[As out of it as Zelos is, the concern in Sheena's eyes is still obvious. The injuries were probably worse than he'd realized.]
[He couldn't deny that Sheena's hands felt nice and comforting. It had been a long time since he'd been surrounded by something so warm.]
C'mon, not even a little?
[And he immediately regrets talking. Talking hurt a lot. After another bout of coughing, he'll nod in response to her second suggestion, before resting his head in her lap.]
[ Her hold tightens on him when he coughs, the obi once again coming in to play. ]
Geez, you idiot; not even a little.
[ The words are "harsh", but the tone isn't.
After reprimanding him, she looks about for someone to help them, and hits paydirt almost immediately. There's a place very near they can go to take care of his wounds, and no one will disturb them. ]
Zelos, it's gonna hurt like hell, but we have to move you. Do you think you can make it? It's not too far.
[ If not, she's got a four-armed summon who can help. ]
[He almost starts with another comeback, but a sudden fit of coughing stops him. Instead, he settles for a pretty forced smirk.]
[He wasn't feeling it, but it wasn't hard to see that if they couldn't make it to town, he was out of luck. Hell, even if they could somehow make it to town, he might still be out of luck.]
Yeah, should be good.
[And he starts to struggle to get up; he might not be able to make it himself, but maybe with some support?]
[ Since he's already done so well in following her advice about not talking, Sheena's actually prepared to clamp her hand over his mouth if/when he tries to speak. So much better than what she has to do right now.
Wiping away any blood that he's coughed up, Sheena freezes when she sees that smirk. It's different from even the last one he had given her--as if he has to put even more effort into making it appear.
Damn.
But if he's going to try to act normally, than so is she. ]
What did I say about talking? Couldn't you have just nodded?
[ Okay, so the note of concern in her voice makes everything not-so-normal, but she's beyond caring. He can tease and torment her all he wants later; at least then he'll be alive to do it. ]
Hold on. [ Her voice is soft and gentle as she rises while keeping him as upright as possible. Putting one arm across her shoulders, she looks up at him. ] Okay, I've got you. Ready?
[As much as he wants to make a witty retort in return, Sheena had a good point about not talking. Talking was painful. Pain was bad.]
[The concern in her voice is easy enough to parse, so he's just gonna do his best to make it up. He's able to, thanks to Sheena's support, but it's more that he's a dead weight than he is keeping himself upright.]
[If he could talk, he'd probably say something about how she should leave him behind, how he wasn't worth it, etc.]
[But it was clear she was pretty upset, and he couldn't talk without coughing up blood, so he'll just nod in response. Hopefully town wouldn't be too far away.]
[ Don't worry, Zelos. Sheena's got you, and she's not about to let you go. Not yet, anyway.
It'll be slow-going, as Sheena makes sure he's not jostled and stops if he needs to before moving again when he's ready.
Finally, they reach where they're going, and cornering a passerby, Sheena asks--then yells when they just stand there staring at Zelos in recognition--to get them the supplies they need. While they're gone, she gets him into a room and on to the bed.
She takes a few precious moments to get some water and cloths before returning to his side. Working his clothes out of the way and reigning in her panic, she begins using wet towels to clean the wounds, glancing up at him occasionally to make sure he's still with her. ]
[By the time they reach where they're going all of his strength is gone. He can kind of sort of make out Sheena shouting at someone for something when they first reach town, but that's about it.]
[Before he knows it, he's laying down on a bed. Between how comfortable the bed is and how much energy (and blood) he's lost, he can't help but close his eyes and nod off. There was nothing wrong with a quick nap, right?]
[But he's still there, even if the quiet rising and falling of his chest is the only indication.]
[ Seeing the steady rise and fall of his chest is enough to calm the ninja as she works, and soon after the supplies arrive, Zelos' wounds are cleaned and wrapped, his clothing once more back in place.
Wiping her brow, Sheena noticed for the first time that her hands were shaking. Now that the danger of losing Zelos is behind her, reaction is settling in, reminding her just how frightened she had been behind that tough facade of hers.
Using this time to clean herself and the room up, she brings out a fresh basin of water and some more clean cloths. Setting them on the nightstand, she dampens a cloth and sits next to him on the bed to wipe his brow and keep him cool, wondering if he'll be mad to learn she had to remove his headband. Brushing back his hair with her other hand, she can't help but think how peaceful he looks while he sleeps--something she had never noticed while they had been traveling.
And something she may be able to get used to. ]
Ah, Zelos... [ Very quietly, barely above a whisper. ] Thank you...you Idiot.
[When he eventually stirs, it takes a moment for his memories to come back to him. Or, some of them do, at least.]
[He remembered talking to Orochi, rushing to Sheena, and after that, there was a fight. He'd gotten messed up pretty badly, and he had a vague recollection of having his head in Sheena's lap. But none of that explained why he was somewhere in town, nestled under covers, unless...]
