paixaorpg | Li to the rescue! ....again. [Complete]

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Li to the rescue! ....again. [Complete]

Character(s): Linali Li and Rin
Content: Rin's in trouble so Linali's going to help him!
Setting: Eastwards between Actua Are and Auntie Unde's [J7-H7]
Time: Late Afternoon, a little before dusk.
Warnings: None really. Nobodies don't bleed. ♥

Because the main door was locked, Linali had to use her window. Before leaving, she neatly folded a clean t-shirt and carefully placed it into her first-aid kit, which was really a handbag with all the instruments. Cotton, scissors, thread, cottonbuds, peroxide, bandages, etcetera. Hoisiting the argyle bag onto her shoulder and tying her hair, the dark-haired girl walked to the back of the room, in line with the open balcony. A subtle nod, and took a running start and leaped off the guard and shot into the air. It was like a repeat of the day she met Gunzi.

'Enbu: Kirikaze!'

A human missile, a giant wasp: she was too fast to be caught, too destructive to mess with. The ground was a blur until her speed decreased and she fluttered to the ground, a few yards away from that familiar general store. Eyes narrowed, she scanned the street. Everything was closed, quiet... save the unearthly noise the monsters hissed with each movement. Black boots hurriedly clicking away, Linali searched for the Igura participant.

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Rin had positioned himself against the door, where he had placed a table on its side so the back was flat against it. His katana was still out, blade prepared, and his other hand was resting on his side to stop the blood flow. He didn't realize it was that bad until he had stopped talking to Linali to assess the situation. "Hm... white things all over the place," he began talking to himself idly, drumming his fingers on the hilt of his sword under the tsuba. "Bleeding, bruising... good day so far." He said sarcastically, bitterly. However, he shifted somewhat so that his blue-green eyes could peer over the top of the table and through the broken window out to the street.

White things galore... and... what? He heard clicking, and followed the noise.

He shifted up to his knees a little, and peeked out further. A girl. His eyes narrowed, and he considered a moment before he slid the chair slowly away and opened the door cautiously. He held his sword just out of sight, sliding his journal away from his knees so he could crane his upper body out of the doorframe in absolute silence. Until of course he decided he should call out for the teenager. "Linali-chan, over here." He was quiet but loud enough at the same time, and knew that the girl would hear him. "Quickly." Well duh quickly, she got here pretty damn fast, idiot.

"Rin-san!" she gasped, relieved to find him. As he bid, she swiftly slipped into the empty home. Taking a seat beside him, she pulled down her med kit, unzipping it and extracting the shirt she had promised. It was a deep red, like ruby wine. She laid it onto her lap and took out balls of cotton and peroxide and gauze. She smiled at him with soft eyes, frowning sympathetically.

"Ready for your treatment, dear patient?"

Rin waited for her to enter before he slid the table against the door again after shutting it, positioning his sword carefully against one of the legs and sitting his journal aside him. Blue-green eyes followed Linali as she sat down, before he smiled warmly though a bit forced due to his irritation and worry.

"I must thank you again, Linali-chan. Risking your safety and coming to help me..." he wasn't even going to ask how she got out of there without Gunzi tagging along. If attached to someone, he noticed that he didn't often leave them. He pulled his jacket off the shoulder he had rested it on, placing it on another leg of the table to dangle. After this he pulled his shirt partway off, over the shoulder on his left since that was where the bite or scratch or whatever that thing had left behind was. "Ready whenever you are, doctor."

"It's nothing, Rin-san. Just doing what a friend would," she smiled, unfolding a towel. Linali stood on her knees as Rin uncovered the wound. She grimaced at the sight of all that blood. "Ooh.. that's deeper than I expected..." she winced as if she was the one wounded, which on an emotional level, she was. She pressed the white towel against the cuts, holding it down gently as she poured some cool water to dampen the dried blood and clean it off effectively.

Once cleaned, Linali took out a square of cotton moist with peroxide. "This might sting!" she warned; then wet each incision with the clear liquid. "After that dries, I'll put some betadine. Your injuries aren't profound enough to require stitching, thankfully. Here, the shirt I promised." She handed the newly-bought cotton. It was one of the shirts she bought for Gunzi, but he had not worn it yet.

Gunzi... I hope he saw my note. Hmm, I'll check my journal in a bit.

"It was deeper than I expected as well," Rin said idly, smirking a little and scratching at his blonde hair with his non-bloody hand. He hardly even twitched when she put the peroxide on, though his lip did curl up a little. He was well adjusted to pain, but the sting of the clear liquid did provoke something out of him. "That's good at least. I wouldn't watch the stitches to rip or anything if I got in another fight..." Rin would probably open his wounds if he fought, though, but he wouldn't think of that.

