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distressedude) wrote2011-01-07 10:24 pm
distressedude) wrote2011-01-07 10:24 pm
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011 ~ [Voice/Action]
[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.]
[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.]
[Action]
Hey! H-Hey, don't fall asleep, okay? I'm going to get you someplace warm, and treat your wounds as best I can. You'll be okay, I promise. Just please, stay awake a little longer.
[She spies a house, with its lights out, and tugs Ion towards it. Once on the front step, she jiggles the doorknob. ...Nothing. Looks like she's going to have to get mean indeed. Raising her leg a bit, she slams the sole of her foot against the door. Yeah, she's fix that later. Going in, now!
Once inside the warm house, she immediately goes to lay the boy down on the couch, makes a fire with a small quick flick of her brush (and some help from Eferin), and goes to hunt down some bandages or a medical kit or something.]