Airship RP

Markus Aerilius: "To the airship."
Kowa Brimaine lets herself be grabbed.
K'orion Mitsurugi was still limp as if he was dead. Bleeding all over he was completely unresponsive.
Giligii Malarigii: "Lead th'way! Lucia and I can cover th'rear."
Giligii Malarigii: (nvm she's carrying someone)
Waku Motohama: Up this way! Does anyone need any help carrying the fallen?
Lucia Starwater nodded to markus lifting Fey againb
Lucia Starwater setting Feyre down carefully she began to look over her to see what she could assist with, with her limited healing
Waku Motohama: --Miss E'ko, you're here, thank the sky! Were all of your preperations made successfully?
Markus Aerilius: "Eko Tarva, its all your show now."
Rhys Sebastian is analyzing his chest with a strange manic fixation, he was certain something was broken. It was amazing his organs weren't falling out.. He looks around eyes wide.
Raven Amerantal || Cathulhu was happily chewing on a finger of person. Who did he take it from? Some dead minion.
Astrid Valeriant shoves her way through the door and hits the ground hard. But she's here!
E'ko Lalia rushed down to the engine room, saying a silent prayer to the twin gods that Kowa had done as instructed. "It's rrready t'jump! Need th' engine gunned at full powerrr an' be prreparred tae take contrrrol of a sudden fall, whateverrr currsed body is flyin' this thin'!"
Altani Dataq'kahkol looks to her clickbug. It presents a slightly singed doll of Altani, about as tall as it is. "Y'..." She drops to her knees and picks the bug up, holding it close. "Y'safe, 's all that matters. 'n y'got m'me, y'did..."
Astrid Valeriant plays dead.
Yash'ua Amerantal grabs Raven's arm kind of roughly and looks him all over before pulling him close for a tight hug.
Giligii Malarigii: "Jeeze! Astrid!"
Kowa Brimaine wastes no time rushing to Astrid's side, checking for injury.
Feyre Silvertalon had a gash from the side of her ribcage to her shoulder, which looked as though it was pierced with a sword that burned.
Cyneler Fenrir: Astrid
K'orion Mitsurugi plays dead.
Cyneler Fenrir: Wait a minute
Markus Aerilius: "Get the wounded to the ship. we can treat them there."
Waku Motohama: Bring the injured over here so the medics can look over them! Anyone who can get this thing flying - get it flying!
Astrid Valeriant sits up to her elbows, heaving. "Get...on...the...bloody airship!"
Giligii Malarigii looked around wildly, trying not to panic. If she had the strength to make it here then she surely had enough fight inside to keep living. Gil was the farthest thing from a chirurgeon but he'd do his best, attempting to drag her to the ship. "Not without you!"
Kowa Brimaine lifts one of the taller woman's arms over her shoulder. "Altani, help me!"
Lucia Starwater picks up Feyre up a third time "Hold on a bit longer"
Miselda Thorn simply stood quiet among the others for now, tears rolling down her face, though whether from sadness or rage is impossible to tell. Her typical smile was completely gone either way, unable to hear orders and just following people at this point.
K'orion Mitsurugi the gash on his head was getting worse and the chest wound was at its worst with a slash cross his body.
Markus Aerilius ((For sakes and purposes we will use the stairs as the airship))
Markus Aerilius: "Gun it, get us all the hell out of here."
Rhys Sebastian looks around for his satchel, but realizes he doesn't have it. Then a sudden realization struck him. Life was going to suck for the next few weeks.
Lucia Starwater resumes her minor medical treatment on Feyre
Giligii Malarigii: "Move it or lose it people, we're ditching dis mess!"
Cyneler Fenrir: I cant use Aurora to heal forever
Rhys Sebastian starts smacking Lucia's hands away looking at her like a crazy person. With tight gasps. "Sedatives, I need Sedatives." He was starting to panic.
Cyneler Fenrir: Hold still
Raven Amerantal holds Cathulhu in his arm while Yash was being so super manly that it's hot.
Kowa Brimaine continues to drag until K'orion is safely on the ship, breathing heavily. "You're alright."
Waku Motohama: Miss Starwater, do you need any help with her?
Waku Motohama reaches into her coat, pulling out a cache of potions and ethers for her if Lucia so needs them.
E'ko Lalia: "Tarrrva, am waitin' on yourr say-so t'activate, an' suggest it's soon!"
Cyneler Fenrir: So where to?
K'orion Mitsurugi he was breathing....slowly....he was lossing lots of blood still. He soul was nearly leaving him.
Tarva Aquilis makes her way to the bridge, grabbing the wheel and yel;ling down into a tube. "Whatever you are going to do, do it!"
Markus Aerilius: "Get us the hell out of here."
Altani Dataq'kahkol looks over to Rhys, frowning. She marches up to him and kneels. "Y'an idiot, but it won' do me well t'let someone die. The hells d'ya need?"
Lucia Starwater: "If possible, I have very limited medical training, Potions would help though" *seeing the potions available to her, taking one of the offered healing potions she kneeled down and proped Feyre up to try to get her to drink the liquid."
Lucia Starwater: ***)
Kowa Brimaine gently slaps the unconscious K'orion's cheek for a response before grimly reaching for her medical supplies and casting a Benefic.
Lucia Starwater: "Thank you."
Giligii Malarigii pulled a cigar from his jacket, plopping it between his teeth. The match that had been tucked against his ear was struck against a rail and brought to the tip. The tiny flame kissed the parchment passionately, the burning embrace escalating as the cigar's tip began to glow. Gil took a long, slow drag, trying to drown out everything around him. There was nothing more he could do at this time.
Kowa Brimaine || Nope. Better idea: the old-fashioned way, bandages and suture.
Markus Aerilius hands a potion to Rhys "Drink this. It will help and calm you."
Waku Motohama: We pre-stocked the ship with supplies in the case of this eventuallity. Do what you can - I'm going to bring aid to you.
Cyneler Fenrir: Were fugitives now
E'ko Lalia: "Well then...herre goes nothin'..." E'ko slides a stone from her pocket into the containment unit, sending new waves of vibrations through the ship that alternate between deafaning and silencing.
Astrid Valeriant finds a wall to lean against before slowly sliding down to sit...
Waku Motohama offers Lucia a sharp salute before dashing off to Get Things Going.
E'ko Lalia: "Hold on tae sommat!"
Feyre Silvertalon didn't react, she was out cold. The shoulder was still bleeding and there was a  small trail of blood from her head.
K'orion Mitsurugi was having hard time breathing. At certain moments it was seemed he stopped breathing but takes a gasp of air but still unresponsive.
Rhys Sebastian takes the potion and kills it, despite its bad taste. Then looks for a place to hold on tight and sit down. He nods to Markus silently.
Kowa Brimaine: "You are *not* doing this to us."
Markus Aerilius grabs hold of the railing.
Waku Motohama holds that thought, instead grabbing onto the injured Feyre with one hand, holding onto one of the machinery pieces with another, and grabs on TIGHT.
Giligii Malarigii did as E'ko screeched, fingers curling around steel as an acrid plume of smoke dribbled from his nostrils. Here goes nothing and everything.
Altani Dataq'kahkol grunts, looking at Markus. "Hells' wrong with him?"
Kowa Brimaine casts another spell, and this one ignites in a bright aetheric burst to seep into K'orion's wounds.
Tarva Aquilis grips onto the wheel as she pushes forward on the controls, the airship surges out of the hanger at about the same time E'ko triggers the effect, sudden G-forces hitting all aboard rather suddenly.
Markus Aerilius: "He a nutter that one. Hell be fine. Grab onto something"
Kowa Brimaine: "Astrid, I'm coming to you next."
Rhys Sebastian glares at Giligii and nods him over. Though Rhys looked like a corpse currently. "Give me a puff please."
