paixaorpg | Finding Nemo, err, Asuka! [Closed]

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Finding Nemo, err, Asuka! [Closed]

Character(s): The Prince, B. Jenet, Asuka, Auron
Content: Jenet and The Prince go to look for Asuka who is omgwounded.
Setting: Somewhere near Vanaheim gate.
Time: Wednesday, Late Morning
Warnings: Asuka is bleeding! Oh noes!

The Prince was dismayed. Auron's sudden departure had shaken him. He knew that Auron had probably had important things to attend to, but The Prince was still sad to see him go. The Prince and Jenet had continued to make their way toward Actua Are, when Jenet received a message from a girl named Asuka. He had perked right back up again at the prospect of meeting someone new. She had seemed very nice, and he couldn't wait to meet her.

But, it appeared that her arm was broken. He wished he had thought to bring some tape or some glue so he could put it back together. The Prince was constantly running forward a few paces, before swinging back into step with Jenet, anxious to find Asuka. They were making their way steadily towards the gate, where Asuka had told them she would be.

He put his hand against his forehead to block out the non-existent sun. Mostly, he just wanted to look like he was trying very hard to find Asuka. Which he was, of course, but looking around with his hand against his forehead was sure to make him extra alert. At least, so he thought. Then, he came to a sudden realization. "Queen Jenet, what does this Asuka look like?"

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Asuka wanted to be found as soon as possible, and because she had pointed out to Jenet that she would be waiting around Vanaheim, she thought that she might as well go back to the gate and wait there. After all, that would make it much easier and quicker to find her. She had thought wrong, unfortunately.

Cursing at herself for walking so far from the gate, she grits her teeth in pain with every step she takes. From what she remembered, she was not injured on any of her legs, but her left leg is hurting so bad she is 100% sure she broke something down there. The fact that she is wearing a plug suit rather than normal clothing does not help the situation whatsoever, because she cannot examine her injury to see how bad it actually is.

All kinds of swear words in the three languages of English, Japanese and German were running through her head in jumbles. No, I must keep my head cool. No matter how funny and unbelievable it is, I'm gonna be meeting this Prince and breaking out into swear words at first meeting is not a good first impression at all.

Asuka closes her eyes, trying to think of ways of introducing herself to this Prince so that he would be impressed. Her right foot trips on her left and searing pain courses through her body, releasing a string of German swear words. Gah, forget it. As long as he changes my bandages, he can hate me for all he wants.

Having Auron go off and do his own thing was a bit of a downer. After all, she was hoping that the three of them could stick together and get know each other. Being alone in unfamiliar place like this wasn't such a good idea. Regardless, she didn't try to keep him from leaving. He was a big boy and he could take of himself if he really wanted to be on his own. Jenet hoped that her little group would grow back to three again by meeting this 'Asuka'. If she was even still alive that is...

Having agreed to meet this girl, the pirate and the Prince headed on over to the Vanaheim gate where she was supposed to be waiting for them. Hands behind her head, Jenet kept an eye out for anybody who fit Asuka's description of being wounded, while the Prince just kept running around. He asked what she looked like, and she paused in her tracks for a moment. She could really get used to being called 'Queen' like that.

"Uhh... well... err..." Crap, she had forgotten to ask that about her. "It's easy! We just have to look for a girl who's really beat up! Yeah, that's it." Hah, saved once again. Clasping her hands together, Jenet got another idea. "Hey, you seem pretty energetic, right? Why don't you work off some of that enthusiasm by shouting out her name?"

Wow, Queen Jenet was so smart! The Prince thought it was a grand idea. He cupped his hands around his mouth like a horn and began to run forward calling out, "Miss Asuuuuuuka! Oh, Miss Asuka!"

They were coming up to the gate, and The Prince hoped Asuka could hear him. He was trying to be as loud as he possibly could. His shouting would probably have drowned out Asuka's curses, if they happened to be close enough to her to hear them.

Miss Asuuuuuuka! Oh, Miss Asuka! Ah, the sound of salvation! Her feet are already starting to kill her as she found that bending down hurts too much and so she has been standing for the last few hours. Which is, put simply, not fun.

"I'm here!" Asuka wishes she can shout louder, but she feels a heavy pressure on her lungs which made it hard to take deep breaths necessary to shout. Ugh, how she hates feeling so weak. She hopes they know a thing or two about healing wounds. It sucks being in this condition.

Letting the prince do all of the "hard work", Jenet just watched and waited for someone to answer him. It wouldn't take too long, right? From the nature of her network entries, she sounded pretty desperate. Though it would've really helped if either of them actually knew what she looked like, but that was only a minor detail by now.

