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middleofsomewhere2021-09-11 10:10 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in middleofsomewhere2021-09-11 10:10 am
Jingyi's frown only cements when the one in his arms goes limp, though he tucks the sali closer to his chest. Dead weight feels different than struggling weight, and while easier to manage, it's disconcerting along with helpful.
He is, however, trained to respond in various ways to situations like these. He grunts, then speaks to Ryo, already stepping forward to take place in front of Ryo (sorry, Ryo, you're his squishier party here, he's going to meatshield) heading in the commanded direction.
"Who has patience when your home and people are under attack?" He pauses. "... Okay, to an extent, probably Zewu-jun."
Either way, so summoned, he leads the way to the Forever One, carrying his unconscious burden. The ropes have already loosened, and he figures should be easy enough to pull of once he can set the uncle down.
He is, however, trained to respond in various ways to situations like these. He grunts, then speaks to Ryo, already stepping forward to take place in front of Ryo (sorry, Ryo, you're his squishier party here, he's going to meatshield) heading in the commanded direction.
"Who has patience when your home and people are under attack?" He pauses. "... Okay, to an extent, probably Zewu-jun."
Either way, so summoned, he leads the way to the Forever One, carrying his unconscious burden. The ropes have already loosened, and he figures should be easy enough to pull of once he can set the uncle down.
There is a shift in their conversation, subtle as Hemla's name is spoken, but not lasting as the young sali goes on. A few seconds given to consider, before the young sali hears:
'Fine, I will see them. Tell them to bring our own, I will lead them. You, look for others, keep your head. Call if you need help.'
The uneasiness doesn't shift for Wei Wuxian and Yondu, and instead, they feel their bodies - their attention - being pulled in the direction the young sali had been taken them to. A feeling that comes with a prickling to their skin that they should continue that way - with the older sali.
'Fine, I will see them. Tell them to bring our own, I will lead them. You, look for others, keep your head. Call if you need help.'
The uneasiness doesn't shift for Wei Wuxian and Yondu, and instead, they feel their bodies - their attention - being pulled in the direction the young sali had been taken them to. A feeling that comes with a prickling to their skin that they should continue that way - with the older sali.
Their destination is not out of sight, a large building not built unlike the others around them. Some of the force of the link lessens as they start in the right direction, given them some credit they will continue in what's otherwise an easy path.
Two stone markers sit on either side of the door however, a stronger, repulsing feeling, markings glowing at their presence. They die down after a few seconds, pushed in as they're given permission to enter inside.
Inside, they come into a mix of a lobby, a living room; circular, but not matching the entire size that the building truly is. There are sali with eyes already on them, suspicious (a glance from Jingyi's horns, to Ryo's lack of them) but also exhausted, two sitting on cushions. In the centre, or by it - with in the middle a fire pit - sits a statue, the Forever One. Chin lifted, four horns that point up and back; hands on its knees, legs crossed with hoofed feet pointed upward. Lap covered, it has a dominating posture.
"Give," speaks up a sali woman, already waiting to the side for the three, arms ready to accept the unconscious one. A young child sits near the Forever One, a hand over one of its.
"Auntie--" it starts, then, "--E-Enshala says, to speak, tell us where you came from." There's a fluster, but the young sali doesn't shy away, features tight with determination. "Tell us what you want."
Two stone markers sit on either side of the door however, a stronger, repulsing feeling, markings glowing at their presence. They die down after a few seconds, pushed in as they're given permission to enter inside.
Inside, they come into a mix of a lobby, a living room; circular, but not matching the entire size that the building truly is. There are sali with eyes already on them, suspicious (a glance from Jingyi's horns, to Ryo's lack of them) but also exhausted, two sitting on cushions. In the centre, or by it - with in the middle a fire pit - sits a statue, the Forever One. Chin lifted, four horns that point up and back; hands on its knees, legs crossed with hoofed feet pointed upward. Lap covered, it has a dominating posture.
"Give," speaks up a sali woman, already waiting to the side for the three, arms ready to accept the unconscious one. A young child sits near the Forever One, a hand over one of its.
"Auntie--" it starts, then, "--E-Enshala says, to speak, tell us where you came from." There's a fluster, but the young sali doesn't shy away, features tight with determination. "Tell us what you want."