Altani Dataq'kahkol nods and grabs hold of the railing. "Clickbug, y'heard the man. Hol' on, aye."
Lucia Starwater seeing the wounds Lucia carefully began to drip parts of the potion on the worst spots healing what they could as they begin to move once. Once they were stabled Lucia lifted Feyre's head up very carefully tilting it up before carefully moving small amounts of the potion down her throught using her off hand to gently rub her throat to ensure she drinks it concious or no
K'orion Mitsurugi started to come back to this realm and grit his teeth. He was slightly opening his eyes and closing them. He was slipping in and out but starting to come back to life...
Astrid Valeriant waves a had at Kowa. "Don't worry over me. Make sure he lives."
W'zairah Khai The guilt began to clung to her throat if she did not spit it now "...I'm sorry i never spoke a word of my leavings to you, Asrid. What a mess i've walked myself into..."
Astrid Valeriant: (hand*)
Kowa Brimaine: "He'll live. I'm not giving him a choice in the matter."
Giligii Malarigii yelped, his tiny body a slave to gravity and external forces. After regaining his balance, Gil tottered over to the suicide bomber. Despite their initial meeting, Rhys had done his part, just like everyone else. And that deserved a long puff. Gil unclamped his needle teeth and offered the elezen a smoke.
Kowa Brimaine || Poor K'orion is promptly hissed at as she continues to work. She promises she usually has kinder bedside manner.
Rhys Sebastian took a huge drag. Coughing like a little bitch then handled it back. Placing his head on the cold bar and holding tight closing his eyes.
Giligii Malarigii accepted the cigar and left Rhys be, the man looking the worse for wear. The lalafell didn't coo or fuss over his injuries, instead electing to stand by in case he needed another coughing session with the cigar.
K'orion Mitsurugi started to slip back out of this realm again due to loss of blood.
Waku Motohama grits her teeth, doing her best to hold Feyre still and steady so the woman's injuries weren't worsened as the airship took off.
Feyre Silvertalon didn't react at first, though the potion trickling down her throat caused her to cough, and she opened her eyes. "Wh. ." She starts before looking around slowly.
Waku Motohama: Lie still, don't worry, you're going to be alright.
Lucia Starwater: "Easy, We are safe for the moment Feyre."
Kowa Brimaine pulled the bandages taut.
Rhys Sebastian holds on for dear life shaking a bit. "Ugh god. I'm going to be sick." He grunted to himself.
Miselda Thorn held onto the railing, albeit a bit lazily. Her eyes were still a bit glazed over, smoke and ash covering her face where tears had been previously. She was no longer weeping, instead in a bit of a state of shock.
Rhys Sebastian goes to sleep. (thanks guys!)
Waku Motohama: Right, now I'm going to get you more salves and bandages. Hold fast.
K'orion Mitsurugi the blood seeps through the bandages. Starts becoming completely unresponsive.
Astrid Valeriant looks over to W'zairah before shaking her head weakly. "We all have our reasons. Though you are correct in today perhaps was not the best of days in coming back." After a moment, Astrid closes her eyes. "All the same, thank you for your help."
Altani Dataq'kahkol looks to Kowa. "Y'need anythin'? F'y'self, f'him?" Her voice is quiet.
Giligii Malarigii took another long drag,  a foul wind sliding past his teeth. He grunted, "Now you've got t'wear open blouses. None of dat sailor suity-stuff, iffen youse wanna flaunt dem up-and-coming scars," he said, grunting at Rhys, testing the waters and attempting to distract himself as well.
Markus Aerilius walks over to Miselda, "Are you injured."
Kowa Brimaine: "I need you to hold this bandage while I try to deal with this wound aetherically. He's not responding as well as I'd hope."
Miselda Thorn: "No."
Lucia Starwater: "I will ensure she doesnt get worse."
Feyre Silvertalon looked between Lucia and Waku, all of her movements slow and pained. "The Knights. . .safe?"
Altani Dataq'kahkol does as she's told, without comment or complaint. She nods slowly.
Kowa Brimaine casts another healing spell.
Waku Motohama: Yes, we're safe. We got out.
Waku Motohama: Everyone's going to be okay. We're going to make sure of that.
Markus Aerilius: "Good to hear. I was worried."
Lucia Starwater: "Mostly, as far as i can tell some people are injured but the only thing damaged appears to be the Grounds."
K'orion Mitsurugi plays dead.
Waku Motohama nods to Feyre, then powerwalks up the stairs and over to the supplies she, Gil, and the other help loaded onto the shift before the... disasterous meeting.
Altani Dataq'kahkol kneels before K'orion Mitsurugi.
Altani Dataq'kahkol kneels before K'orion Mitsurugi.
Miselda Thorn offered a slight nod, waving her hands in dismissal to the direction of the others, before burying her face against her knees.
Markus Aerilius: "Ill leave you be. We will get them back. Dont you worry."
Giligii Malarigii waddled over to Waku, giving the menders a polite berth. "Oi, how youse holdin' up?" Gil did his best to blow smoke away from her.
Miselda Thorn offered another wave of dismissal in response.
Waku Motohama pops open one of the crates, withdrawing packaged kits of fresh bandages, material for stiching, potions, and other assorted goods. Pausing briefly, she looks down to Gil before offering him a warm smile.
Markus Aerilius walks over to Astrid. "Are you alright."
Waku Motohama: I'm just fine; I wasn't injured at all. And thanks to you, we're well stocked.
Kowa Brimaine screams.
W'zairah Khai shook her head, "It wasn't enough, i should have stayed, i should have been picking up my linkpearl- I should have!...said something." She sighs, defeated. "F'en was with them, wasn't she? She's rotting in that prison." She looks up as Markus' approaches.
Giligii Malarigii blew a cloud skyward. "Direct me t'the kitchen and I'll start prepping food. People will get hungry eventually and we've a mess of rice....Don't thank me, was a group effort. Bless th'Twelve yer intact."
Astrid Valeriant looks up at Markus wearily. "As well as can be expected."
Waku Motohama: I feel the same about you - we have some cooking supplies over there, and -
Waku Motohama pauses, looking over at the sound of Kowa's scream.
Markus Aerilius nods somberly. "We did what we could."
Altani Dataq'kahkol looks between Kowa and K'orion. She's pale. "K-Kowa... is 'e... 'e's gon' be fine, ain' 'e?"
Giligii Malarigii: "W-what in blazes?!"
Kowa Brimaine 's hands are still desperately working, casting spells and tightening bandage, but her pallor is an awful gray. "I don't...I don't know, and it does not...look good."
Kowa Brimaine: "He is on the razor edge."
Astrid Valeriant leans her head back against the wall. "Everyone's out, at least. Not safe and sound, but out." She forces herself to stand before looking to Kowa and taking on a surprisngly commanding tone. "You can do it."
Astrid Valeriant: "Do not lose heart, do you understand?"
K'orion Mitsurugi was unresponsive still. He was starting get colder and paler. All seemed lost for him as his soul seemed to look as if it was gone. His heart stopped a few beats and a doctor could call his death at this very moment.
Miselda Thorn pushed herself up, watching Kowa work on keeping K'orion alive. "I would help, if I'm able?"
Waku Motohama leans down, putting a hand on Gil's shoulder. "I'm bringing her supplies. The cooking things ended up over there," she points at the opposite corner. "I trust you."
Kowa Brimaine: "Understood," she grits out, biting her fang into her lip and continuing to work - funneling one last potion down his throat.
Altani Dataq'kahkol snatches the small Altani doll from her bug and places it next to K'orion, possibly in an attempt to comfort him. "Live. Live. Fuckin' *live," damnit..."
Markus Aerilius tosses miselda her soul stone.
Kowa Brimaine: "Anything you can do, Miselda - if you have aether, use it."