Scanning around the area, Jenet saw a girl dressed in red, covered in countless blood-stained bandages. "I think we found her." she said to the Prince. Walking over to where she was, the pirate spoke to her. "You must be Asuka... right?"

"The Prince thinks you are right," he said as the pair came upon the wounded girl. The Prince was shocked at her appearance. He had never had much contact with wounded people. His father had never allowed him to see such a thing. But he put on as cheerful of a face as he could and greeted her, "Hello, Miss Asuka."

"Why yes, I am Asuka..." she replies to the attractive woman's question. "Are you Jenet?" and looking around for the prince, her eyes fall upon a 12-year-old child standing beside the woman. "And that makes you... the Prince?"

The woman seemed to be quite capable of perhaps tending to her wounds but the child... well, at least he is very adorable and he can keep her smiling. Asuka vows to herself that if this is really the after-life, she will live her life more happily than before. Hanging around happy-er people would be the first step to achieving that. "Thanks so much for coming!"

And being grateful will be the second step.

"Eh, don't worry about. I couldn't just let you die here... my conscience would kill me afterwards." The two of them had suceeded in finding Asuka without too much trouble. Good. Problem was... what would they do with her? She wasn't much of a doctor, and the Prince didn't seem to be one either. How the hell would they fix her up?

"Damn..." Jenet looked her over a couple of times, grimacing a bit. "You're worse than I thought. I'm suprised you haven't croaked yet!"

You're worse than I thought. I'm suprised you haven't croaked yet! Jenet grimaces. That made Asuka feel uncomfortable, as if she is some kind of disgusting creature, but perhaps she does look like one at the moment. "Croak? You mean die? Asuka does not just die like that!" However, rethinking her words and the words that Kaworu had said, what if she is dead already.

"But uhh... is this place some kind of after-life?" she asks, then clearing her throat before continuing. "Are you dead already?"

Dead already? The Prince didn't think so. "What is this after-life? Hmm, this is now-life. The Prince thinks you are in now-life." He hopped around her in anxious circles. She didn't look good at all, but The Prince had no clue how to help her. He looked up at Jenet expectantly, but she didn't seem to know what to do either. The Prince's spirits sank. This didn't look good.

"What? We're not dead, of course not!" These two really were going to the death -no pun intended- of her at this rate. Still, it was her job as the wisest and the eldest to let them know what was going on. Problem was... she was just as lost as they were. "This place is... um, well..."

She scratched her head. Nope, she wasn't coming up with anything at all.

"Anyways, you!" she pointed at Asuka. "I suppose we'll need to find some help for you, right?"

What is this after-life? Hmm, this is now-life. The Prince thinks you are in now-life. Asuka smiles at the Prince's innocence. It is wonderful to meet someone still so naive after spending a life with oh-so-jaded people. However, she still thinks that this must be the after-life. She could not have survived the battle, and Kaworu did say that this is the after-life.

Jenet seemed rather taken aback by Asuka's question, but she quickly came to her senses, anyways, you! I suppose we'll need to find some help for you, right?

"Well, yeah, I guess," Asuka replies. "Are you guys originally from here, or are you also mysteriously transported here?"

If the last thing they remember is a last blow or something of the kind, this must be an after-life, but if it's not... well, it's not. Asuka wonders which one she should be wishing for.

She shook her head at Asuka's question. "What? Hell no. I come England... Well, I was born there anyways. I just sail around the world and... yeah." Jenet wasn't quite ready to tell them that she was a wanted criminal, or a pirate. "I was doing some things with my crew and before I know it, I was here." The pirate pouted, the whole ordeal still upset her.

"How about you, we're ya from?"

"The Prince is from the Cosmos!" he said in response to Asuka's question, "And he came here in a strange burst of light. The Prince thinks that this is probably the mysterious transport you speak of."

The Prince found himself quite interested in listening to Jenet's account of where she was from. He was also interested in hearing Asuka's, but she wasn't looking very good. The Prince wasn't so naive that he didn't realize her predicament. Unfortunately, having never been in this situation before he had no idea what to do or say to help.

Well, there was one search that'd come up absolutely blank. Peeling away from Jenet and ... the Prince ... to glean some information about Paixao had gotten him nothing in return. Any questions directed at what appeared to be the locals only resulted in a reaction Auron didn't like. They weren't comfortable with questions that would make them examine their daily lives. Things were so routine here that any disturbance of said routine resulted in Auron getting escorted out of not one, but two shops.

