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[hiken]

Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Nuevo Empieza, an unnamed Military Base
When: 11/29 - 12/1
What: The Spade Pirates fall into a trap
Warnings: V for Violence, R for possible gore
Style: Action!
Status: Closed to Spade Pirates and anyone on Nuevo Empieza

The comments below are going to represent focal points during this plot!

Comments

[lonelygod]

The confusion is normal, he thinks, and he gives her a weak smile. "You look a little bedraggled, but nothing a bath, some good tea, and a warm meal wouldn't fix. You'll be alright, nothing permanent. Still lovely as always."

He pauses, running the screwdriver down a little bit further checking for more serious injuries.

"Sorry I couldn't get here sooner. Had to set all that up."

[booyaka_boom]

The very thought of a bath, and tea, and food, it's all enough to make her eyes swell up with tears, and she nods, agreeing that these things will help. For his efforts, she does manage a small smile for him, exhausted as she is.

"N-no. It's okay. It's good." She watches at he moves the little wand thing, not sure what he's doing, but there's broken ribs and some cuts that might scar down her inner thigh.

[lonelygod]

The Time Lord frowns at the screwdriver as it tells him about the state of her injuries. The scars in particular draw a near growl from him and he looks back up at the fort. Smoke billows up from it, cinders raining down around it in a hellish cloud. He doesn't pick up any internal damage down below, though, which is a relief. That would be cause for him to go back up there and break that vow against killing, probably. No reason to bring it up unless she does though.

"Two broken ribs and some cuts that'll need attention. You'll be alright dear. I can have you back to bouncing around in a few days time. Doesn't look like you were drugged either, which is good. All we've got to worry about now is triage and making sure you don't get an infection."

He rises and pulls a blanket and pillow out from a chest, setting her head down and covering her up so she can watch the fire.

"They'll remember this day. And if they have any common sense, they'll never, ever, so much as think your name again. This will not ever happen to you again. I swear it."

[booyaka_boom]

"B-broken?" Selphie's eyes widen at that piece of news - she'd assumed they were just badly bruised. She looks down at the screwdriver, and back up at him. In better health she'd be squealing about the seemingly magic wand, asking how it works, all sorts of things. But that'll have to wait for later.

Covered with the blanket, she watches the fire with an intense interest. She hopes the others are safe, but would happily watch that entire crew burn to cinders if she could. Her attention is drawn back to him when he speaks, and she hitches a breath to stop herself from crying, "D-Doctor? Th-thank you..." And that would be another thing she would have to do properly another time.

[lonelygod]

"It's alright. Just rest now. Get some sleep."

He nods once, a bit of his usual congenial demeanor returning. One hand reaches up to gently stroke her hair, and he releases a bit of psychic energy. It's not something he does often, but she needs the rest. The last thing she'll hear before she drifts off is a faint humming, an old Gallifreyan lullaby.