011 ~ [Voice/Action]

[distressedude]

[It's later in the evening when the Fon Master makes a reappearance in the village just outside the barracks. Somewhat dazed, Ion takes only a few steps before tripping and falling to his knees in the snow.]

[He brings a hand to his throat as he gasps, the numbing effects of the drugs quickly wearing away and bringing to attention a stinging pain running along his neck and chest. Numerous vertical cuts, some deep but none within rage of vital arteries, litter the front of his neck. And with only flimsy bandages to cover the wounds, the front of his robes had served to soak up much of the blood as a result.]

[Knowing he won't last long in the snow dressed as he is, with a shaky hand, Ion opens the journal and starts trying to speak to call for help... but no words come out. He tries to cough and clear his throat, but that only increases the pain in his neck tenfold. As such, a pained gasp is all that can be heard over the journal, the book unfortunately tilted towards the snowy sky.]

[And the Malnosso weren't even kind enough to leave him with a pen.]

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[Action] SWOOPS IN LIKE A VELOCORAPTOR?!

[not-a-blueskid.livejournal.com]

[NOT WHAT HE WAS EXPECTING IN THE SNOW.

AT ALL.

Looks like talking to that douchehead spirit was put on hold for a minute while he bumbles through the snow toward the figure.]

Hey! You okay?

Hey...

[Action] VELOCIRAPTORS SWOOP?

[distressedude]

[Ion was just in the middle of trying to get back up to find shelter or help or anything when he hears a voice. His reaction time is a little slowed from the Malnosso's drugs, but he eventually looks up at Wolfwood. His face is as white as the snow falling around them.]

[He tries to speak, but not a word comes out. The drops of blood falling from his neck into the snow are probably a good indicator as to why.]

Re: [Action] It's a Luceti one, duuuuh

[notabluesbro]

[O M G

PANIC

Okay, no, he can handle this. It isn't the first time he's dealt with injuries, in his own experiences around Gunsmoke's shitty streets (if you can call them that). He dips down, brow furrowed.]

Lemme see it.

[Action] Ohsnap the Malnosso run Jurassic Park

[distressedude]

[As dizzy as Ion feels right now, he can see well enough that whoever this person is, they're just a kid. Almost without thinking, his lips start forming a small apology as he struggles to speak again.]

[With a wince, he pulls his hand away from his throat, his eyes widening when he sees his own palm covered in blood.]

Re: [Action] seriously, Malnosso will unleash dinos someday.

[notabluesbro]

[Nicholas is already dragging off the jacket he'd gotten from Shirayuki, and then removes the button up collar shirt he typically wore over his T-shirt. And then a flip-knife from his pocket. What, he needs it for his gangbanger fights.]

Don't worry—I can get y'something to help the blood.

[He runs the blade through the cloth, eyes focused on his task.

Of course, with any bloody wound, his heart is bada-booming.]

I'm gonna cut you some more for your neck. Keep your hand on it.

Can't talk at all?

[Action]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[It was too cold tonight. Far, far too cold for just a little bird's hollow in Ammy's tree. Until Miyabi could get a proper house for herself there, she'd have to rely on a warmer, more comfortable place to stay in. But staying in her usual room in one of the community house buildings while she was small was just absurd, so she'd had to chase down the mallet, again, to make herself larger.

Donning her thickest robe, cloak, and boots, she wades through the freshly fallen snow, half twirling about in it before spotting something else a few feet away.]

H-Hey! Ah, hey, are you okay?! [Yes, it was a person. She rushes over, already pulling off her cloak to give up.]

[Action]

[distressedude]

[Crouched down on his hands and knees, Ion was stuck between trying to catch his breath and trying to stay awake. Every time he tried to push himself up, he grew too light headed and fell back to his knees. He knew he couldn't fall asleep out here in the cold..!]

[Although he hears Miyabi's voice, he doesn't turn his head right away. He's tried that once already and was paying for it, a few drops of blood now staining the snow at his knees.]