Pulling his shirt off the rest of the way, he frowned deeply at the orange cloth before wiping his bloody hand off on a spot lacking blood. He always did like that shirt, but he couldn't wear it forever. Taking the shirt from Linali he gave her one of his truthful warm smiles, before setting it on his lap. "Thank you, Linali." Then the blonde thought a moment, before reaching for his journal and opening it up. He browsed for a moment, before his brow apparently knit together. "... Niisan," was all he said, and in the meantime began a... rather nice conversation with his brother.

It wasn't until partway through it did he realize a problem in having him and Linali go to find his brother... she'd want to take him back to the hotel... where Gunzi was. His brow furrowed even more when he realized the error in mentioning Linali knew him. "Damnit."

Dropping the used and bloody towel in a ziplock bag and doing the same with Rin's orange shirt, Linali rolled them into a corner of her bag. She checked the floor, making sure that she had everything, and zipped the kit closed. She then took out her own journal. It was that same moment she saw the blonde man scowl. Concerned, Linali leaned over to him. "Something wrong, Rin-san? Does the gauze bother you? --! I hear them... we should go soon, Rin-san."

".... No," Rin said lightly, eyes softening only when they looked over towards her. However, they narrowed a little when he glanced back to his journal. "I... I told Shiki we were going to find him... And I hadn't meant to, but I told him you knew Gunzi..." he seemed to pout and frown at the same time, and somewhat looked like a kicked puppy. Shaking his head, he shut his journal after assuring Shiki he would come look for him anyways.

He smiled a little however and pulled the the red shirt on now. "Linali-chan, we should go... but I'm not sure I should go with you... Niisan... Niisan is near Muspelheim. But he and Gunzi don't get along at all..." Rin was torn in two at the moment; he wanted to face his teenage fear of Gunzi and go with Linali because she was a nice girl, but he needed to help his brother. He needed to.

Linali's fist tightened over her lap. Her brows knitted, frustrated. The soft expression he gave only aggravated her. It was clear he was drawing an unwanted line. "But... well, you don't have to stay with me and Gunzi. I'll assign a separate room in a separate wing, and I'll keep Gunzi from bothering Shiki. I promise! Please? And beside.. Muspelheim is so far, and you're wounds are freshly dressed."

She cast her eyes to the floor, pensive. She sat silently, going over options in her head. She did not want Rin to go over there as he was, but she didn't want to be selfish either. This was his brother after all. She signed resignedly. "I...I understand how you feel... in that case, I'll take you as close to Muspelheim as I could!" She stood, grinning and offering a hand for Rin to help himself up with. "Let's go to the roof. We can get out more easily that way."

Rin listened to her a moment, pulling his jacket back on and then putting his journal into an inner pocket close to his body. He smiled now at her words, reaching over towards his sword and shifting to stand. It didn't take him long, it wasn't that difficult for him to move despite the wound. It was only his side, after all. But... he had to be careful anyways he supposed.

"I'll think about the idea of seperate rooms, Linali-chan." He kept the smile, tilting his head to look over at her. "But it's up to how Shiki reacts..." he shook his katana off, just in case anything was on it, before sliding it with expertise across the top of his scabbard to slide into it. "Let's go see niisan, then." He grinned a little, although it wasn't full-heartily. His brother would strangle him, wouldn't he?

Nodding, she went ahead and ascended the cement stairs to the top floor. she spared a moment to look around and glance out the window while waiting for Rin to catch up. It was empty like all the others, except the walls weren't painted and there were no curtain poles atop each window. Inhaling, she smelled the scent of wood--wood? Linali raised her head. Those must be the stairs leading to the roof! She moved towards a wall. "Aha!" she chimed. The board was lacking a rope, but it had a semicircle cut on one end. She positioned herself right below; then sprung up, grabbing hold of the detachable stairs.

Success!

The wind rushed in, blowing her hair fiercely. The girl quickly questioned herself what floor she was on. Well, no matter. She smiled at Rin who was now on the same floor, feeling accomplished. "I'll warn you now that we'll be going pretty fast and pretty high," she said with a playful grin.

Quietly now, Rin followed with his hand under his tsuba like he normally walked when pensive or thoughtful, considering what he had said to Shiki with a bit of forlornness to him. He wanted to getalong with his brother, not fight with him... but if he had to fight to get along, so be it. However, when he heard her chime out her cheer to finding the door to the roof, he raised his head and lost the upset and went for curious. Observing her leap, he tilted his head like a curious animal before smiling a bit.

Well, proved she could handle herself; she got there fast and she was quite the jumper.

"I don't mind. I've had worse experiences than heights and speeds." He assured that his katana was tightly in his sheath and the sheath tightly on his belt. Afterwards, he buttoned the inside pocket shut that contained his journal, despite the risk of the pocket popping at the seams. Of course, Rin wasn't about to go into details about worse experiences, it probably wasn't smart.

"You're right," she chuckled. "You could always close your eyes if you're scared! Anyway..."