Kowa Brimaine: "You are *going* to live, do you understand me?"
Waku Motohama hauls up a bundle of medical supplies, stepping swiftly and smartly over to Kowa. Her face steel, she places her load of bandages, potions, and medical supplies beside the astrologian before contributing her own aether to the cause - as meek as it is.
Giligii Malarigii grimaced. Death drew closer and closer to the now homeless band of ragtag heroes. Just as a storm of unease began to wash over Gil, a timely intervention by Waku pulled him back to reality. Gil looked up at the detective. No one was dead yet, thus hope could find space in his heart. He simply nodded and got to work.
W'zairah Khai "Markus. How are you holding up?"
Markus Aerilius shook his head. "About as could be expected." He watched the scene before him.
Astrid Valeriant swallows before taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. Then, she lifts a hand to a linkpearl on her ear.
K'orion Mitsurugi 1 beat comes back....then 2...then 3 beats come back from. He twitched his finger and he was getting responsiveness back....His soul was back from a quick grave....he was still out cold but he was...living.
Miselda Thorn caught the soulstone, gripping it tightly. She muttered a name under her breath, "Aiko..", as a small faerie would glitter into being. "Please. This once, aid me again." The faerie gave a small nod, before absorbing a portion of Miselda's aether, channeling it back into K'orion.
Waku Motohama allows a deep breath to whoosh out of her, then focuses her attention, channeling what skill she has developed into K'orion as he hands on the cliff of death.
Kowa Brimaine exhales, channeling her aether alongside the two Raen and continuing to stitch his wounds.
Feyre Silvertalon slowly shook her head, "We should have known after that rutting letter. I should have known, knowing the history of the Knights. We run into trouble every turn of the way."
Kowa Brimaine looks exhausted. "Is there anywhere more comfortable to put him?"
Markus Aerilius: "We did know and it was due to our preparations that everyone atleast safe." he mumered.
Giligii Malarigii found the basic tools he would need to prepare meals for the hungry or soon-to-be-hungry. Adrenaline and fear wouldn't last for long and stomachs would need to be filled in their absence. A skillet embraced the flames beneath it, the small cooktop raring to life with a few finger pushes. Hot oil sizzled and popped in the steel, eagerly greeting what few seasonings Gil could spare. There was no telling how long they'd need to make things last. Rice soaked in the bubbling oil.
Kowa Brimaine: "He is breathing, but I do not dare leave his side for the next few bells."
K'orion Mitsurugi slowly opened his eyes while in so much pian all over. He squinted the poke of the stiches and was slowly struggling. "....N-....Ne....Needle....ow....." looking so exhausted and eyes closed.
Lucia Starwater made no comment on the history being very new herself. Still in her business mode replied "All we can do is prepare now. There is no sense holding onto the past. We need to focus on the future of the Knights now."
Waku Motohama: Miss Kowa, we have more healing supplies available than the ones I just brought over. I'll bring you a meal when it's ready. Do you need any draughts of ether?
Kowa Brimaine: "You be quiet and deal with it for scaring us like that," is his curt reply, belied by the soft hand that briefly finds his hair. "Stay awake for me."
Astrid Valeriant stares at Markus for a moment before looking away and closing her eyes. "I need to find Corvus."
Kowa Brimaine: "Yes, please. Thank you, Miss Waku."
Waku Motohama holds a potion available to her, resting on her open palm.
Altani Dataq'kahkol takes a breath. "Y'lot did it. Y'damned well did it..."
Miselda Thorn gave a soft smile as K'orion regained consiousness. Aiko would flit back out of existence as Mis looked a bit faint, and she swayed for a moment before falling softly to the floor.
Kowa Brimaine: "Altani, could you please get Miss Thorn some water?"
Markus Aerilius: "But how. Our company is in shambles our house destroyed. This wasnt the work of the Grand companies. But a bunch of zealots."
Waku Motohama offers a staying hand to Kowa - she is not to get up and tend to Miselda.
Astrid Valeriant sighs. "Except we can't focus on that now." Astrid turns her gaze to the group of healers and K'orion. "Let's take care of the lot of them first."
Altani Dataq'kahkol looks over to Miselda. "Oi, d-" She pauses and nods, grabbing some water and running it back to the group.
Markus Aerilius: "Right lets get them all healed."
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "Drink, aye... C'mon, nobody's dyin'. Won' let y'."
Giligii Malarigii eventually withdrew the skillet from the flames after a few minutes. The scent of tobacco and greasy comfort food filled the air. A rushed meal but a meal none the less. Salty, oily rice with a pinch of pepper.  Gil struggled to find bowls while his cigar shrunk smaller and smaller with time. Keep calm and continue smoking.
Feyre Silvertalon remains silent for a moment and then nods. "Indeed. Help me up." She says, sitting up with a sharp intake of breath as she does so."
Waku Motohama reaches over to Miselda, propping her up, checking her vitals, and trying to see if she can rouse her.
K'orion Mitsurugi was so tired and opened his eyes and so much block under them as well. "....M-....Meeeen....tooor....." Trying to look around but it was all a blur.
Kowa Brimaine carefully helps K'orion sit up a little, just enough to drink a potion. "Could someone help me transfer him to a bed?"
W'zairah Khai "May i sit with you." Her words came soft, drained from the days events as she steered towards the table and stools where E'ko was keeping herself.
Astrid Valeriant moves to sit by K'orion's side. Taking his hand in her own, she looks down to him. "Keep your vow."
Lucia Starwater stands still bent over holding her hand out one to grasp her hand the other to brace her back as she stood.
E'ko Lalia: "Oi, Zai. Picked a grrand time t'show back up, eh? Surre, pop a squat."
Miselda Thorn wouldn't appear to have actually fainted, so much as Aiko may have pulled more aether from the raen than expected. Her eyes opened a bit, shaking her head lazily to Altani. "The others.. first. I'll be fine, just need rest."
Markus Aerilius sees Miselda faint and rushes to her side. "I know what this is its a cause from her spell casting."
Markus Aerilius: "Shh you did well." He said as he picked her up and took her to a bed.
Waku Motohama offers a vial full of ether Miselda, pressing it up to her lips. "The others have menders attending to them. You did beautifully. Take this."
Altani Dataq'kahkol hangs her head. "D-don' soddin' scare us like that..." She looks to Waku. "Shite bodyguard I ended up bein', aye?" She forces an uneasy grin.
K'orion Mitsurugi sees her and gave such a weak and half ass smile. He laid his head on Kowa's chest struggling to keep his eyes open. "Y-y-....Yes....Ma..am...." As he slowly tried to give a nod. He took some of the potion and started coughing up bad. Some even a bit of blood from internal bleeding.
Waku Motohama: Altani, I was preoccupied with creating the exit, but I'm pretty sure I watched you punch a man into oblivion. So don't say that.
Kowa Brimaine: "Astrid, are you well enough to carry him to a bed?"
Miselda Thorn smiled softly to Waku, not arguing the ether by any means. She sipped at it slowly, sitting back up and replying to Markus in Hingan, <"You remembered the stone then..? And what of the house, and the others?">
Feyre Silvertalon took her hand and made to get up, the action labored as causes a soft whimper, but she pushes herself to standing and nods in thanks to Lucia. "How ironic, I am your mentor and yet here you are taking care of me." She was unsteady on her feet but she was standing.
Astrid Valeriant gently transfers K'orion from Kowa's hold to her own. Then, she hoists him up with a huff. "Don't worry over me. Just show me where to go."
Waku Motohama - after Miselda has taken the potion - withdraws and lets Markus do his big strong Markus thing.
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "Wasn' the one I wanted t'kill, it wasn'." She looks back to Kowa for just a moment. " 'e jus' got in m'way."
Markus Aerilius: <How much have you lost?> he said in hingan.