Edited 2021-09-17 08:20 (UTC)
It takes a moment for him to realize what Jingyi is doing, and then he speeds up, settling in to walk alongside Jingyi and giving him a pointed look. Just because he's squishier doesn't mean he can't handle himself.
Though Jingyi does have a point, in his words if not in his actions. "Fair enough." There had been no clear and present danger on the center island; there definitely is down here.
The pull on their bodies leads to a building, and Ryo hesitates as that feeling of warning flares up again - but it dies down, and they are allowed to enter.
And immediately scrutinized. And questioned.
He really should have been thinking about what to say when they did get to speak to the Forever One - Enshala, evidently - but when would he have had the time?
But that train of thought is unhelpful at best, and he needs an answer, and...weird as the truth is going to sound, it's also their best bet here. "We come from another world," he says, simple and straightforward. "We - all of us - travel from world to world, helping people who are in danger or in need. We found out about the storm, and the birds, and we came to help you." It's all he has, at the moment. Hopefully it's enough - if not to convince them entirely, than at least enough not to get them thrown out or attacked.
Though Jingyi does have a point, in his words if not in his actions. "Fair enough." There had been no clear and present danger on the center island; there definitely is down here.
The pull on their bodies leads to a building, and Ryo hesitates as that feeling of warning flares up again - but it dies down, and they are allowed to enter.
And immediately scrutinized. And questioned.
He really should have been thinking about what to say when they did get to speak to the Forever One - Enshala, evidently - but when would he have had the time?
But that train of thought is unhelpful at best, and he needs an answer, and...weird as the truth is going to sound, it's also their best bet here. "We come from another world," he says, simple and straightforward. "We - all of us - travel from world to world, helping people who are in danger or in need. We found out about the storm, and the birds, and we came to help you." It's all he has, at the moment. Hopefully it's enough - if not to convince them entirely, than at least enough not to get them thrown out or attacked.
Jingyi gives a pointed look right back, because in this conversation they haven't actually had, it's not a lack of Ryo handling himself, but a presence of Jingyi being able to take more hits so that Ryo is free to move as he needs to, thanks. Teams work in coordination, right? You give each other opportunities!
All of this feels so pointed, and he resists shaking his head to shed the sensations they feel along the walk, his tail behind him twitching and lashing at the tip in agitation. Once they're up those stairs and inside, he's blinking at the circular room, the sali and their exhaustion, and then handing the uncle off to the sali addressing him.
"There might be chafing," he says to them, nodding toward the ropes neatly (and not cruelly) acting as restraints, "He struggled before we got here."
When the youth sitting with the Forever One, with Enshala, speaks, Ryo's the first to answer. Jingyi knows he would have put it differently, but aside from a glance at Ryo, he doesn't contradict him in the where question. Instead, he approaches the rest of it, tail held low and curling back and forth behind him:
"We want you to instruct us how to help. We don't know your islands, your people, or your needs. We won't be here long, we never stay more than two handfuls of days. Make use of us in whatever ways you can to address the ills the red storm blew in."
All of this feels so pointed, and he resists shaking his head to shed the sensations they feel along the walk, his tail behind him twitching and lashing at the tip in agitation. Once they're up those stairs and inside, he's blinking at the circular room, the sali and their exhaustion, and then handing the uncle off to the sali addressing him.
"There might be chafing," he says to them, nodding toward the ropes neatly (and not cruelly) acting as restraints, "He struggled before we got here."
When the youth sitting with the Forever One, with Enshala, speaks, Ryo's the first to answer. Jingyi knows he would have put it differently, but aside from a glance at Ryo, he doesn't contradict him in the where question. Instead, he approaches the rest of it, tail held low and curling back and forth behind him:
"We want you to instruct us how to help. We don't know your islands, your people, or your needs. We won't be here long, we never stay more than two handfuls of days. Make use of us in whatever ways you can to address the ills the red storm blew in."
Okay so. Elidibus. Obviously Tanks with a bulkwark of WORDS.
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2021-09-17 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
It occurs to Elidibus that this Jingyi must be a very young dragon.
Who apparently doesn't know the definition of letting one person speak for them all. Or discretion. People might notice the slight sigh that escapes the Ascian, provided they're not distracted by the stunning candid nature of the young dragon's answer.