[Zelos glanced to his side. Had Sheena carried him all the way here and treated his wounds? Shit, he really owed her, didn't he? For the saving his life thing, not the running off into trouble thing. He was still angry about that.]
[Still, he was more grateful than angry, and he's going to show his thanks in the most Zelos-like way possible.]
What, no thank you kiss?
[He's pretty groggy and he's not back to his full self yet, so he has a little trouble getting the words out, but it's a perfectly Zelos-like response all the same.]
[ Taking up a spot next to him on the bed, Sheena watches him as he sleeps, wiping his brow and calming him with a touch if and when he becomes restless.
Once more brushing his hair out of his eyes, she places it gently on the side of his head--a constant source of comfort as she looks out the window, her brows furrowed in thought.
She thinks she should feel angry at him for coming for her, but she doesn't, leaving her feeling confused. Why had he--and only he--come for her? He had pulled her from dangerous situations before, but this time--it had felt more personal.
Her eyes widen as an answer comes to her, and for a moment, she can't bring herself to believe it. He's always been insulting and infuriating, making her life a complete hell, but when she's needed help... He had been there. He had been the one to pull her through the gate, and the one who, by acting normally, had helped her get through the events at Volt's Temple. And now, here he is again, coming to her rescue. Somehow, in spite of herself, she had become Zelos' damsel in distress.
And she didn't mind one bit.
Surprising herself with that little bit of insight, she looks over at him when she feels him stirring, her hand staying right where it is as she shakes her head in response to his question. ]
What do you think, you Stupid Chosen?
[ Translation: He may be in for a surprise later. ]
[Zelos blinks. Had he heard that right? He couldn't have heard that right.]
[He was expecting to be hit, but, thinking again, he was glad that she was feeling less violent today. He was already in a good deal of pain, and now that the numbness from sleep was wearing off, he was about to be in a lot more.]
[It was worth it though, since it meant Sheena was okay.]
[There's a conversation they need to have. Actually, there's several. But Zelos is going to wait a little bit longer.]
[Instead, he smiles a little bit more genuinely than usual as he responds.]
Heh, guess it turned out alright.
[Its a pretty un-Zelos response, but accurate nonetheless. He was afraid that he'd be too late. He's glad he wasn't.]
[ He heard it right. So she's not going to repeat it.
And seriously? He thought she was going to hit him in that condition? Give her some credit!
She'll wait until he's healed first. Then she'll hit him for getting hurt and worrying her in the first place.
And yes, there's definitely a few conversations they need to have, but like the hitting, she'll wait until he's better to do it.
She's pretty surprised by that smile, but returns it easily, the hand on his head lightly tapping in a very much lighter version of her usual whap. ]
If you call you lying in bed looking like a mummy "all right", I guess it did.
[ Her response isn't exactly normal, either, but how can it be when, although peeved he showed up, part of her is glad he did and grateful he survived? ]
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[He couldn't deny that Sheena's hands felt nice and comforting. It had been a long time since he'd been surrounded by something so warm.]
C'mon, not even a little?
[And he immediately regrets talking. Talking hurt a lot. After another bout of coughing, he'll nod in response to her second suggestion, before resting his head in her lap.]
Smart people.
Geez, you idiot; not even a little.
[ The words are "harsh", but the tone isn't.
After reprimanding him, she looks about for someone to help them, and hits paydirt almost immediately. There's a place very near they can go to take care of his wounds, and no one will disturb them. ]
Zelos, it's gonna hurt like hell, but we have to move you. Do you think you can make it? It's not too far.
[ If not, she's got a four-armed summon who can help. ]
[ ooc: I sense timeskip ahead. ]
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[He almost starts with another comeback, but a sudden fit of coughing stops him. Instead, he settles for a pretty forced smirk.]
[He wasn't feeling it, but it wasn't hard to see that if they couldn't make it to town, he was out of luck. Hell, even if they could somehow make it to town, he might still be out of luck.]
Yeah, should be good.
[And he starts to struggle to get up; he might not be able to make it himself, but maybe with some support?]
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Wiping away any blood that he's coughed up, Sheena freezes when she sees that smirk. It's different from even the last one he had given her--as if he has to put even more effort into making it appear.
Damn.
But if he's going to try to act normally, than so is she. ]
What did I say about talking? Couldn't you have just nodded?
[ Okay, so the note of concern in her voice makes everything not-so-normal, but she's beyond caring. He can tease and torment her all he wants later; at least then he'll be alive to do it. ]
Hold on. [ Her voice is soft and gentle as she rises while keeping him as upright as possible. Putting one arm across her shoulders, she looks up at him. ] Okay, I've got you. Ready?
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[The concern in her voice is easy enough to parse, so he's just gonna do his best to make it up. He's able to, thanks to Sheena's support, but it's more that he's a dead weight than he is keeping himself upright.]