W'zairah Khai: "Quite the Homecoming, sure to be in the worst top 3 for a lifetime." she tried to jab at herself but it came out hollow. "You fought well, it reminded me of when we sparred."
Miselda Thorn: <"You ask that as though I have an idea.">
K'orion Mitsurugi slowly opened his eyes to see Altani and smiled
Giligii Malarigii gave up, unable to find any bowls. He instead waddled over with the lalafell-sized skillet in his arms, a mess of rice jiggling on top. The ladle would serve as eveyone's only spoon, so Gil prayed people knew how to share. "Iffen you need to eat, come stuff yer face! If you don't, still take a bite!"
Lucia Starwater carefully letting go once Feyre was standing on her own power "Think nothing of it." she said glad to see her knight standing.
Kowa Brimaine: "Here will do."
Markus Aerilius: <We lost, The house is burned and the company in shambles but alive. I know not of the leadership.>
Astrid Valeriant places K'orion on a bed that is certainly here.
K'orion Mitsurugi plays dead.
Kowa Brimaine: "You will be taking the bed alongside," Kowa says to Astrid in a tone that books no argument.
E'ko Lalia snickers softly. "Always takes by surrprrise th' firrst time a body rruns int' tha'...morre imporrtant though, th' fuckin' demon engine worrked. Shouldnae be a trrace tha' can be followed t'wherre arre now..."
Miselda Thorn: <"We met on the lawn, that.. asshole flamed the house, and we began to fight.. Though the rest of your story would fill it in a little.. Wonderful.">
Astrid Valeriant: "Kowa, I vow that I am not injured. I need to check on the others."
Markus Aerilius catches up miselda with all the details in hingan. <You did well, you saved a life.>
Waku Motohama sees that Miselda is in good hands with Markus, and moves to continue performing whatever tasks need done. Her next stop is circling back to Gil.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "M....Meeennnn....tor...." *cough*
Kowa Brimaine heaves a frustrated breath. "Promise me you will return for a checkup once you are satisfied with everyone's well-being. If only for five minutes, Astrid. Please."
Feyre Silvertalon nods, "Right, I suppose it is time as ever to see how the others are holding up. This likely has hit moral fairly hard."
Lucia Starwater nods in agreement "I am going to stay near you for the moment, I want to make sure you are truely okay."
Waku Motohama can tell the situation simply by Gil's current posture with the pan, but she can't help but say it regardless. "Oh - /drat/, did we forget cutlery? I knew we'd forget something in the rush, but... Agh, I wonder if Miss E'ko or Miss Tarva has a stash somewhere/"
Astrid Valeriant sighs softly. "I still have to apologize to Altani and you -and- the others for my gambit. I wanted to make it easier to leave me behind in the event that---" She may have continued had K'orion not said anything. With a sigh, she sits. "Very well."
Miselda Thorn nodded softly, pushing herself to stand back up. She held the stone back out to Markus, clenching it for a moment and muttering a small thanks to Aiko, before dropping it into his hand.
Giligii Malarigii stood there, the cigar almost gone. The lalafell said nothing, still holding the skillet and single ladle. Time was running out and his sole distraction was about to burn out into nothing. The nub wiggled between his teeth, eyes staring straightforward, "Don't matter, see who can eat and point me at'em."
Kowa Brimaine 's voice gentles as she settles K'orion in bed. "It would have never been easy to leave you behind, no matter what nonsense came out of your mouth."
Markus Aerilius took the stone and kept it in his pockets.
K'orion Mitsurugi trying so hard to look up he had 0 energy to move anything. He tried to speak though his body was forcing him not to. "The....Others....*Cough* *Cough*....are they...safe....Please....Be saaafeeee....*Cough*"
Astrid Valeriant sighs. "
Markus Aerilius: "Lets see to the others."
Feyre Silvertalon lets out an amused huff. "I have been on the threshhold of death many times with the Knights. I am not likely to keel over now. I will lie down and rest when I am sure I will wake from it at a decent time."
Miselda Thorn: "Thank you as well, Altani.", she smiled, offering a hand.
Astrid Valeriant sighs. "You say that, Kowa, but I know how anger can change a person." After a moment, she gazes down at K'orion. "-You- need to be quiet and rest."
Altani Dataq'kahkol grunts. She pulls a flask from her coat and unscrews the top. Her bug looks at her expectantly. "Y'ain' gettin' any, y'aint." She blinks, looking up to Miselda and taking her hand.
Altani Dataq'kahkol grunts. She pulls a flask from her coat and unscrews the top. Her bug looks at her expectantly. "Y'ain' gettin' any, y'aint." She blinks, looking up to Miselda and taking her hand.
Lucia Starwater: "Very Well, lead the way."
Kowa Brimaine: "We are as safe as we can hope for, given the circumstances. You are by far the worst off, and it is your job to heal, understood?"
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "Ah... d-didn' do nothin' special. It was all'a, ah, Waku'n Kowa'n all'a them." She shrugs. "I jus' held some bandages'n got some water."
Waku Motohama notes the expression, and in concern, kneels down to look Giligii in the eye.
Feyre Silvertalon nods and makes her way towards the gaggle of others.
Waku Motohama: Well, I for one am /starved/ right now.
Waku Motohama: How about you two? Hungry?
Miselda Thorn: "Your aid is as helpful as anyone's. You fought beside all of us, bravely. Don't discount yourself.."
Markus Aerilius: "Aye you were invaluable."
Astrid Valeriant: "Kowa is correct. Rest."
Giligii Malarigii wouldn't meet Waku's gaze until she made it impossible to do so. Gil grunted, setting the skillet down and scooping up a fistful of rice with the ladle, fat fingers offering it to the au ra. Looks like he had a line.
Altani Dataq'kahkol runs a hand through her hair. "Aye, I mean I didn' do nothin' f'healin'. Hells below'n above'n wherever the damned things are this sun, I ain't so hard on m'self as t'give m'self shite after a fight like that."
Waku Motohama pulls off her gloves, setting them in her lap and making a bowl with her palms.
K'orion Mitsurugi to look like he was about to fall asleep again but trying to stay away. He has just enough energy to look around to see some of the people in the ship. He shed a tear for he never felt so much like a failure at this moment. He looked away from them closed his eyes to try and rest his hurt body.
Feyre Silvertalon makes her way slowly through the ship, a hand pressed to her injured shoulder, and looks to Waku and shakes her head. "After what we went through just now, I am likely not going to be hungry for a time. I just want to ensure everyone is alright."
Miselda Thorn returned to wearing her typical smile, nodding kindly. "You should rest, as the others for now. It sounds as though we'll need all of our collective strengths. Have we landed yet?"
Giligii Malarigii blew on the rice and poured a portion into Waku's waiting hands. He prepared another scoop for Fey or Lucia, depending on who wanted to eat next.
Waku Motohama: Even if you don't have an appetite, try to eat something if you're able. Your body will need it to recover.
Astrid Valeriant closes her eyes with a sigh of relief after K'orion closes his. "We'll have to get them back ourselves."
Altani Dataq'kahkol nods a few times. "Aye, rest. Rest 's good, it is..."
Miselda Thorn: "I'm going outside. I need to hit something."
Giligii Malarigii grunted, "Injured eat firs'. I'll have a bite eventually." The cigar grew smaller and smaller with each puff. "Come on, gimme some hands iffen yer hungry."
Lucia Starwater: "Judging by this fight I have more work to do as far as my training goes. I was one of the lucky ones I wasnt touched. I am going to ensure our new place is well protected for the moment If you will excuse me. *doning her armor from the atherite*
Markus Aerilius: "Ill come with you, i need some air."
Kowa Brimaine: "We will," is the grim agreement as she begins to check Astrid over. "We won't let them down."
