the storm finally found me

[uprisings]

Characters: The Summoner and YOU
Setting: Between the thirteenth floor and the infirmary
Format: I will follow!
Summary: The Summoner really needs a hug except for the part where his ribs are broken
Warnings: Mentions of violence and blood?? Rampant self-loathing??? Various existential and emotional crises?????

[He stays where he is for a long time after the Highblood leaves, staring rather blankly into the air. He has not felt this low since he was a child. Since before he met Pyralsprite, and that thought is… absolutely hysterical to him. He has fought his whole life and it took a week and two trolls to bring him back here, where he questions every single one of his thoughts, his movements, everything. He does so much wrong, how could he have forgotten that]

[So he laughs because what the hell else is there to do. He wants nothing more then to sleep the rest of forever away, but he can’t as his body is quick to remind him. He’s coughing violently into his hand before long, unsurprised when after the fit has ended there are speckles of blood on his palm. Fuck. He wanted to skip the trip to the infirmary, but if his lungs are punctured…]

[The climb to his feet is truly agonizing, and he knows walking will be worse. There are little things in him muttering that he deserves it and he just can’t bring himself to argue with it. Yes. Of course he deserves it. Whatever. How many flights is it to the infirmary? He should’ve paid better attention in the past]

[Ah well… The first push off is the worst, and then he’s moving out of the cathedral and down the halls, one arm wrapped around himself while the other uses the wall for support. He’s tired. Let’s get this over with…]

Comments

[lethechained]

[Precisely. She is the twiggiest twig ever to twig and lifting a butterfly would probably still be difficult for her. --Oh, wait, technically she kind of is.]

[OUCH that hurts, man, and she kind of yelps, just a little, both from the pain and the fact that she didn't expect it, but she doesn't move for fear of making things worse. She's just gonna deal with that discomfort there until he's okay, no big deal. Is she bleeding-- She manages to keep her mouth shut after that, at least.]

[uprisings]

[...LKJSDF I laughed]

[WELL THEN the yelp definitely brings him back a little, and his grip loosens up. And then his breathing evens out as much as it can and he... lets her go for real. His voice is only a faint rasp though: ]

Sorry.

[lethechained]

[B)]

[Oh, man-- she's relieved to... you know, not have claws in her shoulder, but she's also hoping he didn't let go before he was ready.] It's okay, really--! [She was halfway to reaching up to check the damage, but she stops guiltily. No need to make him feel worse.]

[uprisings]

[Glances at her, and... nods faintly. It's okay, you can check it. It doesn't look too bad from his perspective, but he also gets up and walks eleven flights of stairs with his chest broken in so... maybe his perspective is a little... messed up]

Are you, okay...?

[lethechained]

[... Well, since she has his permission. She reaches up to check and cranes her neck to get a look - no, no blood, okay. It's all good. Any marks will surely fade soon enough.]

[Nod! She is the most okay, clearly.] I'm fine...! But-- are you? [That's considerably more pertinent.]

[uprisings]

[HE'S NOT FINE AT ALL SLDKJF But he just... shakes his head and... waves her off a little. Don't worry don't worry]

I'll, make do.

[lethechained]

[He'll have to forgive her indeculity, but she at least has the decency not to badger him about it. Still,]

If you need help, all you have to do is ask. [Or just grab, whatever. This is apparently her way of saying she's cool with claws in her shoulder if need be.]

[uprisings]

[...slowly... looks... all the way down to her. He just has a really hard time seeing how she could help ahahalsdkjf But he nods anyway, for the sake of not being contrary]

We are uh. Almost there, right? I think, I will... be able to, make it. But uh... thank you.

[lethechained]

[Yeah, it's true, but she'd try, at least!]

... Right, I think so. If you're sure. You're welcome.

[uprisings]

I'm sure.

[He's not, but... you know... gotta stay positive and all that. And on that thought he starts moving again... sobs well he's nothing if not resilient I guess]

[lethechained]

[Resilience is probably a good thing in a place like the tower.]

Okay. [He has her support! In more ways than one. It's totally his decision to make. Brb, following after him.]

[uprisings]

[He really appreciates it!!! More then he can... say... although that's not surprising because he's getting shorter and shorter of breath as they go along here]

[AT LEAST... they're finally on the infirmary floor and the sigh of relief he breathes at the realization actually... shakes him down to his bones. Oh god he's so... happy aughsldkfjlsdkjfklk]

[lethechained]

[Oh wow, they actually made it--]

[Naminé's pretty darn relieved, herself, but he's not out of the woods yet. Now, then, hopefully someone will be around to help. Brb, glancing around hastily in search of creepy medical professionals.]