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[ It's a very, very exhausted Xion who is now finally home safe and in bed after a long day. Being returned from a death penalty removal only to end up in a vicious fight with your once boyfriend can take a lot out of a girl.

She and Riku had healed her up as best they could, agreed to tell no one, and left it at that. It was the best they could do, to try and keep the peace. Peace they both desperately needed.

Though now she was home, and warm, Xion found she could not sleep. Her deeply aching arms did not help matters. They'd have to be looked at -- hopefully by someone who didn't know any of her friends...

With a sigh, she starts up a voice post. ]

Hey, guys. I'm back. [ weak smile. ] Sorry for taking off like that.

[ ... okay, this isn't working. she needs ... she doesn't know what she needs, but she doesn't want to be alone right now -- and it'd almost be too risky to go find someone else in the household. if she let slip the truth....

it has to be someone else. (and definitely not Sanji.) it doesn't take her long to decide who. ]

( Luke | Locked 100% )

... hey. How are you feeling? [ if you're still sick she is not gonna bother you 8|

after a beat, she'll add the following for the general population, because it will probably come up later in the night, knowing her luck. ]

( Filtered away from the KH cast | Locked 80% )

So... if you couldn't sleep, what would you do? To try and get to sleep, I mean. Though I guess I wouldn't mind knowing how you'd pass the time, too...

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[ some of the answers are making her remember that... she was just getting to know Sanji back then herself.

... herbs, you say. ] Herbs? Could they help me sleep? [ headtiiiilt. ]

[srs nod] I have to know more than mushi, you know.

[ and a warm smile creeps in through his voice] I still have some saved from the summer, that haven't lost their potency. [he's never looked too much into synthetic medicine on the lighter end, even with the resources available]

-- that is, unless the sleeplessness is being caused by something specific...?

Mushi... hehe, I guess so. [ she doesn't know much about the mushi, still. has heard tell, but not much more. she'll file that away, to ask about later.

before she can reply to his offer -- one for which she is grateful! -- he asks that question.

he's gotta ask that question, of all questions. of course he does. there's a pause on her end too long to be natural. ] ... I usually can't sleep because there's a lot on my mind.

Ahh. [a hum, and a rueful curve to that smile]

That ailment seems to be as common as the cold, in this place-- and just as stubborn to cure.

[ quiet, for a moment. for whatever reason ... it feels like she could trust Ginko. but at the same time ... yeah, double checking this filter, taking a deep breath, and-- ]

Ginko, if I tell you something -- a secret -- can you promise not to tell anyone? Especially not Sanji. He'll get really mad.

[He blinks, faintly surprised-- but nods just as quickly. Because sweetheart he's seen Sanji get mad on your behalf in the past, and it's something he's quite willing to prevent...

Simply-] Of course.

[ well-- that's why she trusts him. she knows he knows what Sanji's anger is like ... and what it'd mean.

her voice, though, is very quiet when she speaks. ]

... I got in a fight. [ laughs, the sound of it sad and a little hollow. ] A bad one. I got all cut up... we healed a lot of it, but my arms still hurt. The pain was really ... bad. I don't know why. [ shakes her head. ] Even without the pain, I know I'll be thinking about it all night. That's why I asked what I did.

[his first thought to this is immediately]

-- was it someone who had been trying to hurt you?

No, no, I ... actually, I went after him. I didn't even have a weapon. ... I wasn't thinking. [ obviously. says that last line in kind of a mumble. ]

[raaaised eyebrow. Did you, now? -- why does he feel like this is a lovers quarrel.

That thought aside.] Did you get healed up properly? [yes, he heard "a lot of it"-- but he is a mushishi and he is emphasizing "properly" B| ]

[ because you are annoyingly perceptive, mushishi. considering that's pretty much exactly what it was. ]

Um... we tried, but... [ short answer: no. ]

[That's all he needs to hear, regardless of who he's talking to. Calmly, but firmly] Then you should see someone, before you get an infection.

[pause] Good thing I was already heading out with these herbs. [u__u What, did you think those sounds were him sitting and not going through that reliable wooden box?]

But... the doctor I usually see is Chopper, and ... [ obvious proble-- wait.

wait. wait ... wait really. ]

.... you mean you--?

[nonchalantly] I have absolutely no idea where I'm walking to, though.

Had you even been to my house before we...? [ A HUGE SIGH. there's no way she can deter him. she'll just figure out a way to get him there. ]

I can't get you inside ... Sanji would have to tell you the location. I can meet you outside, though. It's-- [ ah. hm. the magic stops her. ] ... head for the intersection right next to the Straw Hats' place. I'll meet you there.

[an easygoing Nah, to the first-- and points for accepting the inevitable; he got to his feet as soon as "Sanji will get mad" and "still hurt" fit together.]

I won't be long. [can't help muttering with obvious interest] That's really some trick...

[ Sanji is often just as stubborn. She's learned the path of least resistance is often, simply, to agree, and let herself be taken care of. ]

Okay. I'll see you soon. [ she hears his mutter, and smiles, closing the journal. She'll probably explain a little more when he gets there.

Either way, a short while later she'll be waiting at their agreed meeting spot, all bundled up with a hat and coat and scarf -- she's still not feeling that well, so she's trying to keep warm. ]

[...it's one of those traits they refuse to admit they share.
Ginko, box in tow, arrives in short order.]

Hey. [a smile. And then promptly-] Where would you like to go? [because he has the exact same thought about the cold]

I'm not sure... maybe the clinic?

[ she glances back at the house -- though she sees it, she knows Ginko can't, and it makes her thoughtful. ]

[he nods. He figures they can slip past the back of Seventh Heaven easily enough >> ... on the chance.

And on the way-]

....

So.

[meaningful look, a touch dryly] What was this, a fistfight?

[ ... that's a rueful smile. ] No. It was ... complicated. And he had a sword. I just had my magic. That's why I got hurt so badly... [ shrugs, a jerky motion that speaks of guilt. ]

[levelly, although an eyebrow ticks up] A sword, huh? [...no wonder]

Well ... something like that. [ she's not sure what his weapon is, exactly. It's not a Keyblade... ] Either way ... all I was able to find to block was a stick. It didn't help very much. [ curls her arms around her middle with a weak smile that fades quickly ] ... you know, it was the first time I was able to feel pain in such a long time. It ... felt like it hurt so much more than it should have. I couldn't stop crying.

[a grunt, that says exactly what he thinks about that. Couldn't stop crying thins his mouth in a frown for a moment, but his tone is as quietly matter-of-fact as always-]

The difference would be very sharp, if you think about it... [they've come up on the clinic, by now] But that means your body is working as it should. It's more dangerous to live without pain. [he's seen both natural and less natural examples, in his time-- skin burnt, left to bleed; fingers gnawed by rats. No- pain is much better.]

I know. I'm glad I got it fixed. I just... [ a pause, and a soft noise as she briefly holds her head. lord, but she does not feel well. she wasted what little energy she had fighting Riku, and being hurt on top of sick... she doesn't stop walking, though she is briefly a little unsteady. ]

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