Waku Motohama chows down on the food, rather like a horse might with a treat, except she is now both the horse and the horse girl. Once she's half-way done, a sudden realization seems to cross her face, and she finishes her meal with puffed up cheeks like a chipmunk. "--Figu'ed ou'!" She mumbles, standing quickly and rushing back over to the crates.
Giligii Malarigii: "...What in blazes?"
Waku Motohama rummages among the supplies, pulling things out until she retrives a small box made out of laquered wood. With a proud smile, she strides back over to Gil.
Waku Motohama pops the box open in front of him. In it, is a fancy, well-decorated...
Waku Motohama: --Tea set! We can use the cups for bowls!
Astrid Valeriant looks completely exhausted. "I was able to see us all through it with proper planning..."
Waku Motohama looks pleased as punch with her ingenuinity. The clamshell cups have /flowers/ painted on the sides.
Astrid Valeriant: "Not that I did it all alone, of course. No, not even close..."
Giligii Malarigii lofted a brow. "You-uh...." The remains of the cigar dropped from Gil's mouth, a sigh of relief slipping past his teeth. Vice gone, the man was offered a new distraction. A noise filled the space between them. A queer sound, one that grew louder and louder. It was a laugh. A genuine laugh, one borne of tonight's insanity.
Kowa Brimaine is pleased to find out that Astrid was mostly telling the truth - aside from a few cuts and scrapes, she seems mostly unharmed. "And you will not have to do this alone, either," Kowa reassures her, cleaning and bandaging her wounds.
Feyre Silvertalon nods to Lucia. "Be sure to rest. I am going to find somewhere to sit and rest. It is much more draining to be on my feet than I anticipated." With that she moves to sit down against a nearby railing slowly with a grunt, her breath becoming slightly more labored.
Kowa Brimaine || It's a moment before the miqo'te let her be, unbuttoning her jacket with a grimace to inspect her own skin. The backfired Malefic IV has left an odd frying effect, almost, some patches darkened and almost burnt-looking alongside the gash in her side.
Kowa Brimaine || It's a moment before the miqo'te let her be, unbuttoning her jacket with a grimace to inspect her own skin. The backfired Malefic IV has left an odd frying effect, almost, some patches darkened and almost burnt-looking alongside the gash in her side.
Giligii Malarigii eagerly ladled a portion of rice into a cup, still laughing. The cup was offered to Fey. "Eat up, Firekeeper! Let loose and stuff yer face. Hahahahaha!"
Astrid Valeriant leans forward slightly, covering her eyes. "I just need to keep going for a little longer." She murmurs the words to no one in particular.
Waku Motohama joins him, taken completely by giggles. "Oh stars help us.  We are eating fried rice in an airship out of /teacups/ after a bunch of crazed zealots marched to our house and burned it down. What are the neighbors going to think? Oh Mister Gil - do you think our insurance is going to cover this?
Giligii Malarigii wiped at his eye with a gloved finger. "Iffen we're lucky dem folks set fire to th'insurance office too, hee-hee!"
K'orion Mitsurugi coughed a bit but wasn't anything severe though. Just enough to have his one eye opened to see the group of people.
Kowa Brimaine touches the skin and grimaces, buttoning her jacket again. That is a problem dealt with later. "If you need something of us, please don't hesitate to ask."
Waku Motohama: Ba--bahahaha! Oh my, oh my! Does this count as an act of the gods? A natural disaster? Ahaha!
Altani Dataq'kahkol taps a pale, cracked linkpearl hanging from her horn. A few moments pass before she speaks. "... Oi, Will..." Her voice is low, but still rough from her earlier screaming and shouting.
Waku Motohama: I swear, on the great Motohama name, I /am/ going to personally make sure that anyone accountable in this scenario is /paying/ for our incinerated couches.
Astrid Valeriant: "Kowa, can you mind that yourself or do you need assistance? We have bandages and medical supplies..."
Kowa Brimaine hesitates, sighs. "I suppose I would be a hypocrite if I refused help."
Giligii Malarigii opened his mouth to chime in, his jesting slowing down as he realized Fey had succumbed to exhaustion and passed out. Gil slammed the cup's contents into his mouth, barely finding time to chew as the greasy mess slid down his throat. "I like dat plan, let's talk business while we get dis Knight t'the rest area, aye?"
Astrid Valeriant smiles and gets to her feet unsteadily before going to find medical supplies.
Giligii Malarigii: "Or you carry the gal while I bring'em food. Or you juggle the skillet and I drag'er by th'tail."
Waku Motohama: Of course. You'll find that I love being a stickler for the rules when it suits me, and I have learned so very much about how to sue someone for property damage. Benefits of working in Ul'dah, I suppose. Very litigious people when it comes to money.
Giligii Malarigii sniggered, "If anyone can find a way t'sue some lightbound wackos it's gotta be you." With help, the pair would eventually take Fey to rest alongside Kowa and K'orion.
Waku Motohama is perfectly happy to help haul Fey along.
Astrid Valeriant plops a handful of medical supplies in Altani's lap. "Your lover is in need of medical attention."
K'orion Mitsurugi looked down at his right hand started moving his fingers but that was even hurting. He huffed at the pain.
Giligii Malarigii panted as Fey was delivered, one arm working with Waku to bring her while the other dragged the cooled skillet and rice.
Kowa Brimaine smooths his hair again. "I know it hurts, but try to keep still.
Altani Dataq'kahkol has been murmuring into her linkpearl this whole time. "M'wh-" She pauses. "Ah, hell... W-Will," she covers her mouth, saying something to the pearl. "Aye! D-don' y'f..." She grunts and runs over to Kowa.
Waku Motohama: Miss Kowa, on a scale of one to 'currently dying', how occupied are you?"
Kowa Brimaine: "A solid three."
Kowa Brimaine: "What may I do for you?"
Waku Motohama gingerly helps set Fey on the bed beside K'orion.
Astrid Valeriant looks stumped.
Waku Motohama: You need to eat.
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "Oi, A-Astrid said y'needed somethin', y'did!"
Giligii Malarigii: "Rice. In yer face. Takes two seconds." Gil stuffed a tea cup full of greasy rice.
Waku Motohama looks behind her. "As do you," she says to Altani.
Waku Motohama: They're in teacups. Sorry about that. Once the teacups are no longer filled with rice, I /also/ brought some tea.
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "I'll live, I will. Takin' care'a Kowa's more important, aye!"
Giligii Malarigii sniggered, the brain/mouth filter failing as he let loose another joke. "What d'youse take with yer tea? Sugar, cream? Too bad, rice."
Kowa Brimaine: "I appreciate the food, Waku. I have no issue with rice teacups."
Giligii Malarigii set a cup next to Kowa before offering Altani her very own grease cup.
K'orion Mitsurugi hears chatter and yet again tries to get but not even a budge.
Kowa Brimaine: "Stay still, you'll aggravate your wounds."
Altani Dataq'kahkol takes the cup and immediately hands it off to her bug. The bug totters away with the grease cup(?), clicking the whole time.
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "I'll live, I will. Takin' care'a Kowa's more important, aye!"
Giligii Malarigii sniggered, the brain/mouth filter failing as he let loose another joke. "What d'youse take with yer tea? Sugar, cream? Too bad, rice."
Kowa Brimaine: "I appreciate the food, Waku. I have no issue with rice teacups."
Giligii Malarigii set a cup next to Kowa before offering Altani her very own grease cup.
K'orion Mitsurugi hears chatter and yet again tries to get but not even a budge.
Kowa Brimaine: "Stay still, you'll aggravate your wounds."
Altani Dataq'kahkol takes the cup and immediately hands it off to her bug. The bug totters away with the grease cup(?), clicking the whole time.
Kowa Brimaine: "Waku, can...I trouble you and Gil to watch K'orion for a few moments?"
Waku Motohama: ...Aaaand, are you going to eat one yourself?
