queenofheartsrp | Keep Hanging on

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Keep Hanging on

Characters: Fionna, anyone
Date: 2/7, Night
Summary: Totally beat up, Fionna does her best to maintain.
Warnings: bleeding, pain, woobiness.

Her leg was burning, her neck still had blood flowing freely, and she could barely stand. But she wouldn't fall, she would NOT fall right now. She had been beaten, beaten and cut and hurt harder than she had ever been before, and Akiha had been right: she underestimated her.

And she'd been called weak, little girl, pathetic.

Useless.

"NO!" Fionna said aloud, wincing. "Not doing it man! I am a hero! I just...need to get my stuff taking care of. I just...need to get better."

Is the little princess ok? You can quit anytime, just wear a dress and work the court as a maid.

"I'm an adventurer! I'm not going anywhere!"

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Out on one of her patrols, Sephiroth noticed Fionna standing in the dark. She had keen night vision, and it took her only a moment to realize that Fionna was injured. This was the reason Sephiroth maintained the patrols: to watch for danger, and to help those who needed it.

She came to a stop, suddenly standing before the younger woman, although not too suddenly, as she didn't wish to startle her. "Hello." She assessed the situation calmly. "Please, you should sit down. Let me help you."

"If I sit, I'm just g'nna keel over," Fionna said taking a breath. "Just need to stop this blood a lil' bit. Doesn't matter. I's just a wound. Not s'weak that I can't survive this c-crap."

She wiped the sweat off her face, panting, then winced again. "So tired..."

"Here. Let me help you." Sephiroth put a hand out to steady her.

"You shouldn't be standing when you're injured like this. I can heal you, but you'll need to sit and rest."

Fionna took the hand. It was just a testament to this place that a stranger would come and help her, although a part of her hoped it was someone she knew. This was not because she wasn't grateful, but because she was feeling such an onslaught of emotions right now she didn't know what to do with herself.

"I was...just trying to get home," she said dully, which made little sense. The tree fort had been home for a short time, before she had driven her family out, so where was home? Amimiya's? No, she hadn't been trying for there: she had just been trying to run away from being killed.

"Have they stopped the vampire yet?"

"I'm Sephiroth. We met once before, briefly." She nodded. "I'll help you get home, once you're healed." She paused. Clearly, Fionna wasn't thinking clearly. "I have healing magic. I'll use it, with your permission."

Sephiroth considered the latter question carefully. "I know there is someone who's been attacking people, but they leave no trace, so I don't believe they've been stopped. I'll try to look for them."

"Huh? Oh...oh yeah," Fionna mumbled, still feeling a little weak. "Sorry, I'm still kinda light on my feet right now. But yeah, healing would be good. It'd be stupid to keep going on: I feel like I could die, or go unconscious."

She looked aggravated. "I know who it is, I just don't know her name. Not that it matters: I bet the Queen doesn't have a way to give a trial. Anyway, I'm not even sure what was going on with that gi..."

She swooned here though: the blood loss was starting to get to her.

Sephiroth moved quickly to hold her up, then cast a healing spell. The green magic washed over Fionna, sparkling, gathering around the broken skin, mending it. Her magic was effective here. She was silent for a few moments, waiting for the spell to work, before she spoke again.

"The Queen does punish people. She has a prison for them, where they are confined if they harm others, but she must be aware of their actions."

Fionna was glad for the pick me up: unlike some people, she had no problem letting magic do its thing, especially when she had taken a spill as bad as she had today. She was just glad she felt less like dying now.

"In that case, Ahika is not gonna go there. I could tell it wasn't her. She's a big butt, but this side of her was just twisted, killing animals for being in her way and being cruel because she wanted to put people in their place. It was scary. I was glad I knew that incantation or she might have drained me dry."

Sephiroth nodded. The magic faded. Cure spells were invaluable in situations like these.

"The Queen doesn't always care whether it's fair, but it's difficult to tell what she'll do in any particular instance." She paused. "Akiha, you said? I've met her. Yes, she didn't seem violent in that way. You think something happened to change her?"

"Yeah," Fionna said. "She already seemed like a spoiled jerky girl, but that was real different from what happened to me today. She wanted to honestly kill me, and if I didn't have that incantation, she might have. Her hair was all red and everything."