Otherwise, Elidibus's expression doesn't waver, nor does the polite tone of his voice which very neatly interjects over anything else Jingyi might try to say. Anything.
"My companion's words may sound confusing if you're not familiar with the Void between worlds or what we call Voidtreckers." Elidibus doesn't attempt to claim Jingyi's words are far from the actual reality. In fact, he chooses that moment to allow a wry smile touch his lips.
"The vessel that conveys us seems to act independent from its organization. And it has called us from our various worlds without consent. But many of us do agree to carry out its missions to offer aid to world such as yours. Whether we are heroes for it or simply trying to survive our circumstances is something for you to decide."
As the sali offer a counter proposal, Elidibus studies the natives of the world. Finally, he nods.
"In that case, there are multiple messages we would like to offer. First, from Hemla. The Forever One wishes to inform those whom it would concern that they are fine. They have also suggested their school can aid us. Your world's energy is foreign to us and is causing some difficulties. We would like that message to be passed to the school Hemla spoke of."
The Ascian pauses for a moment to gather his words again.
"As I mentioned our arrival happened on the central island. We have established a small camp there and would like permission to remain. Please tell your people that we are willing to offer aid. Whether it's help with repairs, rescue or escort. If you need more willing hands or someone to investigate certain areas, we may be approached. If there are those of you who simply wish to speak and learn more about us, that too may be accomplished."
Then he turns to address Kiyoiri and Jingyi. Though the latter gets a very stern look however briefly. "Do either of you have messages you wish to add?"
Who apparently doesn't know the definition of letting one person speak for them all. Or discretion. People might notice the slight sigh that escapes the Ascian, provided they're not distracted by the stunning candid nature of the young dragon's answer.
Otherwise, Elidibus's expression doesn't waver, nor does the polite tone of his voice which very neatly interjects over anything else Jingyi might try to say. Anything.
"My companion's words may sound confusing if you're not familiar with the Void between worlds or what we call Voidtreckers." Elidibus doesn't attempt to claim Jingyi's words are far from the actual reality. In fact, he chooses that moment to allow a wry smile touch his lips.
"The vessel that conveys us seems to act independent from its organization. And it has called us from our various worlds without consent. But many of us do agree to carry out its missions to offer aid to world such as yours. Whether we are heroes for it or simply trying to survive our circumstances is something for you to decide."
As the sali offer a counter proposal, Elidibus studies the natives of the world. Finally, he nods.
"In that case, there are multiple messages we would like to offer. First, from Hemla. The Forever One wishes to inform those whom it would concern that they are fine. They have also suggested their school can aid us. Your world's energy is foreign to us and is causing some difficulties. We would like that message to be passed to the school Hemla spoke of."
The Ascian pauses for a moment to gather his words again.
"As I mentioned our arrival happened on the central island. We have established a small camp there and would like permission to remain. Please tell your people that we are willing to offer aid. Whether it's help with repairs, rescue or escort. If you need more willing hands or someone to investigate certain areas, we may be approached. If there are those of you who simply wish to speak and learn more about us, that too may be accomplished."
Then he turns to address Kiyoiri and Jingyi. Though the latter gets a very stern look however briefly. "Do either of you have messages you wish to add?"
Kiyoiri, frankly, visibly rolls her eyes at Jingyi's words. Great job pal. Elidibus recovers for them quite well. Patiently listening, and waiting, she moves so that Takechirou can actually stand again. Best to continue any conversation without someone smushing themselves onto the dirt.
"Mm. Only a few things... Among our determined tasks in investigating the source of this storm and how to banish it, some of us were going to visit the western island... ...if there is anyone in need of help there, it would be good to know so that we can assist..."
A pause, and she looks to Takechirou. "...Somewhat unrelated though...but Takechirou as my partner, is meant to take the form of something or someone, a 'hero' who will be of most help, from my home. He took this form after Hemla got excited..."
...
"...I apologize for him frightening you, but...I have to ask if you would agree that this looks more helpful, because it was unexpected..."
"RRRrrrrrr...?" Takechirou, as much as a tyrannosaur can, looks somewhat insulted.