Giligii Malarigii blinked owlishly, that being the least strangest thing he'd seen this night. "...Yeah, sure."
Waku Motohama: No trouble at all, Miss Kowa. Just make sure you and Altani both put food in your mouth-holes.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "....I'm.....Not...a show....da...mnit...ughhh.,...."
Waku Motohama: If you were a show, you'd be a very charming one.
Giligii Malarigii: "Well too bad, we're watchin' you! Now don't move. If you move then yer well enough t'eat my cooking. You've been warned."
Kowa Brimaine escapes with her own cup of rice, looking tired. "I'm guessing Astrid sent you?"
K'orion Mitsurugi had enough energy to turn pink....could just be a fever. He looked the other way weakly though.
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "She did, aye. S-said m'lo-" She pauses. "S-said y'needed, ah... help." She takes a breath. "I, ah... I was able t'reach Will, them little pearls're a fair bit handy, they are."
Waku Motohama: Now I know it's annoying to stay in bed - believe me, I was once handcuffed to one because I wouldn't stop trying to get up after I got stabbed one time - I really must fuss at you to be a good patient.
Waku Motohama: Or we'll feed you the charred rice bits. They taste awful, medicine tastes awful, so I /bet/ they're good for you.
Altani Dataq'kahkol taps a cracked pearl hanging from her horn.
Kowa Brimaine smiles tiredly at her, pulling her into a quiet corner. "I see you survived," she addresses the clickbug. "Well done."
K'orion Mitsurugi quickly turned to look at Waku and made a disgusted face but then whinced at the pain that was pretty harsh. "Ah.hh.h...."
Altani Dataq'kahkol smiles to the bug. "He, ah... he had the dolls, he did." The bug is still carrying around the grease cup, as if he's unsure about what to do with it.
Waku Motohama: Shh, stop trying to move.
Kowa Brimaine: "Did he? Then he has my further gratitude."
Giligii Malarigii stared at the half-dead lad, finding time to pull out another cigar. Things were settling down and it was time to relax. For fear of Kowa skinning him alive Gil held off on lighting it and simply let the vice sit between his teeth. "Hey, less time scowlin' an' more time sleepin'. You've got a rice breakfast to look forward to in a few hours. And a rice lunch to follow."
Kowa Brimaine: "...are you hurt?"
Waku Motohama places a hand on K'orion's forehead, checking his temperature. Not that she doesn't trust Kowa, but it'd be good to be apprised of his state as well. "If you're lucky, there'll be meat in your rice for dinner. I'm glad we did that hunting exercise earlier this week..."
Altani Dataq'kahkol sighs. " 'm fine, I am. Only two'a them bastards tried swingin' at me, aye." She gives an uneasy grin. "Now one's dead'n hopefully the other chokes on smoke'n dies in a Mother-damned hole in the ground. Ah... B-but what 'bout y'?"
K'orion Mitsurugi nods his head at her very slowly. He felt her hand on his head closed his eyes slightly resting a bit. "...So....hungry....but...so much....paaaiiiinn."
K'orion Mitsurugi: "I need....To check....On the others....*Coughs a few times over*
Kowa Brimaine: "I've been on the business end of my own spells twice since joining this company," is the tired reply as she unbuttons her jacket to expose the Malefic burns and the angry red - though healed - side gash. "I would like it to not be a habit."
Waku Motohama: Excuse me, there. Are you possibly suggesting that you don't think we're capable enough of taking on that task?~ Mmmm?~
Giligii Malarigii looked to Waku. "...If I feed him, luck will have it dat he'll choke....You do it." Gil's fingers curled around the man's ankle. "Oh no you don't. Sleep before I force you with a pillow. And it ain't gonna be /under/ you, friend."
Waku Motohama taps K'orion on the nose. "Are you perhaps saying that you don't trust us? Or is your hero complex reaaaaally that bad?"
Altani Dataq'kahkol winces at the burns. "I... I did what I could, I did. D'ya need, ah, any'a this?" She gestures with the medical supplies Astrid tossed her.
Kowa Brimaine smiles at her, accepting some of the supplies and beginning to patch herself up. "You certainly killed that man very dead."
K'orion Mitsurugi starts turning pink again....must be a fever....he shook his head no in response.
Waku Motohama: ...I'll have to talk to Miss Kowa about administering medicine for possible infection...
Waku Motohama lets out a sigh, then looks over at Gil and the meal. "I think if we feed it to him slow, we might be able to get a little food down him."
Waku Motohama: I can always make him chew...
Altani Dataq'kahkol: "Ah... Aye. I, ah, I felt somethin' crack when I punched him." She grins. "Don' normally feel that when I got m'gauntlets on, so I had ta'a damn near popped his head right off."
K'orion Mitsurugi starts thinking of the potential chance she means a needle. "...Nooooo...*coughs a few times*" He was feeling attacked then cared for. Yet he still had zero energy to move let alone get up.
Kowa Brimaine patches herself up best her lagging energy will allow. "I'm proud of you."
Giligii Malarigii grimaced, nodding. "But then what if he gets the strength t'move? Bah, screw it." Gil prepares a cup of cooled rice and hands it to Waku.
Kowa Brimaine: "Shall we check on the others?"
Kowa Brimaine: "I think we've arrived."
Giligii Malarigii: "Easy lad, it ain't dat bad. Tastes like a slippery bug but with salt. Just eat and you'll feel a bit like yer heroic self again, aye?"
Altani Dataq'kahkol frowns. "O-only if y'hold on t'me, y'look..." She grunts. "Well, y'look like I'd be guessin' y'do."
K'orion Mitsurugi: "Sounds....Like...d-de-ath...."
Waku Motohama takes it, smiling down at Gil. Her expression is that of an angel, but her words... "We have belts. We can strap him down." Taking a small bite-sized portion of food between her fingers, she sets to trying to feed K'orion.
Kowa Brimaine stands unsteadily. "I will. I promise. Let's go."
Kowa Brimaine: "Miss Waku!"
Waku Motohama: Yes, Miss Kowa?
Kowa Brimaine: "I'm going outside. I will return before long to check on him."
Giligii Malarigii prepares to remove his belt, pausing as Kowa called out.
Waku Motohama: Understood!
Giligii Malarigii: "Oh sure sure! Take yer time! He's in good hands!"
Waku Motohama: Mister Gil, please keep your pants on! I don't think your belt would be long enough.
Waku Motohama: No offense.
Giligii Malarigii grimaced, mumbling, "Wouldn't be th' firs' lass t'tell me dat..."
K'orion Mitsurugi tried to reach out to Kowa but.....cant move. "h-heee....he...help....ne....."
Waku Motohama: ...Huh? Has this situation come up before?
Waku Motohama: I'm really quite curious. When else have you had to restrain someone with your belt?
Giligii Malarigii shook his head. "J-jus' feed th'man. I'll keep an eye on his legs."
Waku Motohama: Well, okay.
Waku Motohama resumes her task in getting a meal into K'orion. Sorry friend, the real doctor has gone off to be gay - you're just left with the two shits.
K'orion Mitsurugi tried to channel dark aether as a barrier but....Damn well knows that aint working. He looked away instead.
Waku Motohama: Stop that. I'm serious. ...I make a lot of jokes, but...
Waku Motohama: I really will take care of you. And you did your part today, so let me do mine. It's all... I can do really.
K'orion Mitsurugi pretends he snoring.
Waku Motohama sighs - if he's going to be like that, she'll stop trying to make him eat. But she doesn't move from his bedside, because she's not going to let someone else die in a fire in front of her. --Oh. Oops. Bad thought, bad thought, oh dear.
Waku Motohama is mostly alone now, and she is trying very hard to keep smiling so she doesn't cry.
K'orion Mitsurugi starts sense a hint of something odd he slowly looked up and tried to move up a bit but can't even do that. "...Whats...Wrong."
