maybe her body can focus a little more on healing the big things…or something. I’m sorry I’m not stronger…I’ll be here tomorrow.”
She had to. This was her job. Helping the innocent. It was her job and she had to do it…no matter how weak her powers were. She had to help this poor woman.
Lysithea just flashed Merlinite a little smile. “Please try and see if she can get here. I’ll come back every day until she’s better. I won’t rest until she’s healed!” She pulled away from the nega’s hand and took a few steps back. “Right now though, I feel like eating something and sleeping for a good few…maybe days. Who knows…I hope she feels better soon. I’ll see you both tomorrow, I suppose?”
The senshi began to walk away, then paused. “Oh. And sorry for punching you…or trying to…no hard feelings?” She beamed for a moment, and took off at a run, slowing down when she got far enough away to no longer feel the lieutenant. Oh lord was she ever tired. Looking around, the girl made sure nobody was nearby before letting her powered side melt away, leaving Cambria to trudge home.
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