It was blind luck that had brought him back on his two little charges, who had doubled back to the Gate. Turning the corner and muttering all of the swear words he could think of in Spiran and Al Bhed, he stopped short at the sight of the unmistakable form of Jenet (who still reminded him of Summoner Dona with a more-tolerable personality) and the Prince, clustered near a woman red from head to toe. Not only her clothes and hair, but the red of blood on bandages.

Sake jug clunking methodically against his leg, Auron crossed the distance between he and the group quickly. "Heh. Guess I can't leave the pair of you alone now, can I?" He gestured to the injured girl with a dip of his head. "Need a hand?" The question was genuine, despite it being obvious and rife with sarcasm.

How about you, we're ya from? Jenet asked. "I'm from Earth also! I'm from Japan, well, Germany originally. It's so nice to meet someone from the same world!" Asuka exclaims in childish glee. "And why don't you tell me what this Cosmos is, hmm? I'm interested." It is very unlike Asuka to be talking in such a way, but the Prince is too adorable to be true anyways.

Before Jenet or the Prince could reply, however, a deep male voice interrupted. Heh. Guess I can't leave the pair of you alone now, can I? Need a hand? Asuka quickly turns to where the voice came from, finding her face to face with a rather scary man in red cloak. He looks rather dangerous and if she were to meet him in any other condition, she would have run for her life. But he seemed nice enough, offering to help and all, so she finds no reason to fear him.

"Yes, I guess I do need a hand." Asuka replies. "You see, my wounds are soaking through my bandages and I need them changed but I can't do it myself."

"You're from the Cosmos. Right then..." She stared at the Prince, confused at what he said. Jenet thought that he was just exagerrating. He was young, and kids liked to do that kind of stuff to make themselves seem more interesting.

She then noticed the returning Auron and smiled a bit. "Welcome back, old man. I'll have you know that were doing just fine by ourselves thank you very much! How about you? Did you learn anything new?" Good, with him there, carrying Asuka, which was something they would probably end up doing, would become that much easier.

The Prince was just about to explain to Asuka the wonders of the Cosmos when a familiar figure appeared. "Mr. Auron!" he exclaimed, running up to the man. He became animated at once, explaining the situation in a flurry of arm gestures.

"Miss Asuka is hurt!" he said pointing to her, as if this wasn't obvious. But now that Auron was there and was offering to help, The Prince thought that everything was going to be ok.

Looking from the injured girl to Jenet and the Prince, Auron nodded briefly. Patting the Prince once, twice, three times gently on the head as he explained the situation, he slid closer to the redhead, glancing briefly at Jenet after her comment and question. "I didn't find anything of use," he shrugged, both in response and to shake the coat off of his left arm, something he only did in battle. Here, however, he was not going to draw Shiranui - it was to have the use of both hands to help the young woman. "Only that the locals here do not like it when you question them."

He was a warrior, that much was true, but for the first half of his life, along with his battle-training, he had studied to be a monk. Granted, he was no healer, but the warrior-monks of Bevelle were at least expected to be able to treat minor wounds or at least tend to them until a healer was found. Lady Yuna would have been most helpful here, as she knew much more about White Magic than he. Auron had been surprised to find that he'd crossed into Paixao with whatever he'd had on him at the time, and this included the 3 or 4 Potions he'd been carrying during the last fight with Sin.

Yet he was reluctant to give one to the woman - as he wasn't quite sure if it would have the same effect here as it did back in Spira. Bushido was no longer a far-off glimmer of power to be reached when he was strained in battle; it seemed wrapped in a fog and further away than ever. Even the Magic that allowed him to use his Breaking skills seemed augmented and distant here in Paixao. Who was to say that a Potion's healing qualities remained now that he had left Spira? So many things to investigate. But first, to matters at hand.

Auron briefly and gently touched the edge of a blood-soaked bandage, using the bare-bones battlefield medic skills he had been taught in his youth. His dark eyes glanced at her face, nodding faintly in greeting. "These will need to be re-dressed now to make the trip. Once we get to Actua Are I'll bind them up better, and check for infection." Immediately he'd taken control of the situation. He wasn't about to leave some injured girl here in the street with a new bandage while he and his companions sauntered off to get out of the elements and get some answers - she was coming with them whether she liked it or not. "Does anything else hurt?"

Asuka would normally not allow some stranger touch her at all, but the man seemed nice enough and he reminded her of a father she never really had. These will need to be re-dressed now to make the trip. Once we get to Actua Are I'll bind them up better, and check for infection. It was definitely comforting to know that this man truly knows what he is doing. Does anything else hurt?