"Mm. Only a few things... Among our determined tasks in investigating the source of this storm and how to banish it, some of us were going to visit the western island... ...if there is anyone in need of help there, it would be good to know so that we can assist..."
A pause, and she looks to Takechirou. "...Somewhat unrelated though...but Takechirou as my partner, is meant to take the form of something or someone, a 'hero' who will be of most help, from my home. He took this form after Hemla got excited..."
...
"...I apologize for him frightening you, but...I have to ask if you would agree that this looks more helpful, because it was unexpected..."
"RRRrrrrrr...?" Takechirou, as much as a tyrannosaur can, looks somewhat insulted.
Curufin's eyes widen a little as he feels that invisible hand patting his shoulder. It feels like a spirit hand, or an energy being. However, being a longtime practicer of mind-speech, Curufin can decipher the message this being sends him via feeling and implication.
"Yes, I'd like to connect with you. I have questions. But you are warning me that one or both of us will experience pain as the price of connection? That's all right with me. I can live with that, if you can. How do we do this, then?"
"Yes, I'd like to connect with you. I have questions. But you are warning me that one or both of us will experience pain as the price of connection? That's all right with me. I can live with that, if you can. How do we do this, then?"
Confusion mixes into the looks of suspicion the exhausted sali already wear, the unconscious sali and the woman who took him already having left to the room through a clothed doorway. One sali opens their mouth, but then they look towards Enshala. The younger sali sits with a somewhat wide-eyed expression, glancing at Ryo and Jingyi from the statue, then settling on them again.
"Everyone wants to know what you want in return. Your price. We won't accept help from anyone if the price is too high."
The young sali speaks these words as if their own, backing them, chin even lifting with its voice firmer.
"If the debt is fair, we will accept you."
All eyes turn to the pair.
"Everyone wants to know what you want in return. Your price. We won't accept help from anyone if the price is too high."
The young sali speaks these words as if their own, backing them, chin even lifting with its voice firmer.
"If the debt is fair, we will accept you."
All eyes turn to the pair.
There is an answer in the link already there, a 'hold (you will see)', and the connection reaches through into Curufin - not looking exactly to probe his mind, but to make a telepathic link. There is a stronger sensation this time, a deeper prickling inside his being, uncomfortable; from two energies mingling that shouldn't be, but all from Curufin's side, a reaction to the energy of the being.
First, gratitude comes through, then an apology for not using words - a sense that if they did, it would be uncomfortable. Energies not tangling well. A promise to investigate.
Name: This is one that comes with a deeper discomfort, painful, as they show for him their language that make it. Hemla.
It lingers for a few seconds, and then the statue - Hemla - pulls back the connection. An apology, before directing Curufin's attentions to the East, towards the bridge they sit by.
Home. Danger. A red storm, minds delusioned. Scrambled.
First, gratitude comes through, then an apology for not using words - a sense that if they did, it would be uncomfortable. Energies not tangling well. A promise to investigate.
Name: This is one that comes with a deeper discomfort, painful, as they show for him their language that make it. Hemla.
It lingers for a few seconds, and then the statue - Hemla - pulls back the connection. An apology, before directing Curufin's attentions to the East, towards the bridge they sit by.
Home. Danger. A red storm, minds delusioned. Scrambled.
'I will. Thank you.'
"The Forever One will see you now. Bring him, and be on your best behavior, or you'll be sorry," the young sali says not with the tone of a threat but more like a child trying to warn another about a strict adult. "I've got other things to do now."
And with that, the young sali runs off, calling for people who need help and for her lost woolie.
"The Forever One will see you now. Bring him, and be on your best behavior, or you'll be sorry," the young sali says not with the tone of a threat but more like a child trying to warn another about a strict adult. "I've got other things to do now."
And with that, the young sali runs off, calling for people who need help and for her lost woolie.
Their price?
The utter weirdness of talking to a living statue, he can handle. The fact that his magic isn't working correctly, he can handle. It's this - it's putting a price on his help towards people who need it - that wrongfoots him entirely, and he can't keep the look of surprise off his face. He comes from a world where help is given as needed, with the understanding that it will be repaid in kind the next time someone else needs help, and for the most part life on the train has worked similarly. What are his skills worth, in an even exchange?
He doesn't have an answer, and he's pretty sure that much is obvious.