E'ko Lalia stops moving. Her voice is, if anything, even more tired than before. "...disnae surrrprrise tha' she'd alrrready been in a cage aforrre, guess.  Historrry rrepeatin', then." She looks around the small space, obviously searching for something. "...goin' t'havetae find morrre 'bout...how them thin's arrre built... cannae waste morre time sittin' rrround..." The woman rises unsteadily to her feet.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "Why...don't you check...on the others....*cough and whinces at the pain.*
Waku Motohama: No, no, it's fine, I'm fine, just a little something in my eye - the air, just a bit of stinging air in my eye...
Waku Motohama does her best to keep her voice level. She is moderately successful. "The others have been checked on. Everything's good."
K'orion Mitsurugi tried to give her a grin but has no energy for even that....so weak. "....You...lie....worse..then...the pain I have...."
Waku Motohama manages to laugh, but from the choked way it comes out, it's half like a sob. Please let this man be delirious enough for him not to remember this. "How duh, dare you, haha - I'm great at luh-lying, I'll have you know..."
K'orion Mitsurugi was closed his and glanced at her and give her a narrow look. "O...kaay.....if you..don't tell me...the truth....I'll...force my heart to stop....That sounds....fair...."
W'zairah Khai Concern flashes over her features. "E'ko be steady." her nose wrinkles until it pinches in unease at her sudden shift in behaviours, standing to aid her step. "The reason for my sudden arrival was that i couldn't detect her linkpearl for some days, even when we don't verse we always had our ways of checking if we were both still active." Pauses, not being able to gauge her features for response she continues. "You would not believe how horrified but relieved i was to hear of their capture.."
Waku Motohama: Wow, jeez, way to, to up the, up the... the stakes.....
K'orion Mitsurugi: "I...play....High risk...Y-your move..."
Waku Motohama bends her head, tears splashing onto the bedside now. Fuck it. Fine. If she cries now, maybe she won't break down like an embarrassing crybaby later. "...It just... isn't the, the first time... I've lost everything in a..."
Waku Motohama: ...A fire...
K'orion Mitsurugi raise a brow and looking interested. "...."
K'orion Mitsurugi closed his eyes and very very slowly laid a finger tip on her lap and gave her a better smile. Was very weak still and looked like he could die at anytime still but he gave her that much. "You....don't...need....to worry.....k...."
Waku Motohama: For guh-generations, we kept books. Librarians. Motohama after Motohama watched over the luh, library... 'S in my name. Got the, the word for book in my name even. I'm the only one that didn't, didn't burn when the Garleans came.
Waku Motohama lets out a shuddering breath. Look at this idiot, half-dead and trying to smile for her. Gingerly, she placed her hand over his. As ridiculous as he was, she appreciated the attempt at comfort.
F'ennelise Tkhar smiles at you.
F'ennelise Tkhar smiles at K'orion Mitsurugi.
K'orion Mitsurugi continues on with his expression. "Y-...you have....Us....now....."
Waku Motohama sniffles. "I do. I do, which is why yuh - you aren't gonna die. Because I'm /not/ watching another person buh... burn in front of me."
E'ko Lalia shakes her head, obviously listening but still searching around futilely. "...am glad tha' has anotherrr body lookin' out forr herr...but she's dead rrright now, y'ken. An' she's goin' tae rremain marrbh 'less can turras t'wherreverr th' amadan magarrrlein's phrrrìosan an' brrriseadh tae a-staigh an' teasairrrginn Enneh an' th' oifigearrran an' murrrt th' shiteHEEL FUCKS WHAT THOUGHT TAE TAKE MO CHRRIDH!" By the end of her rant, E'ko doesn't sound quite so tired anymore.
K'orion Mitsurugi nods and continues to smile at her and whinced at the pain from over extending to pat her but went back to his normal position. "W-...well...I a...in't dying....Besides....I don't know...how to make....my heart stop...heh..heh..h- ow ow ow......" Laughing hurts.
Waku Motohama lets out another breath. The tears seem to be stopping now, though the red puffiness of her eyes is a particularly visceral color against her ghostly pale skin. "Sure as heck aren't, cuz I'm looking over you. So easy now, easy... and don't get yourself hurt any more."
K'orion Mitsurugi glanced at her and started to lightly giggle at her. He did however roll his eyes for a moment. "Heey....do you... still have the food..."
Waku Motohama: I do. Are you ready to eat?
K'orion Mitsurugi plays dead.
K'orion Mitsurugi started to moan and looked very hesitate...."Does it....really...taste like...bugs?"
Waku Motohama: It doesn't. Mister Gil was just pulling your leg.
Waku Motohama offers him another bite of the now-cooled meal-in-a-teacup in her lap.
K'orion Mitsurugi sighed and slowly opens his mouth waiting for food.
Waku Motohama gingerly feets him a bite. "Can you chew?"
K'orion Mitsurugi slowly begins chewing and suprisingly its the only thing not hurt him. The food was....not bugs...so he swallowed it but that part diffidently hurt and started coughing.
Waku Motohama places a steadying hand on his shoulder. "Easy now, easy. Make sure you chew it thoroughly; that'll make it easier to swallow. Are you thirsty?
K'orion Mitsurugi He nodded his head but wasn't sure how he was going to drink it.
Waku Motohama grabs another pillow from one of the beds. "This is going to hurt a little; we're going to do this really, really gently so I can prop you up a bit. It'll make the water go down easier. Okay?" Waku slips her arm underneath his neck, gently finding a place to clasp him on his shoulder and help him lift his body up.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "Ahhhhh!!! *coughs a lot and starts to breath rapidly from the pain even if it was gently.*
W'zairah Khai Stares at E'ko for a moment. Then a moment longer. Reaching for her shoulder to pull her around to face her. "With the both of us fighting in her corner. We won't let anything stop us from getting her out of there by the next moon." her eyes crease in a sincere smile. "The bear may not like being caged, ooh. But you should see her when she breaks those bars to down but iron sand."
Waku Motohama: Easy now, easy, putting the second pillow under you now...
W'zairah Khai down to*
K'orion Mitsurugi grits his teeth from the pain and his eyes was glaring at how much he was feeling at once.
Waku Motohama wedges the feather-filled sack underneath him, letting him sink down into it - now a bit more propped up than before. With her other hand, she weaves her aether into soothing pulses of healing energy. She's nothing compared to Kowa, but it's still /something/.
K'orion Mitsurugi started to feel a bit more relaxed and could breath a bit better. His eyes was so baggy from the lack of energy that drained from him. "T-....Tha....t....sssss...uuck...ed..."
Waku Motohama pats his hair lightly. "You really took a beating. I'm impressed you managed to hang on after it." A pause. "We'll let that settle, then water for you."
K'orion Mitsurugi the touch on his head was making him pink agaaaain....must be a fever...again...Wonders why he keeps feeling the way he does everytime she does something like this. His pain was starting to subside. "Y...eaaah.....The explosion...rattled everything...and landed hard...debry hit...everywhere"*coughs a bit and continues*
E'ko Lalia stopped her fervent searching, allowing herself to be pulled around. Her ears were flat against her skull, and her tail lashed back and forth violently. She tensed as if she was about to do *something* but stumbled immediately afterwards. Whatever energy had been animating her marathon of planning, building, and fighting finally gave out. "...can..nae stop rright noo. Havetae find so..." she growled softly, willing her body to do things that it simply wasn't capable of doing anymore.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "That....knight we fought....I made him bleed with my best effort attack *Coughed more now* and he bleed but still stood....damn that baa- *Coughs from talking to much and throat being dry.*"
Waku Motohama lifts a skin full of water to K'orion's lips, tipping it in slowly so he can get a drink. "Here. ...You did really well, y'know?"