"Well, my arm is the worst but my head hurts somewhat also," she answers. "As far as I remember, I was only hurt on my head and arm, but my head throbs also, for some reason."

It feels kind of bad to be listing out what hurts to the man, because he seems to be the respected kind of man. Listing out her wounds felt like listing out tasks he needs to do for her. She hopes he doesn't feel offended by it.

Jenet watched as Auron examined the wounded redhead. He really couldn't have come at a better time. Not knowing a thing about medicine herself, and the Prince didn't seem to know either... It would've been bad for them to try and figure out what to do with Asuka without Auron around.

"I guess need to find some new bandages for her eh?" she spoke up. "I wouldn't mind having a look around. Hell, I might even search for some headache pills or something too. I could use them myself, actually."

"Does Queen Jenet want The Prince to come with?" he asked quickly. "Or should he stay with Miss Asuka?" He didn't really know any way he could help Miss Asuka at that moment. Unless he found some way to get her mind off the pain, but that wouldn't be easy considering, well, it must be an awful lot of pain.

He turned to Auron with a sad look on his face. "The Prince wants to help, but he doesn't know what to do." He had never felt so worthless. He was usually cleaning up his father's messes, which gave him a sense of purpose. Now what was there?

Still holding the injured arm delicately between his hands, he craned his neck to look at Jenet and the Prince. "Good idea. I'll rebind these to sustain the trip, but she'll need fresh ones. If the two of you wanted to find medical supplies and meet us at the hotel it'd be most appreciated." Turning his attention back to the woman, he nodded at her list of injuries. "Things could always be worse." Quickly he found the free ends of the bandages, looking at her levelly over his glasses. "This could hurt, but I'll be as quick as possible." With that, he went to work, fingers moving as rapidly as they could to unwind the bandages. "I suppose I should introduce myself," he said after a moment, glancing up at her. "My name is Auron."

Even though she would rather die than admit it, Asuka felt very touched at how much Jenet and Prince wanted to help her. They were strangers, but they were so willing to help a wounded girl they met on the streets. Asuka cannot think of any kindness given to her worth more than this. It takes quite a lot of effort to keep herself from breaking into sobs.

It is not just Jenet and Prince, however, Auron was so gentle with her injured arm that the pain does not reall matter. The fact that he was trying so hard to not hurt her made it all alright. This could hurt, but I'll be as quick as possible. Asuka nods in reply, gritting her teeth in preparation.

I suppose I should introduce myself, my name is Auron. He did not really have to introduce herself because she knows her name from the Prince, but it was nice of him to introduce himself anyway. "My name's Asuka, Asuka Langley Sohryu." She offers him a smile through gritten teeth, "where are you from?"

Working as quickly and methodically as he could, Auron unwound the bandages, glad of his pristine poker face and the collar that hid most of his expression. All at once impressed with her grit for handling such painful injuries and saddened that such a young girl was wounded so, he busied himself with his duties. The barest shift of eyebrows as he looked up at her was the only clue that he'd heard and acknowledged her response and question. "From a place called Spira." He was doubtful that she'd heard of it. "I gather you're not from Paixao, either."

Going about his business, he readjusted the bandages, trying as such to use the clean sections as much as possible, as to not redistribute anything unsavory that had been collected on the bloodstained parts. He'd feel much better once they were all inside the hotel and he could see to this much more thoroughly. There was bound to be some sort of medic or healer at the Actua Are, and if not, he could always ask around. Securing the ends with a sturdy knot, he surveyed his handiwork with a soft grunt. "Those will hold until we get to the hotel. Can you walk?" He looked her over, unable to discern if she was pale from her injuries, or if the fire-red of her hair made her seem that way. She'd said her head was hurting her as well, so maybe it would be on the safer side to just carry her. Tugging on his collar in thought, Auron cocked his head. "Maybe it would be better if I just carried you." He grunted again, making a noise that could have passed for an amused chuckle were he anyone else. "I don't need you slowing us down." Of course it was just a joke, but then again, Auron's sense of humor was stranger than most.

Watching the old man work his "magic" on Asuka's wounds, Jenet couldn't help but be somewhat impressed. Being no stranger to hospitals herself, she would always be surprised at seeing a man capable of treating the injuries of others.

"Huh, you're full of surprises, grandpa." Holding back wanting to call him 'Nurse Auron', Jenet instead agreed to his proposition of finding medical supplies for the wounded Asuka. "Alright, leave it to me. I'll get you all the things you need!" Walking away from the two, Jenet spotted the Prince and waved at him. "Hey, wanna keep me company?"