"We-" Oh gods he has no idea what he's doing. "We, uh-" Oh, he has nothing. He shoots a nervous glance up to Jingyi, praying that he's got a better idea of how to handle this. Please help!
The utter weirdness of talking to a living statue, he can handle. The fact that his magic isn't working correctly, he can handle. It's this - it's putting a price on his help towards people who need it - that wrongfoots him entirely, and he can't keep the look of surprise off his face. He comes from a world where help is given as needed, with the understanding that it will be repaid in kind the next time someone else needs help, and for the most part life on the train has worked similarly. What are his skills worth, in an even exchange?
He doesn't have an answer, and he's pretty sure that much is obvious.
"We-" Oh gods he has no idea what he's doing. "We, uh-" Oh, he has nothing. He shoots a nervous glance up to Jingyi, praying that he's got a better idea of how to handle this. Please help!
Jingyi, who has a thought and is about to pull out the things he'd shoved into his qiankun pouch, stops when Ryo looks at his way all nervously. He blinks in return, lifts his eyebrows, then looks over to the young sali and the Forever One.
Okay, so he doesn't charge for the Lan protections such as they are, but he sure knows bargaining in town, so here we go!
"Assistance in adapting to the energies of your world, as much as can be worked out. What time any of the Forever Ones can spare to work with us to that end I think? Hemla was trying that with a few of us, and sending others to a collective of Forever Ones to the East. Leave to keep camp on the central island. Potential lending of supplies to handle the situations being faced side by side with your people, to be turned back over to the sali after. Shared food and water resources if possible. Uh... do you have... a mending kit I could borrow?"
Jingyi looks down at the various lacerations through his sarong with a frown.
"... Maybe a few mending kits. I can't wear clothing that's not easy to get in and out of when I'm shifting," he says, which explains very little unless someone here saw the dragon who turned humanoid after landing with Ryo earlier. "And this is all I've got."
They are clearly very well supplied assistance. (It would probably help if one of the most put together looking Voidtreckers who doesn't have to presently run around in a sarong were delivering these words, but alas, poor Ryo's there with Jingyi.)
Okay, so he doesn't charge for the Lan protections such as they are, but he sure knows bargaining in town, so here we go!
"Assistance in adapting to the energies of your world, as much as can be worked out. What time any of the Forever Ones can spare to work with us to that end I think? Hemla was trying that with a few of us, and sending others to a collective of Forever Ones to the East. Leave to keep camp on the central island. Potential lending of supplies to handle the situations being faced side by side with your people, to be turned back over to the sali after. Shared food and water resources if possible. Uh... do you have... a mending kit I could borrow?"
Jingyi looks down at the various lacerations through his sarong with a frown.
"... Maybe a few mending kits. I can't wear clothing that's not easy to get in and out of when I'm shifting," he says, which explains very little unless someone here saw the dragon who turned humanoid after landing with Ryo earlier. "And this is all I've got."
They are clearly very well supplied assistance. (It would probably help if one of the most put together looking Voidtreckers who doesn't have to presently run around in a sarong were delivering these words, but alas, poor Ryo's there with Jingyi.)
[Ayumi's used to crawling across ship rigging like a spider, she'll atttempt to climb straight up the ship.]
The sali in the room look at one another, more so the older ones slouched with their arms on their laps, two sali covered to their shoulders by wool blankets. "Enshala," one scoffs hoarsely with a look to the Forever One, and the other speaks "Maja" in a clipped tone, a warning given in their glare.
The sali - Maja - sighs with a shake of their head, looking away at first, but then looking at Enshala, in timing with the other sali. ... while the child, mostly looks between the sali with a brow knitted in concern for the most part; a face they try to hide from Ryo and Jingyi when they remember them in the room, quickly turning away.
Until it's time for their duty, and they look again, uncertainly, but not shying away.
"Everyone agrees to speak about this more when our people outside are safe. Bring our people, and bring yours here too. That's what they-- that's what we say," they correct quickly. "We will tell everyone not to attack anyone that looks weird, but talking's hard 'cause of that storm, but Enshala's gonna push it back!"
Their fists are balled at their sides, and if they had a face to show colour to it, it would surely be showing now in their attempt to sound older than they are. But their head snaps to look at the non-sulking sali, asking, "Auntie?", a silence in the air for a few seconds before they nod their head - "Yeah!" - and look back to the Voidtreckers.