[Action]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Draping the warm cloak around Ion's shoulders, Miyabi crouches down, blinking at the specks of red coloring the white powder. She utters a quiet curse, and rubs his back slowly, just below his wings.]

H-Hey, can you walk? I'll help you get somewhere safe, okay? [Honestly, it's times like these where she really wishes she knew some things about healing. Herbs could only do so much.]

[Action]

[distressedude]

[Ion manages to get up on his knees, slowly turning to face Miyabi. He tries to answer, but no words come out. Hopefully she manages to catch the word "try" through his shivering. He needed to get out of the cold, but he was definitely going to need some help.]

[Action]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[She notices his mouth moving, but the lack of sound, and her eyes zero in on his bandaged throat. ...The Malnosso really were ruthless. She nods at the tiny, almost inaudible word and takes his arms, slinging it carefully over her shoulder. As long as he could stay up, she'd lend a few good legs. Thank the gods he wasn't too much taller than she was, even if she was rather petite.]

Just lean on me; don't speak. [She uses her strong legs (all that bouncing works them out, for serious) to push them both up carefully yet quickly, and makes one tentative step.] I'll take you to the clinic.

[action]

[silversnowfall]

[As much as she'd been frustrated with the way Anise was handling things, the younger girl had a point. Something bad could happen to Ion and there would be no way for anyone to know about it.

She's taken it to less of an extreme, simply taking walks around the village from time to time. Often she'll stop to visit with a friend, or make it part of some other errand she has to do. And leisurely walks in the snow for the sake of it are definitely not out of the question.

...So finding a bloody Fon Master is both a relief and a shock.]

Ion?

[action]

[distressedude]

[As out of it as he is, Ion recognizes that voice right away and he jerks his head up; an action he immediately regrets as he gasps and brings his second hand to his throat, as though he were trying to hold back the pain.]

[He grits his teeth and seems to be trying to speak, but not a word comes out. If Nephry wasn't too distracted by the blood, she'd see he was trying to say her name.]

[action]

[silversnowfall]

No, don't-!

[he looks like...well, actually, she doesn't want to think about what he looks like. She'll be with him there in the snow presently, not sure what to do with him but knowing he might already be in danger from the cold]

[action]

[distressedude]

[It's probably hard to tell which is worse: the cold or the blood-loss. However, given he was already looking as pale as the snow falling around them, neither of them were helping him right now.]

[action]

[silversnowfall]

[What's close, that they can go inside. ...The barracks, right.]

Can you walk, Ion? We're not going far.

[just that far. It will be warm in there and - being what it is - may very well be stocked with first-aid supplies too. Hopefully.]

[Action] FORGIVE ME FOR I'LL BE SLOW

[fabrecation]

[Dear Yulia what is WITH all his friends being hurt/in danger?

Luke had been out jogging since he had neglected to do it earlier, and he's not quite paying attention to his surroundings. Don't worry, he's not going to trample Ion or anything. He just won't really notice that he's there until he sees a red color out of the corner of his eye that shouldn't be there.]

...Ion?

[He immediately rushes over and kneels down beside him, one hand against Ion's back.]

Ion, what happened?

[Action] DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT BBY~

[distressedude]

[Ion slowly lifts his head to look up at Luke, one hand still held tightly against his throat as a few drops of blood fall into the fresh snow from between his fingertips. Although the front of his robes look far worse than the stained snow on the ground.]

[He tries to speak, trying to say anything, but not a word comes out. If Luke pays close attention, he might see Ion mouth the words "Luke" and "hurt". The rest is lost in a jumble, seeing as he can't stop himself from shivering.]

[Action] CELLPHONE TAGGING HELL YEAH

[fabrecation]

[Luke can't really tell where Ion is hurt thanks to all the blood on the robe, but the drops falling through his fingers clue him in on the fact that his neck, at least, is one of the injuries, not to mention him trying to mouth words. Luke's never been good at deciphering that sort of thing, though he does manage to read what he says, if only because it was all he could do when he was deaf.]