"Oh, yes, yes!" The Prince cried, running to follow Jenet. He had been watching Auron dutifully dress Asuka's wounds. Mr. Auron was so amazing! Wow, if only The Prince could be just like him one day.

He caught up with Jenet and asked, "So, where are we going?" He bounced along to the side of Jenet, then to the back, then to the front, and back again. He was all over the place, overjoyed that Asuka was going to be ok and the he, The Prince, might be able to do something to help her.

"It's simple really..." Or was it? She had no idea where to go to find some medicine, but even a strange place like this had to have some kind hospital or pharmacy, right? Grabbing a hold of the ever-bouncy boy, she held onto his arm and leaned over so that she was able to whisper into his ear. "We'll just look around until we find the supplies that we need. It's like... a treasure hunt! And the medicine is the treasure. So be sure to keep your eyes open if you spot anything that we might be able to use, okay?"

Ah the young, how they would always believe what adults would tell them. "We're off!" Taking one last look at Auron and Asuka, the pirate waved at them. "We'll meet you back in Actua Are, okay?" She then looked at Auron. "Don't do anything weird to her..."

I gather you're not from Paixao, either, Auron assumes. "Well no, I am from this world called Earth, but I don't suppose you know it as I don't know where Spira is either," Asuka replies, still wincing while Auron readjust the bandages. She knows that Auron is binding it tightly to stop the bleeding, but she rather wishes that Auron would just let the wounds bleed as long as they don't hurt.

Those will hold until we get to the hotel. Can you walk? If she were back on Earth, she would have immediately answered 'yes' and prove it to them no matter how much it hurts. But she wonders if she can stop pretending here. Before she could answer however, Maybe it would be better if I just carried you. Auron grunts. I don't need you slowing us down. True enough. Asuka nods in agreement. They have helped her enough, so she should at least just follow whatever they want.

Jenet and The Prince had gone to get medical supplies, and despite how cliche it all sounds, she does feel a warm fuzzy feeling in her stomach at how eager the both of them are to help her.

Irked slightly at Jenet's calling him 'grandpa' (only he was allowed to make self-depricating comments about his age, dammit), he turned to face them. "Don't do anything ... rash," He paused, snorting briefly. "I don't want to have to rescue the pair of you." Once again, it was rather difficult to tell if Auron was making a wisecrack or being his usual grimly-serious self. The only thing that gave it away was a subtle hitch of his shoulders, as he turned back to Asuka, shaking his head. "As for your question, no, never heard of Earth. But I've heard it mentioned a few times on this thing." He waved the journal briefly before tucking it away inside his belt. Adjusting Shiranui's strap so that it would lay across his back with minimal bouncing, Auron practically grinned at Asuka - but it wasn't really shown given the collar of his coat.

"All aboard for the Actua Are," he chuckled, before plucking Asuka from the ground and settling her in his arms, much the way someone would carry an injured person. He was briefly surprised at her weight, expressing it with a quirked brow. "Just how old are you?" His good eye closed briefly as he snorted in amusement. "I've got swords that weigh heavier."

The Prince burst into a smile. "Oh, oh, a treasure hunt! The Prince likes those. Let's go now!" he said, tugging at Jenet's sleeve. She was holding onto his arm already, but a little extra encouragement couldn't hurt. He also apparently missed the fact that Jenet was whispering; he was shouting quite loudly about treasure hunts and then about the secret presents his father ~~lost~~ left for him. This was going to be just like finding his father’s presents! The Prince just couldn't wait!

He pulled himself out of Jenet's grip and trudged ahead. When Jenet waved at Asuka and Auron, The Prince turned back to wave as well. Then he was off, with no idea where he was going. Well, Jenet would probably be able to steer him in the right direction anyway.

All aboard fot the Actua Are, Auron chuckled before lifting Asuka from the ground and positioning her carefully as to not hurt her. Asuka had to fight the urge to start flailing around for him to put her down; she is not exactly fond of feeling so weak that she has to be carried around. The man quirks his brow, Just how old are you? I've got swords that weigh heavier.

That brought a smile to Asuka's face, "I'm fourteen! And despite how light I am, I do have curves," For all the things about her that are not normal, one thing gives away the fact that Asuka is really just a girl, and that is her vanity and also self-consciousness. She does have days when she feels like a cow, but the unintended compliment from Auron brightened up her day. She feels as light as a feather.

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