"If you can help outside, we'll take your clothes and fix them. We have fine cloaks," they're sure to emphasise smugly. "You can strip and find out when you want."
The sali - Maja - sighs with a shake of their head, looking away at first, but then looking at Enshala, in timing with the other sali. ... while the child, mostly looks between the sali with a brow knitted in concern for the most part; a face they try to hide from Ryo and Jingyi when they remember them in the room, quickly turning away.
Until it's time for their duty, and they look again, uncertainly, but not shying away.
"Everyone agrees to speak about this more when our people outside are safe. Bring our people, and bring yours here too. That's what they-- that's what we say," they correct quickly. "We will tell everyone not to attack anyone that looks weird, but talking's hard 'cause of that storm, but Enshala's gonna push it back!"
Their fists are balled at their sides, and if they had a face to show colour to it, it would surely be showing now in their attempt to sound older than they are. But their head snaps to look at the non-sulking sali, asking, "Auntie?", a silence in the air for a few seconds before they nod their head - "Yeah!" - and look back to the Voidtreckers.
"If you can help outside, we'll take your clothes and fix them. We have fine cloaks," they're sure to emphasise smugly. "You can strip and find out when you want."
Elidibus isn't having the best time either but he's fortunate. Between the SCA and having a host body, he has several layers of insulation against the immediate effects. He is also ancient and experienced, and is fairly powerful. Yet by no means is he unaffected; it just takes a bit longer for things to set in. The world is taxing him in ways that simply have not been experienced. At least not in a very long time.
He almost finds it a pity that the circumstances don't permit him to enjoy more of the challenge to adapt.
"I will attempt to steer us through them. I find these markers no more pleasant than your companion," Elidibus offers. He glances toward Kiyoiri for a moment before returning his attention to the surroundings. His eyes are constantly searching, his senses, all of them, observing, analyzing, attempting to sort through the foreign aether.
"Pray inform me if it becomes too much to bear for either of you. I would rather you remain aware of your limits, instead of attempting to foolishly match mine."
...Yes. It does come across as arrogant. But one thing Kiyoiri has probably learned about Elidibus this mission is that he doesn't intend it condescendingly. It wouldn't do any of the three good to have one of their group become compromised because they decided not to speak up when they needed rest or had a problem.
To his credit, whatever the extent of his power or his view of the others, Elidibus accepts Kiyoiri and Takechirou's presence as part of a group working toward a common goal. He does not dismiss their aid or input.
"What have you observed so far of the markers? This village and the presense within?"
While they make their way toward the partially opened gate, Elidibus is not just keeping track of the markers. He's attempting to establish how they work and what they're for. The Ascian pauses and frowns.
Then he looks to Kiyoiri again. "Is there anything you wish to prepare before we enter?" On his part, he's making sure the sword is loose in its sheath and his shield is likewise able to be readied at a moment's notice.
He almost finds it a pity that the circumstances don't permit him to enjoy more of the challenge to adapt.
"I will attempt to steer us through them. I find these markers no more pleasant than your companion," Elidibus offers. He glances toward Kiyoiri for a moment before returning his attention to the surroundings. His eyes are constantly searching, his senses, all of them, observing, analyzing, attempting to sort through the foreign aether.
"Pray inform me if it becomes too much to bear for either of you. I would rather you remain aware of your limits, instead of attempting to foolishly match mine."
...Yes. It does come across as arrogant. But one thing Kiyoiri has probably learned about Elidibus this mission is that he doesn't intend it condescendingly. It wouldn't do any of the three good to have one of their group become compromised because they decided not to speak up when they needed rest or had a problem.
To his credit, whatever the extent of his power or his view of the others, Elidibus accepts Kiyoiri and Takechirou's presence as part of a group working toward a common goal. He does not dismiss their aid or input.
"What have you observed so far of the markers? This village and the presense within?"
While they make their way toward the partially opened gate, Elidibus is not just keeping track of the markers. He's attempting to establish how they work and what they're for. The Ascian pauses and frowns.
Then he looks to Kiyoiri again. "Is there anything you wish to prepare before we enter?" On his part, he's making sure the sword is loose in its sheath and his shield is likewise able to be readied at a moment's notice.