K'orion Mitsurugi gulpped a good bit of it and gasped for breath and felt better but throat was strained. He stared at her smiled again like a guy who hasn't slept in days. "Not....Well enough huh...heheh..."
Waku Motohama taps him on the nose again. "Shush with that. It's not your fault. Its not /any/ of our faults. We fought as hard as we could in defense of our home, and we're going to keep going from here. ...As long as we can still smile, they haven't won. A body that has hope in it never really quits."
Waku Motohama smiles at him brightly as if to prove her point before offering him another portion of rice.
K'orion Mitsurugi was breath taken by that thought and his mind was on auto pilot at this point in time with her. He couldn't help give a big smile and seemed like he was given so much hope. He quickly opened his mouth for more food.
Waku Motohama feeds him another scoop of dinner, glad to see him in slightly better spirits. "...It's why I didn't give up even after the library was burned, you know? Books have dreams in them - dad always said that. But the only reason they do is because people put dreams inside of them. A librarian protects books - but she also protects dreams."
Waku Motohama: That's my ideal, I guess. Dreams, hope. I'll smile and try to protect those things with that smile.
K'orion Mitsurugi chewed his food better this time and made sure he was swallowing it gently so he wouldn't have to feel any pain. It worked out! He heard her story and nodded. "You're like....a beacon of hope....and inspiration because...of the tramatic experience you endured through your past....My life....was the same....But you....You know how to pass that hope....it's almost blinding...."
Waku Motohama: ...Hehe. That's sweet of you to say. But - a beacon only has meaning if someone's got the strength to follow it, right? You've clearly got that strength inside of you. I mean - you're alive right now.

K'orion Mitsurugi glanced away from her to think about his words carefully. "Yeah...but you kept me alive...and Kowa....but you're still here even though your feelings are heavy....that's a beacon I can follow."
Waku Motohama: Kowa did more on that front than I did. I just got a coupla tricks I picked up, you know? Helps in my trade. When you're chasing after crime, crime sometimes tries to stab ya back!
K'orion Mitsurugi: "Well....you're....feeding me...."
Waku Motohama offers him another bite. "Mm, this is just... I dunno. It's what anyone should do, I guess? I wouldn't say I'm particularly special. I'm just the one that's here. Not that I'm denying your gratitude or anything! Just... when you're up and walking again, get Miss Kowa a fruit basket, y'know?"
Waku Motohama: ...She was beside herself, working to save you.
Waku Motohama: She's really strong.
K'orion Mitsurugi takes a bite that was offered and chewed a bit. ".....you really....don't like to compliments do...ya....heheh *Coughs a bit and swallows more of his food.*"
Waku Motohama: I just want to make sure everyone is appreciated for their hard work.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "....What about...you..."
Waku Motohama: I'm just one part in it all. And really, the greatest reward is seeing hard work bear fruit.
Waku Motohama: ...Though I guess if you want to give me a fruit basket too, I won't stop you? I really like oranges! They are the most convienient fruit.
K'orion Mitsurugi looked up at the ceiling and gave a big smile he was impressed with how she was. "....So...selfless...."
Waku Motohama: Ehhh? Haha! I can be plenty selfish! I definitely hog all the best cheeses from the snack plate. Hm, you know, I'm coming to realize that food is a true weakness of mine... I guess that's an alright trait for Sir Markus's squire, though.
K'orion Mitsurugi started to laugh but his ribs was aching something firce now from the laughing. He was giving such a big smile in his huge amount of pain he was getting. "They....really now how to....assign people...."
Waku Motohama: Oh boy, maybe I should cool if with the japes. At this rate, I don't think your body can take it! ...I think that's something this organization can do decently  well though; delegate. Take a bunch of people with disparate skills and find the right place to make 'em useful. Like Gil - we wouldn't have had half these supplies if he hadn't hopped on a cart to town the first second I told him what we needed to get done.
K'orion Mitsurugi plays dead for you.
K'orion Mitsurugi plays dead.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "Shame....For me....I didn't help with any prep....I wasn't even given orders...." Looked away starting to feel depressed thinking about how his mentor may of not trusted him. He hid his depression from her since it was bothering him before the attack and started to pop its head up again
Waku Motohama could pick up enough from what he'd said to know that he needed another Stop-With-Those-Bad-Thoughts-Mister nose boop. "Everything happened really fast, and we were trying to keep things... as quiet as possible. Most people who I personally grabbed were those I just happened to see. You showed up. You fought. You went above and beyond. ...I'm not much of a fighter, so I pull my weight on the preperation and investigation side of things."

K'orion Mitsurugi: "That doesn't....mean I should of been left out on....so much....I feel like...I shouldn't even be a squire....I have put so much attention on the orphanage....I bet my mentor thought me no use in the preparation period.....*coughed a bit*" now looked like a depressed corpse.
Waku Motohama: Okay, going to try to stop you right there, buddy. Are you honestly trying to sell me on "I'm not good enough because I was too busy helping orphans to do more, even though I /literally/ blocked an explosion with my body?" Really? Really now.
K'orion Mitsurugi: "I....Guess....I just thought....I could be trusted with details on this....I would of came to help sooner but feel like I wasn't trusted....I don't know..."
K'orion Mitsurugi: "Now I'm here...broken....physically broken."
K'orion Mitsurugi: "I can't even help anyone now....pathetic I surely am."
Waku Motohama: You're recuperating from your injuries like a normal person, because your body isn't /literally/ made of iron. Your knight doesn't think you're useless, and you're a great squire, ya doof. You're gonna rest up properly, eat your meals, get up, and bravely face a new day. Together. With us.
Waku Motohama: Also not ten minutes before you were comforting me and telling me that I was great, so shush.
K'orion Mitsurugi glanced back at her gave her a sorrowful look and flopped his head back on the pillow trying to shake his horrible feeling. Her words slowly healing him but wasn't working fast. He was feeling so much guilt at the moment. "I'll try....um...." Still looking away. "I never uh....got...your name..."
Waku Motohama: Waku Motohama. 'You'll find peace in a book by the seashore' - uh, that's roughly what my name means when translated.
K'orion Mitsurugi nodded at her gives off a cough and smiled a bit weak. "C..Cute...Mines K'orion....Mitsurgi....But with all the nonsense...You'll probably already know this..."
Waku Motohama: A proper introduction is always best. Nice to meet you, Mister Mitsurgi. It's a pleasure to be in your company.
K'orion Mitsurugi yet again he turned pink from her comment....must be a fever that just randomly pops up in akward moments. "L-l...t*tries to clear his throat* Like...wise."
Waku Motohama will have to ask Kowa about that... "Is there anything else I can get for you, Mister Mitsurgi? If I can make you slightly less miserable, I'd like to."
K'orion Mitsurugi tried to pull the blanket over him but couldn't even lift a finger though. "Bed time story?"
Waku Motohama is happy to do it for him, tucking him in all properly so he won't get cold even on the drafty ship. "Sure. If you want, I can tell one from my hometown? It's about a boy who defeats an army of ogres with some dumplings."
K'orion Mitsurugi gave her a narrow look as if he saw clown that wasn't remotely fun. "Waku I....was...kidding...." Sighs closing his eyes lightly laughing and started to whince at the pain. His energy was in the negatives now....This entire time he was channeling small amounts of aether to just talk for awhile. To distract him from the pain from his mind and body. He was more then spent but exhausted life energy. "Stay...If...Y..ant..." and passed off into some dream.
Waku Motohama can't help but laugh softly. "...I was a librarian once; I've told plenty of people bedtime stories. But, ah well." Placing her hand above K'orion's body, she weaves another bit of spellwork to help ease the pain enough for him to fall into a deep, restful slumber. At some point, she'll get some rest, but for now, she'll be here making sure no infection takes hold in his body and forces his health to take a turn for the worse.