"I've heard of such things happening before. People's natures changing. It could be one of the Queen's curses, or something else caused by the Gardens in some way." Akiha hadn't seemed like a malicious person, and even though she had been here some time, there'd been no problems with her in the past.

Something else Fionna said strikes her as interesting. "What incantation?"

"Nah man, I don't think so," Fionna said. "I've heard a lot about the curses that the Quen does, and it wouldn't make sense she do something to hurt the girls here, right? I think its something in that Akiha girl. It may have been an accident, but it still happened."

Oh yeah, the incantation. Fionna said the words, rubbing her shoulder. "Good thing I remembered that. I think she might have killed me."

Amamiya, completely unaware of the state Fionna was in, was actually preparing a meal of rice and fish. Enough for two; Fionna should be back soon, after all.

In fact, Fionna was usually home by now. She was running late. Amamiya didn't think much of it, though.

Fionna did finally come back, looking worse for were. Her clothes were ripped, there was an outline of marks on her neck and she had some pretty nasty cuts on her leg.

"Hey," she said, trying to sound brave.

Amamiya looked over. "Hey. I'm just finishing up here and oh my god what happened?"

She immediately abandons her skillet of tasty meat to cross the room quickly, concern spread across her face.

Fionna took a breath, trying to manage a laugh. "Um, the gardens? Nah dude, I got into a fight, is all. Guess the queen can't stop girls from roughing each other up a little bit, right?"

She meant to sound casual, but her voice was on the verge of trembling. This had been a lot easier with Sephiroth. Amamiya was too nice for Fionna to lie to her.

She grips Fionna's shoulder, looking her over. "You look like somebody tried to kill you," was her assessment.

Crap. Darn it all, she should just lie!

"Came close," she said softly. "If mom hadn't made that holo majigger that showed me that incantation, I would be dead. They definitely wanted to teach me a lesson."

She sat down, looking at the food. "It...looks good."

Amamiya understood none of that, but she had more important things to deal with. Like pulling that pan off of the burner, which she ran back to the stove to do.

"That's not important now. Are you..."

She couldn't finish the sentence. Fionna looked like hell, of course she wasn't all right.

"I'm not dead," she said, though she looked paler, and a part of her was feeling really lousy, enough so that she had to do her best not to just burst out crying or hitting something. "Though I dunno who would care. I guess a part of me hoped Marceline would swoop in and save me and junk."

Oh man, she was tearing up now. "I just...am I, like, just bad luck, or too dumb to be in this place?"

Amamiya set the pan down on an inactive burner, and then crossed back over to Fionna. She bent down, examining her more closely. "You are not," she said sternly. "This isn't your fault."

She carefully examined Fionna's wounds. These neck contusions...she must have been savaged by something awful. And although it was healed over, Fionna must have lost a lot of blood...which explained her pallor and physical weakness.

"Who did this to you?" she asked, cold anger burning in her voice.

"I know, but...jeez man, I can't even try to do a good thing for people without something bad happening. What kinda hero is that? I'm supposed to be better than this, not mussing up all over the place!"

It was so frustrating, trying to do good and failing and just having people laugh at you, mock you and play with you. She felt like a weakling, and it hurt.

"A demon," she said "She looked like that girl from before. I found out her name is Ahika."

Edited 2012-02-13 06:26 (UTC)

Akiha? Amamiya filed that away. She'd heard the name around. Now she knew who she would be going after, once she was sure Fionna would be alright.

"You need to lie down," she said, in a tone that left no room for argument. "You're in no fit state to be upright." She got her shoulder under Fionna's arm and tried to help her back up to her feet, and towards the bed.

"Don't go after her man," Fionna said. "I can see that you're a nice person, and would totally do what I would do, but she's strong, REAL strong. Anyway, it was weird: she didn't seem like herself somehow. I don't really get it myself. There's a lot I gotta learn about this kind of stuff."

She wanted to resist, but winced the moment she was touched. "Augh, you're right man. I don't think I would even win if I tried to tell you no. But it sucks that you still have to look out for me. I'm sorry I'm a hassel."

"I can take care of myself," she promised as she lay Fionna onto the bed. Her mouth was set into a hard line, but in her eyes a furnace of righteous anger was burning. "She won't get away with this."

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Sorry for my slowness. <3

yay, you cane back!

Yes, I have returned! <3

Re: Yes, I have returned! <3

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Sorry, even I can't tell what language Jake's dad speaks in that episode when he uses it...

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