Ryo relaxes just a bit as Jingyi takes the lead, tension releasing across his shoulders. The 'price,' such as it is, is reasonable, though the last request has him looking full-on at Jingyi, his tattered sarong, and his-
Open wounds.
They're not bad, from what Ryo can see, but he's still standing next to a friend while said friend is bleeding and he hasn't helped yet.
He's kind of a scattered mess today, and it's long since past time he pull himself together.
"We'll put out a call and let them know to come here and bring anyone they can," he says, addressing the child - they're obviously speaking for Enshala, and treating them like the adult they're trying to be should help. It'll be easy enough to call their friends with the SCAs, and the wording gives them wiggle room when it comes to sali who won't listen or are openly violent. Not everyone is going to be able to handle them as well as Jingyi.
"And we can help you outside if you tell us what you need. Just...give us a few minutes to get patched up first, please." In terms of both Jingyi's clothing and his injuries. "We'd be grateful for a spare cloak."
Open wounds.
They're not bad, from what Ryo can see, but he's still standing next to a friend while said friend is bleeding and he hasn't helped yet.
He's kind of a scattered mess today, and it's long since past time he pull himself together.
"We'll put out a call and let them know to come here and bring anyone they can," he says, addressing the child - they're obviously speaking for Enshala, and treating them like the adult they're trying to be should help. It'll be easy enough to call their friends with the SCAs, and the wording gives them wiggle room when it comes to sali who won't listen or are openly violent. Not everyone is going to be able to handle them as well as Jingyi.
"And we can help you outside if you tell us what you need. Just...give us a few minutes to get patched up first, please." In terms of both Jingyi's clothing and his injuries. "We'd be grateful for a spare cloak."
Jingyi, who's at least glad nothing here devolved into shouts or attempts at violence, merely looks perplexed for a moment.
"Yeah, we would as long as we can, but you're not wanting me to strip right now, are you?"
Sure, he's used to nudity in various contexts, but that's a bit much! He's just also not sure if the smugness at their cloaks is a "you'll never want to wear anything else" or not, but he just. Has no filter not to ask like that, right then and there.
"Yeah, we would as long as we can, but you're not wanting me to strip right now, are you?"
Sure, he's used to nudity in various contexts, but that's a bit much! He's just also not sure if the smugness at their cloaks is a "you'll never want to wear anything else" or not, but he just. Has no filter not to ask like that, right then and there.
"Prepare, no," Kiyoiri starts, motioning for Takechirou to stop for a moment. She quickly climbs on, making herself comfortable. Her medical pack is ready, and that means so is she. "For Takechirou's safety however, I'm going to keep contact with him...." Looking ahead, she frowns.
"...If this becomes a problem at all, it might be better to turn around however." Ultimately, the extent of Kiyoiri's 'spiritual powers' are that she can help power Takechirou- which isn't really a spiritual thing so much as a pure magic thing- and that she can, technically, summon spirits to a location.
That one isn't exactly a passive ability. Being otherwise human, she suspects, leaves her the one at an advantage between the three. (She does not point that out, however.)
Kiyoiri looks to the markers again. "...They're placed in a clear manner of a path- but what I can do is still limited to observation," she warns. Anything beyond sight, sound, smell...it's going to be on Elidibus- on anyone with actual spiritual reach. "...With that in mind however, we shouldn't tamper with them." For all they know, they are the local Forever One and Village's partial protection.
With this island as deeply attacked as it clearly is, they need that.
"...If this becomes a problem at all, it might be better to turn around however." Ultimately, the extent of Kiyoiri's 'spiritual powers' are that she can help power Takechirou- which isn't really a spiritual thing so much as a pure magic thing- and that she can, technically, summon spirits to a location.
That one isn't exactly a passive ability. Being otherwise human, she suspects, leaves her the one at an advantage between the three. (She does not point that out, however.)
Kiyoiri looks to the markers again. "...They're placed in a clear manner of a path- but what I can do is still limited to observation," she warns. Anything beyond sight, sound, smell...it's going to be on Elidibus- on anyone with actual spiritual reach. "...With that in mind however, we shouldn't tamper with them." For all they know, they are the local Forever One and Village's partial protection.
