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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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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. ]

[without saying anything, he just reaches over to support her. He's not going to press for conversation until it's clear she feels better.]

[ "sorry" is the immediate word that comes to mind. but it's Ginko... she just bows her head and breathes slow and quiet until the feeling passes. once she's steady again, she gives him a quiet, apologetic smile. ]

Thanks. I think that's just what I get for going and getting in a fight right after getting a death penalty removed. [ ... pretty wry humor, coming from her. ]

That's about right. [wryly-- but also with a smile. Ginko is as thoroughly egalitarian as his pirate counterpart is prone to favoritism, with blame and praise both.

But fortunately, they've reached their destination.]

[ hey, she doesn't mind. it's true, after all. her smile turns a little more amused, but she doesn't otherwise respond. instead, she notices they've arrived and sighs in relief, heading inside. warmth! no more walking! thank goodness. gently, she rubs at her arms, fighting off a wince as she looks around for a place to set down. ]

[Once she's sitting to rest, he's busy in his box-- pulling something in a paper packet out and setting it aside, before turning around in clear medical-mode. Arms crossed-] How many places did you get cut?

... I'm not sure.

[ she'll pull her jacket off, then gingerly roll up the (loose) sleeves of the long sleeve shirt she's got on. there are bandages rolled around her forearms, but somewhat to her dismay, they are stained with blood. not soaked, merely stained -- but still. they'd done a less thorough job than she'd believed. no wonder they still hurt. there's something a little wounded about her expression, as she looks at the damage done, but she makes a valiant effort to hide it, after a moment. ]

I've got a cut on my side, too...

[Without a word, he carefully lifts one of her arms-- for all her strength, looking pretty small compared to his broad hands-- and even more carefully unwinds the bandages. There's a faint glow and feeling of warmth from one hand, that should hopefully ease any pain in the process.]

[ seeing it all again, raw and open, brings back a whole wave of deeply negative feelings. even though she and Riku resolved things... it had to come to this. they couldn't work anything out for months... not until she got so badly hurt she started screaming and crying.

any earlier trace of ease or just ... plain feeling even a tiny better about this whole thing has vanished, and she's silent now, deeply withdrawn. all she does when he starts to unwrap the stiff bandages is shut her eyes, otherwise unresponsive. of course, that's probably mostly due to his bit of help at taking the pain away... but maybe she's a little emotionally numb, too. ]

[he won't speak until he's seen to the rawest hurts, until the red lines of injury start to fade and become hard to discern. Then he sits back on his heels and looks at her]

How does that feel?

[ it takes a moment for her eyes to flutter back open as she wakes from her troubled thoughts. she blinks twice more, coming back to reality properly, then twists her arms gingerly before lightly passing her fingers over her skin. ... after a moment, she nods. ]

... it's a lot better. Thank you, Ginko. It doesn't hurt so much, now...

Mm.

And the rest of you? [a slight smile that isn't in his lips-- slightly questioning tilt of the head]

[ ... not sure how to interpret that question, she shakes her head. ] Just here. [ lays a hand over her side. ] That's the only place it still hurts.

[ if he means something else, well, she's not going to get into that. ]

If that's so... [He copies the gesture, with the same green light-- noticeable without illuminating anything-- until he feels the faint tugging in his mind that tells him it's been effective.]

[ she sighs quietly once it's done. she still aches, a little, all over -- but that, at least, is not from the fight.

again she thanks him, quietly, but ... otherwise, she doesn't seem to know what to say. ]

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