[MOVED THREAD! Authors: Jester as Kuro Kiraa, Nightcandle as Rizzen, and Small Wonder as Beatrid]
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After enough travel through the village of Connlaoth, three individuals slowly approach the palace gates. Two Mordecai, supporting one guard. The ninjesque Mordecai, Kuro, signals the guards at the gate with the bloodied arm he used to not be able to move. Peculiar.
"This one needs medical attention as soon as possible." He notes, gesturing towards Rizzen. Hopefully, their pace was fast enough to get him to the palace on time to save his life.
Small Wonder
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Whew...finally, finally, they'd made it. And what a familiar situation this was. Yep...seemed she was always dragging someone to the infermary, which was, in itself, pretty sad.
At least this time that someone was fairly conscious.
...or so, she thought.
"Hey, you're still there, right?" she asked, shifting the guard a bit roughly in order to shake or jolt him. "You better be. Remember what I said about kicking?" Her tone was nonchalant, as usual, but in truth she was concerned. Nonchalant and uncaring was simply the image she liked to project and, in times of crisis, it really came in handy. Panicking did no good for anyone; stay calm, keep a clear head, and you could tackle any issue. Even if she didn't really feel so calm, if she at least pretended to, it could sometimes lead to manifesting the real emotion...or, at least, a cheap copy of it, which was sometimes all that was needed.
She could see a group of people rushing in their direction, carrying a stretcher between them. Good. The guard Kuro had flagged had been fast...
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It lives!!
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When the group got to the palace Rizzen was starting to wonder why everything around him was starting to look like a bad watercolor painting. Everything was so damn blurry, and how come he seemed to be moving without much effort. For some reason he thought that some girl with oddly colored eyes shot him. Odd.
From the outside, Rizzen's eyes were open, quite glazed over, but still open. He was still half walking, a few drops of blood leaking from the coat-bandage every other step. His breathing was also erratic, he'd be barely breathing for a few moments and suddenly suck in several loud panting breathes.
When he was shaken he glanced over at one shaking him. A blob of skin and hair color, the hair color was a bit long, a woman. Yeah, it was a woman. She was saying something confusing though, something about him staying here and that he knew something she said about kicking.
"Where else would I go?" he asked softly, watching the colors from the sky and some new color start bleeding into her coloring.
After Kuro signalled to one of the guards the others hopped to opening the gates so the medics could get out and the Mordecai could assist the guard inside.
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The guards were akwardly fast right now. Kuro stood his ground to support Rizzen until the guards with the stretcher reached them. Kuro released the wounded guard when the medics got ahold of him and laid him down on the stretcher. Kuro still stood his ground as Rizzen was hauled off to be taken care of. He glances at his blood soaked arm, wondering how well it's healing.
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Heh.
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"Who knows?" she replied to Rizzen, shifting him over to the medics so they could load him onto the stretcher. The sooner he was on it, the sooner he could get the help he so badly needed. That wound never had stopped bleeding, from the looks of it. Crap. "Just hang in there, or else. You'll be fine."
Glancing over at Kuro as the medics went off on their way, her gaze hardened a little, becoming more stern. She didn't know Kuro well, but she knew him well enough to know he was foolishly stubborn, and therefore thought she could make a prediction as to what he was about to doâ€"act macho, like he wasn't in pain, and tend to his wounds himself. "You too. Go with them, Kuro. You need to get taken care of, too, y'know."
She perked an eyebrow, looking him over. Yeah...what an understatement. He was shot up in more places than Rizzenâ€"though, luckily, no vital areas, unlike the unfortunate guardâ€"but was standing his ground like it was nothing. Beatrid frowned slightly. He was a good actor, but nothing he said would make her believe that those wounds didn't hurt.
"Go on. Those could get infected. You'll need to get the...ah...bullets out of them, too." She winced slightly.
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All the world's a Watercolor @_@
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Rizzen was glad to be put into the stretcher and carried away. Not having to walk on his hurt leg was a relief, and the sky wasn't half as distracting as the view he had while standing. The blue-grey sky and white/grey clouds smeared together rather nicely...
At least until a green smear capped with a long smudge of dark chesnut appeared in it. He had a feeling it would be quite angry from the way it seemed to move a bit before stopping suddenly and then moving along with the stretcher.
It didn't say anything, at least Rizzen didn't think he heard anything. He wasn't deaf, he could hear the shuffle of footsteps and other little minor palace noises. If this one decided to say something he definitely would have heard it.
Then, as sudden as it appeared the it was gone. Though, it seemed to stomp off in quite the huff. Rizzen could only hope that his good luck would extend to the healing of his leg...
To those seeing with eyes that weren't fogged over with anemic dizziness Rizzen's green smear topped with a chesnut smudge was a woman. She wasn't noticeably tall or short, was wearing a green and brass military uniform similiar to Rizzen's, and was scowling, muttering to herself and stalking towards the Mordecai with her arms crossed and feet stamping angrily against the ground. This was Sergeant Fahmida, a woman most Connlaothian soldiers pointed out as an example to their children when they were explaining how appearances could be deceiving.
"You two! Mordecai," she ordered once she was within five feet of them, stopping and uncrossing her arms to plant a hand on her hip. "The brass needs all those available to report to the village ASAP, you'll be accompanying me."
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Kuro's gaze soon turned to Beatrid when she began to speak. He places his right hand on the area where his side wound should be.
"I'm fine, Beatrid. The bullets passed on through. Nothing to worry about." Kuro explains in a slightly emotionless tone. That's about the time the Sergeant approached. Kuro glanced in her direction and felt a bit disgusted. He didn't like Fahmida much.
"No arguements here. I'll meet you two at the village." Kuro finishes, turning about to walk in the direction of the castle gates. He didn't want to linger around Fahmida long.
