spring rain's got nothing on me.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[there's a bloody corpse lying awkwardly against a wall. it's identifiable as a Kairi, wearing what appears to have once been a large blue hooded sweatshirt. the front of it is ripped beyond repair though, exposing a bloody, shredded and crushed torso.]

[someone's looking just a tad healed, and with a sharp inhale, there's suddenly life. and then she promptly starts choking on the left over blood in her throat.]


(ooc: Poor girl had a bit of a run-in with fem!Saix.)

Comments

[walkthelight.livejournal.com]

[oh dear. she warned about this. kneels to the corpse's level and kinda talks to the spirit.]

Well?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

I was just walking by... I didn't even say anything.

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[doesn't respond, for obvious reasons. look at her, all tear-stained, her expression set in horror. poor girl.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

I should have been there... Jeez. I'm sorry, for what it's worth.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[well if she could hear him, she'd be touched.]

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[oh wait, what's this? life?]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

...Kairi?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[cough cough ow. shifts and groans, eyes cracking open.]

is phoenix down; got it from a Sooooora.

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

...well.

[stares at the mess of the girl, eyebrow raised, sighing and kneeling by her. Carefully, he uncaps a small bottle, pressing it to her mouth and forcing it down her throat, keeping her head tilted so it goes down and doesn't just sit in her mouth. Aaaand waits.]

Actually screw that, I'm impatient.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[w-well, that would be the sound of her horrible wound closing up, and oh hey, is that her breathing?]

as far as scarring goes, it's up to you, but she should be healed all the way now

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

[just watches; he's an awfully human looking god right now]

'k. just mental scars then. \o/

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[breathes deeply, eyes snapping open.]

What--?

[oh. oh god. she died. moves a hand to her stomach, then up to where her ribcage had been crushed by the claymore. all whole? well, will just be crying now.]

haha

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

[...n-not as planned.]

--ah, little one, you are alive?

[banding.livejournal.com]

K-Kai--

[...stare.]

sdjsdk Pliku D:

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[continues to be dead.]

[banding.livejournal.com]

[can't breathe can't breathe can't breathe-]

K-Kairi..

[it's not like no one's seen a mouthy brat cry before, but this one's uh.. he'll just be crumbled in a heap over her, if that's okay.]

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[if she could, she'd be telling him not to cry, but if she was alive to do that, he'd have no reason to be crying anyways.]

[banding.livejournal.com]

[no, no he wouldn't, so he'll just soak a part of her hoodie that isn't already soaked in blood and hope to god this is all a really bad dream.]

YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[--oh. no.]

I'M SORRY I WAS BORED. and no one was around to rescue her.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[sorry, but yes.]

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[or maybe not!]

o u.

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[jskld scrambling back.]

--what?

C:

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[rolls over a little, a shaky hand moving to her healed stomach. coughs a few times, spitting out blood and looking towards the voice.]

R-Ri...ku...?

[stranding.livejournal.com]

[... ajklfs panic panic panic okay and now he's taking off his jacket, starting to clean her face and the blood off of her.]

K-kairi? You're alive?