Don't try to talk, just show me where you're hurt.

[As he speaks, Luke takes off his jacket and wraps it around Ion's shoulders. It's not as warm as the coat he left behind, but it should be warmer than the robe alone.]

[Action] WHOO

[distressedude]

[Compared to the icy air around them, the jacket is plenty warm and much appreciated. To Luke's question, Ion figures the easiest way would be to show Luke the wound, but he isn't sure how bad the damage is either. He pulls his hand away from his throat, some of the bandages falling away to reveal the numerous cuts therein.]

[Unfortunately, at the same time he catches a glance at his own blood-stained hand and his eyes shoot wide open. If he wasn't already more pale than usual before, whatever color had been left in his face was gone now.]

[Action]

[fabrecation]

[Luke widens his eyes, too, though it's not as bad as he thought it was. Just his neck, then... Still, all those lacerations...

Months ago Luke would've launched himself back and tried to contact whoever he could to take care of it for him. Now, though, he shuts his eyes for a few seconds, takes in a deep breath and lets it out with a very quiet curse to turn the initial panic into adrenaline, then takes Ion's hand, both to take his eyes off the blood and to get him to look at him. Guy did this when he was so badly hurt, so maybe it'd help Ion, too.]

Ion? Ion, look at me. [But he doesn't want Ion moving his head, so Luke leans his head to get himself in Ion's line of vision, returning his free hand to his back at the same time.] You're going to be fine. I promise.

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[Anise has been studiously going around town for this exact reason, Ion. Atop Tokunaga, she has a little sling bag with a coat, a first aid kit and other helpful things, plus her journal open in front of her while she circles the village... Of course, she was holding out for finding him generally unhurt and healthy, if cold.]

[But no, the Malnosso don't do things that way, do they? A strangled little gasp escapes her lips when she spots her friend in the snow. A beat later, she is by his side, trying not to let her panic make her motions jerky and unhelpful. She puts a hand to his shoulder gently.]

Ion? Ion, it's Anise. A-are you okay?

[distressedude]

[Somehow Ion hadn't noticed Tokunaga approaching, but upon hearing Anise's voice, it takes all he has to push himself back up quickly as though afraid she'd disappear. He turns to Anise and starts trying to speak, trying to say something so she knows he's all right...! But when his lips move, not a sound is heard.]

[The still-bleeding cuts along his neck along with the growing blood stain on the top-front of his robes probably explain why.]

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[... Oh. Oh dear.]

[Anise has never seen this much blood on her friend, before. For a while, she forgets to breathe.]

[But his lips moving silently snaps her out of it - it's all it takes to make her all-business, even if her voice and hands tremble slightly.]

D-don't move Ion, okay? Just - just rest up and I'll take care of you!

[And just like that, she sets to work, taking bandages and disinfectants from the handy first aid pack she brought with her. She's never been so thankful that field dressings were part of Oracle Knight 101.]

[distressedude]

[The look on Anise's face when he tries to speak is unexpected. Ion knows he is hurt, yes, but he hadn't seen how bad. Although she tells him not to move, that doesn't stop him from taking a moment to look at the hand that had been pressed against his throat moments ago: it was covered in blood.]

[All at once, what little color had been left after the cold and blood-loss seemed to drain from his face. This was why he couldn't speak! He wanted to look down and see just how bad it was, but he knew better than to try bending his neck now. And really, maybe it was better he didn't see. He needed to stay conscious.]

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[Anise works quickly and pretty efficiently, but her eyes are bright with tears and apology as soon as she gets to swabbing some disinfectant on those wounds. She keeps talking, if only to keep things from getting too quiet (and to keep him awake!)]

This's gonna sting a little, okay? Well, it's gonna sting a lot but I'm not a seventh fonist or anything so this's all I can do right now - I'm sorry. Oh, Ion...