distressedude | 011 ~ [Voice/Action]

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[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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[Ion meekly pulls the coat close around him, still somewhat unaware of just how bad the damage on his neck was. However, in holding the coat closed, he sees the red stain forming where his hand had touched, his other hand still pressed against his throat.]

[He doesn't react, instead just staring as though he didn't know what he was looking at. His eyes ached to just close so he could drift off to sleep, but he knew he had to stay awake...!]

[Ion looks so tired. It's impossible not to notice as she kneels in front of him.]

Eventually, you will need to see a doctor. ...But it's warm here, and I can't see a reason not to let you rest for a while.

[while she talks, hesitating juuust a bit at all the blood, she moves Ion's hands out of the way. It's easy enough to pull off the Malnosso's terrible bandage job and replace it, for now, with a warm damp towel she can hold in place.]

Stop me if I'm hurtiing you. [or you can't breathe]

[Ion looks up at Nephry and mouths an affirmation as his hands are pulled away. The towel feels nice on the stinging wounds, and he just closes his eyes and lets Nephry tend to him.]

[Of course, given how tired he is, closing his eyes is probably not a good option as he starts slowly leaning to the side and falling asleep.]

[she won't be able to do a whole lot. But living with Dist, it's impossible not to pick up a few things, especially since they're often so necessary with him.]

Try to stay awake for now. I wouldn't want to cut off your air on accident and have you unable to tell me.

[nudging him more upright anyway. She found something she can wrap up his neck with, at least temporarily, and she's going to do it. All that blood just can't be a good sign.]

[Ion's eyes snap back open and he bites down on his lip so he can focus on staying awake. There might have been an attempt at a very tiny nod, but it was probably not very noticeable.]

[And while waiting a little while in the warm barracks was an option, he'd already lost a lot of blood. It was getting hard to keep his eyes open when he felt so dizzy.]

[Well they're going to have to wait until Ion can manage to get to somewhere for real treatment - probably the newer clinic, being not so far of a walk. And Nephry would rather he didn't freeze. She's done with his neck, though, and looking at his hands instead (once she cleans them off a little) for signs of frostbite.

He's free to doze off now. Even if it's a little strange to have him leaning against her, the extra heat will help him.]

[And doze off he does, almost the moment he's leaning against Nephry. He hadn't been outside long enough for frostbite, but even inside, he's pale and shaking.]

[then she will pull the coat around him tighter, and shift herself so that he's resting more comfortably. He'll have enough time for a short nap, and then she'll get them moving again - if he doesn't wake, then she'll have to think of someone to call for assistance.]

[He seems to be sleeping more or less peacefully for a little while, but restful sleep after a mallynapping isn't easy to find. His lips twist into a frown and he shifts a little bit every now and then, the unnatural sleep brought on by blood-loss and the Malnosso's drugs creating a nightmare.]

[he only has about half an hour to rest anyway. Nephry is trying to wake him now.]

[When he wakes up, it's rather sudden: his eyes snap open and for a moment it seems like he's completely forgotten where he was, and he pulls away from Nephry. The motion causes him to wince and he brings a hand up to his throat, his fingertips feeling the wrap now covering the cuts.]

[He stares blankly at Nephry for a few moments as his mind starts to wake back up before quickly mouthing a small apology.]

[she puts a gentle hand on his shoulder and shakes her head.]

There's no need to apologize. Are you well enough to make it to the clinic? The newer one isn't quite so far away.

[Ion has to think about that for a few moments. After all, so long as he was still injured, it wasn't going to get any easier to get to the clinic. The small spot of red that had been slowly bleeding through the wrap around his neck was proof enough that he couldn't just keep sitting here without putting himself in more danger.]

[And so, he manages to respond with a very slight nod. He should be fine so long as Nephry can help him walk.]

[standing, she takes his hand to help him up again. He gets to keep the coat.]

I will give you all the assistance I can.

[Once Ion is on his feet, he reaches out for Nephry's arm to holds himself steady. It would be slow, but they should be able to make it to the clinic without any problems this way.]

[Hopefully Nephry won't get too cold without her coat or Ion's going to feel bad.]

[She's practically from the north pole. And Ion needs it much more. There will be no problems.

And off they go. She's noticed that Ion is still bleeding under there, but...there isn't much more she can do.]

[As tired as he is, the walking is probably better for him while he's outside; it's keeping him from falling asleep in a lump of snow! Not that Nephry would let that happen either way, of course.]

[As the clinic comes into view, Ion lets out a small sigh of relief. Although he never made any attempt to ask for a moment to stop and rest, this was pretty exhausting to do. Especially when he was already so tired.]

[just this once, she won't let him stop and rest. It would be much too risky. And Anise would let her have it later on, for taking such risks.

Nephry helps Ion into the clinic, and then most likely has to step away for a while and let the actual medical professionals do their jobs. As long as they come to get her when they're through.]

[And soon enough those running the clinic get to work on healing those wounds on his neck. By the time they finish, most of the damage was healed and gone, but there were a few scar marks left behind. Those were likely the result of previous cuts that had been fixed by the Malnosso prior to sending him back.]

[Eventually Nephry is called back over to where Ion is laying in a bed, still looking rather pale underneath a mountain of blankets to keep him warm. Somehow still awake, the sight of Nephry brings a smile to his face and he opens his mouth to speak.]

[And still, not a word comes out.]

Well, you certainly look much better.

[she smiles, but can't help noticing that he's still pale and probably shivering.]

You don't need to try to say anything. I'll stay here with you while you rest, is that all right?

[Even though she said he didn't have to say anything, Ion still mouths a small word of thanks before nestling a little bit further under the blankets. He was beginning to feel warmer, yes, but he would probably be shivering for awhile yet from losing so much blood.]

[He was still pretty dizzy, but his sleepiness was starting to win over. He'll probably start drifting in and out of sleep while Nephry stays with him.]

You're welcome.

[as he starts to drift off, she will gently smooth his hair off of his face, and adjust that pile of blankets a bit. At least the injuries were gone, if not their effects. Perhaps he wouldn't need to stay in the clinic for too long of a time.

And if he sleeps for long enough, she might end up asleep too.]

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