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farsickness2020-05-22 08:56 am
jiangzaid) wrote in farsickness2020-05-22 08:56 am
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A Very Bad Day
WHO: Xue Yang, Song Lan, Xiao Xingchen, and possibly Wen Qing
WHEN: May 22nd
WHAT: Xue Yang got a little more hurt than usual oops?
WHERE: Gazin
WARNINGS: Blood, violence possible, and possible mention of past trauma
Just another escort duty through the forest. Just.
Right.
Xue Yang leans against a tree, pausing for breath. He'd managed to stem the worst of the bleeding, but he can feel his strength seeping through the make-shift bandages the longer he's away from home. And it pisses him off. Which also doesn't help, and he knows it. Not that it changes anything at all.
He forces his eyes to remain open. One more breath, then he shoves himself upright again, left arm wrapped tight around his stomach wound and right clutching the sturdy branch he'd sliced into a staff. He's late returning, and he knows it. Fury burns hot, driving him forward.
But eventually he makes his way through the Vasari Forest and catches sight of the buildings telling him he's at least made it close enough if he falls now...he'll be found. And hopefully by someone friendly enough to take him home, if not to the doctor.
No. He bares his teeth to himself, latching onto his will to live and keep shoving one foot before the other. He can't fall. Won't fall. Xingchen and Zichen are waiting, and he refuses to hurt those two men ever again.
...He still feels himself stumble as the street ahead of him blurs.
WHEN: May 22nd
WHAT: Xue Yang got a little more hurt than usual oops?
WHERE: Gazin
WARNINGS: Blood, violence possible, and possible mention of past trauma
Just another escort duty through the forest. Just.
Right.
Xue Yang leans against a tree, pausing for breath. He'd managed to stem the worst of the bleeding, but he can feel his strength seeping through the make-shift bandages the longer he's away from home. And it pisses him off. Which also doesn't help, and he knows it. Not that it changes anything at all.
He forces his eyes to remain open. One more breath, then he shoves himself upright again, left arm wrapped tight around his stomach wound and right clutching the sturdy branch he'd sliced into a staff. He's late returning, and he knows it. Fury burns hot, driving him forward.
But eventually he makes his way through the Vasari Forest and catches sight of the buildings telling him he's at least made it close enough if he falls now...he'll be found. And hopefully by someone friendly enough to take him home, if not to the doctor.
No. He bares his teeth to himself, latching onto his will to live and keep shoving one foot before the other. He can't fall. Won't fall. Xingchen and Zichen are waiting, and he refuses to hurt those two men ever again.
...He still feels himself stumble as the street ahead of him blurs.
Sorry for delay!
The knock tugs him from his sleep, and he hears the door open - only one, other than the two who live with him, would barge in with little warning, so he's less wary than he otherwise might be. With some careful effort, he pushes himself up and calls out.
"In here, Sect Sister." He'll hopefully have struggled back to lean on the headboard by the time she comes in, though he's breathing harder than he likes just for sitting up.
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Instead, she finds Xue Yang sitting in bed, just in the last stages of struggling to sit up, and her lips purse as she takes in his heavy breathing.
She sizes him up for a long moment before approaching the bed. "What happened?" she asks bluntly. No point in mincing words.
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"An encounter with a very grumpy pair of monsters on my way back from escorting my employer to the next city over."
He'd won, of course, but he's certainly worse for wear! "Zichen found me and got me the rest of the way back. You two probably missed each other on the way."
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She may be suspicious of him right now but there are only so many people she has here who she cares for and she doesn't want to lose any more.
"If something chews on you deep in the Vasari Forest, I'm not going to scour all of it to find you." With this, she makes a grab for his wrist to check on him.