With this island as deeply attacked as it clearly is, they need that.
"Strip when you want to," the young sali replies, sounding perplexed themselves, looking to the one they had called 'auntie' before. Said auntie sighs, a deep exhale that empties their chest, eyes closing, then looking to the two under tired lids.
"Strip now, strip later, we don't care. Decide for yourself, both of you. Can you fight? Can you retrieve people confused, who don't listen? We want them here, brought back. You..."
They pause, adjusting the blanket around them, their head hanging as they come to a silence. The younger one in the room is watching them with a worried expression, then looks at Ryo and Jingyi.
"If you help people, then help people! Get rid of the birds! The birds!"
"Strip now, strip later, we don't care. Decide for yourself, both of you. Can you fight? Can you retrieve people confused, who don't listen? We want them here, brought back. You..."
They pause, adjusting the blanket around them, their head hanging as they come to a silence. The younger one in the room is watching them with a worried expression, then looks at Ryo and Jingyi.
"If you help people, then help people! Get rid of the birds! The birds!"
It's all Ryo can do not to put a hand over his face at Jingyi's question. There's a time and a place for that, and this really isn't it.
"I'm a healer. I tend to our fighters, and I can help your injured." Simple. Straightforward. Jingyi can speak for himself, when he's not asking about getting naked in public. "Is there a safe place for us to prepare? A room, or something?" Is there a place where they can take care of themselves, and be away from the sali so they can talk amongst themselves, and generally just relieve the pressure of this conversation before it goes completely south? If the pressure on their minds a few minutes ago had been any indication, Enshala isn't going to stand for any nonsense or time wasting, so it's best if they head that off at the pass.
"I'm a healer. I tend to our fighters, and I can help your injured." Simple. Straightforward. Jingyi can speak for himself, when he's not asking about getting naked in public. "Is there a safe place for us to prepare? A room, or something?" Is there a place where they can take care of themselves, and be away from the sali so they can talk amongst themselves, and generally just relieve the pressure of this conversation before it goes completely south? If the pressure on their minds a few minutes ago had been any indication, Enshala isn't going to stand for any nonsense or time wasting, so it's best if they head that off at the pass.
"Okay..!"
Though it's still more easily said than done. After all, it's still an entire beam, and Madoka is only one girl.. but thankfully now all the debris is gone from the top of it, it's just the thing itself she's got to lift. So Madoka puts her hands on the bottom, pulling it up. It's not moving up too far, but it's moving up enough for the sali's leg to be freed from its current position, with the beam now hovering over it, rather than pressing down on it.
"T.. There we go..!"
Hopefully the sali can move that leg by themselves though, or there's still going to be a problem here. Especially since Madoka is getting a little red in the face from all this lifting effort..
Though it's still more easily said than done. After all, it's still an entire beam, and Madoka is only one girl.. but thankfully now all the debris is gone from the top of it, it's just the thing itself she's got to lift. So Madoka puts her hands on the bottom, pulling it up. It's not moving up too far, but it's moving up enough for the sali's leg to be freed from its current position, with the beam now hovering over it, rather than pressing down on it.
"T.. There we go..!"
Hopefully the sali can move that leg by themselves though, or there's still going to be a problem here. Especially since Madoka is getting a little red in the face from all this lifting effort..
Well, the answer here seemed obvious. After a quick glance around the area, Danny makes his way towards the crashing noises.
Jingyi tentatively holds up his hand.
"I'd like to strip outside with Ryo please," he offers, because his tail's already starting to curl forward and place all its remarkable tailtuft of fluff at strategic levels up front.
For the rest, still with his hand tentatively up in a pause gesture, he adds, "I have no problem fighting, I'm trained in it. I can safely bring people back here, or get them to chase after me to the same effect. As for the birds, get me arrows, I can work on them too."
Another pause.
"Thank you."
"I'd like to strip outside with Ryo please," he offers, because his tail's already starting to curl forward and place all its remarkable tailtuft of fluff at strategic levels up front.
For the rest, still with his hand tentatively up in a pause gesture, he adds, "I have no problem fighting, I'm trained in it. I can safely bring people back here, or get them to chase after me to the same effect. As for the birds, get me arrows, I can work on them too."
Another pause.
"Thank you."
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