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[derping]

Characters: Ratchet, Sora (OU) - BACKDATED to the 18th and the 28th of May.
Setting: Staircase near Floor 38; later, in the Infirmary.
Format: Action
Summary: A newcomer bites off more than he can chew; luckily, there's someone around to lend a hand. Later, they talk! CR building get.
Warnings: Blood and serious injuries on the part of Ratchet. Otherwise just...friendship?



[Sora had added something new to his daily routine. Every day, he would head down to a floor with a lot of space - usually the meadow, since it was one of the nicer floors - and he tried to practice using his Keyblade. He didn't know anything advanced, and he hadn't started any real training yet. But he was trying to figure out what he could on his own - doing the best he could without searching for monsters outright. He'd say it was a lot like swinging around his old wooden sword back on the Islands, but it really wasn't. The idea was similar, but he wasn't just messing around anymore. The Keyblade was different. He needed it - at any second, he might have to defend himself, or his friends, and he wanted to be more ready than he was right now. Sora was pretty serious about figuring out how to use the Keyblade well, in a way that he usually wasn't with other things. He knew that this was important, and not just for his own sake.

In fact, that's where he was headed now, leaving the lounge area behind him. He was alert, though, as usual when using the stairs. Which is why it isn't long before he notices something in the distance - a shape on the stairs that isn't moving. Try as he might, though, Sora can't see much yet. Could it be some kind of monster?

Or was it someone who needed help?]

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[derping]

[At first, Sora was still being cautious, even though he wanted to rush to see what it was - but this was a place where you very quickly learn to be careful, so that's exactly what the boy is doing. But as soon as he gets close enough, the figure starts to look more familiar. It was someone he had met once before, he was pretty sure. And they didn't look like they were in good shape.

That's when he starts to run, very quickly closing the distance between himself and Ratchet. This looked really bad. When he gets there he leans down, nearly sitting on the stairs so that he's not hovering over Ratchet.]

Hey, what happened?

[guardiano_perduto]

[A noisy clatter would be Sora's response following, the Omniwrench slipping out of blood-stained fingers and partially down the staircase. But Ratchet himself was back on the floor, the Lombax laid out on his side, with an arm awkwardly trapped under his chest. To even think of moving right then would be a completely inane action; he knew how bad he was hurt, and he knew he was still bleeding out.

Though he still hears the voice. He's not completely gone yet. The footsteps draw closer and the Lombax manages to shift his head against the staircase, blearily blinking up at the form above him.

--oh.

Oh, Orvus, it was the kid.

His tongue runs over his lips as he struggles for an answer that didn't sound too stupid. But that was hard when stupidity had gotten himself into this position in the first place. So, dry as his voice was, he tries to speak.]

...s'what happens when you don't got your Navunit.

[He tries a laugh, though it comes more as a struggling cough.]