Linali had to bend down a little to reach the roof, but when she finally stood on the flat, grainy stone, the girl immediately set to determing her route of travel. She took out her journal which became a sort of compass to her. She turned three steps to right, watching the digital arrow revolve as she did so. Receiving the correct coordinates, she nodded. She looked over her shoulder to Rin, strands of raven hair blowing into her face. "Where would you like to stop? I'm thinking Morem o Lisboa, or the hospital...which I have a feeling is closed. Do you know where your brother is approximately? I want to leave you as close to him as possible."

A chuckle escaped at this, and Rin raised a brow a little under his sunny hair. Well, at least Linali was about as cheerful as he was usually. She did get him in a slightly better mood than what he was a moment ago.

"I'm not sure. He just said he was around Muspelheim... He's stubborn." the blonde sighed a little, tilting his head up so that his hair slid from his face as he followed her in a slight stooped position. When he got up to the roof with her, he glanced around before scratching at the top of his head idly. "I... I think I'd like your help finding him, Linali-chan... You seem to be able to avoid the creatures quite well... but... I'll still have to think about going back to the hotel with you." He was trying to think of the safety of his stubborn-ass brother, as well as the safety of Linali. A fighter or not, Shiki and Gunzi getting into it was probably not safe.

The hair in her face was beginning to bother her, so she brushed it aside. Luckily when she turned her back to the wind, the breeze died; but better not say anything otherwise she would jynx herself. She smiled again, heavily-outlined eyes compassionate. Linali was not unaware of the lighter mood of her new friend.

She listened to him as if every word was preciously important, nodding understandingly. Then he talked about sticking with him in his search. She frowned a little. She had promised Raven that she'd go to her... what to do? She could not deny Rin, but she didn't want to leave Raven waiting with an abandoned vow. Also, there's the distance. The other woman was only a mile away...

"Um..." she began gingerly, uncertain of her plan. "Well, if I remain with you until you find Shiki, I will be sure of your safety." She now nodded confidently, a hand upon her chest. "Let's go, Rin. We're losing time!"

Linali neared Rin, blushing a little. She shyly raised an arm as if to touch him. She was examining him now that she had to prepare for takeoff. The exorcist wasn't sure if she could make it there safely in one trip; he was rather tall... if only Rabi was here. His hammer was more convenient in situations like this. Her lips pursed and tugged to one side. Embarassed, she looked up at him, laughing a little. "Excuse me for asking, but may I know how much you weigh? I'm not sure how to carry you..."

"Hm," Rin was one for observation, and took note of the frown easily which was the cause of the 'hm.' There was another mission for her while she was out here. Well then, he could infer from this that was the answer at least of the frown. He wouldn't question it, he'd just make sure Linali was sent on her way for whatever she needed to do as well. Besides, Gunzi was hard to handle when he got bored or worried, if memory aided.

"Don't worry, I don't think it'd take too long... you tend to know when niisan is in the area after a fight," he chuckled a little, tilting his head again and placing his hand under his tsuba again. It was just a natural position for it to go, thumb poised against the bottom as though prepared to push it out suddenly for a fight. It was probably a natural defense after those years in Igura.

Ah? Blushing? Blinking blue-green eyes he observed her arm, before now it seemed she was looking him over. "Ah? Weight?" He scratched at his cheek with the hand not near his sword, shrugging a shoulder. "Around seventy kilos, I think." If he were Shiki he would never let her carry him. Although one thing that would've nice was if he was still about the size of Linali, actually. "Give or take. I haven't weighed myself in a bit of time..."

She giggled a little. He was pretty thin! Reminded him of Allen. She then wondered if Rin had a good appetite like the white-haired British boy she fondly thought of.

"Well, then I'll have to hold you this way. I hope you don't mind..." she slipped an arm around his waist and hoisted his free right arm around her shoulder. She winked at him with a grin. "You'll have to run with me on the count of three, okay?"

She walked backwards a few paces, leading him in step. Soon, she was able to hear something scale the building. She didn't bother to look as her eyes narrowed. "Ready, Rin? This is it!

"3...

2...

--1!"

If he was bothered by her arm any, he didn't show it. Smiling at her giggle, he raised a brow up to hide in his hair again before shaking his head with a chuckle. Rin then decided that Linali's laughter was somewhat contageous. Surprisingly, Rin was tall and light, but that was good for the situation.

"Shouldn't be too hard," he was quite certain of it. He was a trained fighter, he could very well run and jump on queue. Lifting up his arm closest her he put it around her shoulders, fingers curling around his sheath a bit more to keep it there, just in case. Rin stepped back with her smoothly, his dark colored boots in-step with her as though expertised in timing. He was, but that wasn't the point now.

And then she hit one, and they were running and he was trusting her not to drop him, a person he had hardly met. But he could trust Linali. He knew these kinds of things about people.

And for the second time today, Linali expertly leaped and burst into sonic speed. She had an iron grip around Rin's waist and arm, him being more important than direction. The wind was strong and the sky was growing dark, but they soared across the city: towards Muspelheim.

Towards Shiki.

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