[If he could talk, he'd probably say something about how she should leave him behind, how he wasn't worth it, etc.]
[But it was clear she was pretty upset, and he couldn't talk without coughing up blood, so he'll just nod in response. Hopefully town wouldn't be too far away.]
[ooc: time-skip time?]
Timeskip time!
It'll be slow-going, as Sheena makes sure he's not jostled and stops if he needs to before moving again when he's ready.
Finally, they reach where they're going, and cornering a passerby, Sheena asks--then yells when they just stand there staring at Zelos in recognition--to get them the supplies they need. While they're gone, she gets him into a room and on to the bed.
She takes a few precious moments to get some water and cloths before returning to his side. Working his clothes out of the way and reigning in her panic, she begins using wet towels to clean the wounds, glancing up at him occasionally to make sure he's still with her. ]
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[Before he knows it, he's laying down on a bed. Between how comfortable the bed is and how much energy (and blood) he's lost, he can't help but close his eyes and nod off. There was nothing wrong with a quick nap, right?]
[But he's still there, even if the quiet rising and falling of his chest is the only indication.]
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Wiping her brow, Sheena noticed for the first time that her hands were shaking. Now that the danger of losing Zelos is behind her, reaction is settling in, reminding her just how frightened she had been behind that tough facade of hers.
Using this time to clean herself and the room up, she brings out a fresh basin of water and some more clean cloths. Setting them on the nightstand, she dampens a cloth and sits next to him on the bed to wipe his brow and keep him cool, wondering if he'll be mad to learn she had to remove his headband. Brushing back his hair with her other hand, she can't help but think how peaceful he looks while he sleeps--something she had never noticed while they had been traveling.
And something she may be able to get used to. ]
Ah, Zelos... [ Very quietly, barely above a whisper. ] Thank you...you Idiot.
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[When he eventually stirs, it takes a moment for his memories to come back to him. Or, some of them do, at least.]
[He remembered talking to Orochi, rushing to Sheena, and after that, there was a fight. He'd gotten messed up pretty badly, and he had a vague recollection of having his head in Sheena's lap. But none of that explained why he was somewhere in town, nestled under covers, unless...]
[Zelos glanced to his side. Had Sheena carried him all the way here and treated his wounds? Shit, he really owed her, didn't he? For the saving his life thing, not the running off into trouble thing. He was still angry about that.]
[Still, he was more grateful than angry, and he's going to show his thanks in the most Zelos-like way possible.]
What, no thank you kiss?
[He's pretty groggy and he's not back to his full self yet, so he has a little trouble getting the words out, but it's a perfectly Zelos-like response all the same.]
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Once more brushing his hair out of his eyes, she places it gently on the side of his head--a constant source of comfort as she looks out the window, her brows furrowed in thought.
She thinks she should feel angry at him for coming for her, but she doesn't, leaving her feeling confused. Why had he--and only he--come for her? He had pulled her from dangerous situations before, but this time--it had felt more personal.
Her eyes widen as an answer comes to her, and for a moment, she can't bring herself to believe it. He's always been insulting and infuriating, making her life a complete hell, but when she's needed help... He had been there. He had been the one to pull her through the gate, and the one who, by acting normally, had helped her get through the events at Volt's Temple. And now, here he is again, coming to her rescue. Somehow, in spite of herself, she had become Zelos' damsel in distress.
And she didn't mind one bit.
Surprising herself with that little bit of insight, she looks over at him when she feels him stirring, her hand staying right where it is as she shakes her head in response to his question. ]
What do you think, you Stupid Chosen?
[ Translation: He may be in for a surprise later. ]
Sorry for the wait!
[He was expecting to be hit, but, thinking again, he was glad that she was feeling less violent today. He was already in a good deal of pain, and now that the numbness from sleep was wearing off, he was about to be in a lot more.]
[It was worth it though, since it meant Sheena was okay.]
[There's a conversation they need to have. Actually, there's several. But Zelos is going to wait a little bit longer.]
[Instead, he smiles a little bit more genuinely than usual as he responds.]
Heh, guess it turned out alright.
[Its a pretty un-Zelos response, but accurate nonetheless. He was afraid that he'd be too late. He's glad he wasn't.]
*HUGS*
And seriously? He thought she was going to hit him in that condition? Give her some credit!
She'll wait until he's healed first. Then she'll hit him for getting hurt and worrying her in the first place.
And yes, there's definitely a few conversations they need to have, but like the hitting, she'll wait until he's better to do it.
She's pretty surprised by that smile, but returns it easily, the hand on his head lightly tapping in a very much lighter version of her usual whap. ]
If you call you lying in bed looking like a mummy "all right", I guess it did.
[ Her response isn't exactly normal, either, but how can it be when, although peeved he showed up, part of her is glad he did and grateful he survived? ]