high_seas | HazMat Log 005 ♔ The great multicolored north

[You'll have to forgive her Leo, she was too busy running for her life to even notice you were there to help her. So that area was protected by natives, easy mistake for anyone unfamiliar with the area. But another downside to that was not knowing the area enough to escape. Soon enough, she found herself at a dead end.

To be fair, death by angry natives would be a pretty interesting way to go. The champion shuts her eyes as she hears the natives charge, already preparing herself for the worst.]

[Good thing that Leo was fast, because it didn't take him long to reach where the natives cornered Cynthia. He had already pulled out a katana and he saw that he needed to act fast. He took one step back before running forward, drawing the other sword as he went.

When he got close enough, he jumped up and did one flip mid-air in order to gain momentum. He landed on his feet in between Cynthia and the mob, which let him block the charging natives with his katana's, holding the spears in place.

He took a glance behind him.]

Cynthia, you okay?

Leo?

[She looks up, far too shocked for words. How the hell did he end up here of all places? And seriously, what were the odds that one of her crew mates would find her now of all times.]

I'm fine.

[He was about to reply, but a spear passing by him returned his focus to the mod. He pushed a few back before blocking a few spears either being jabbed at or tossed at him. He cut the spearhead off one before kicking a native into a few, knocking them down.

That happened just in time for him to block a spear from being jammed into his head and proceeded to push him hack and slam the blunt end into the guy's head, knocking him down in time to block another spear.]

Mind telling me what you did to rile these guys up?!

I'll tell you when these guys stop trying to kill us.

[Not that she didn't appreciate you jumping in to save her. She really does. But she'd rather not leave you here to fight the crazy locals by yourself. Trained or not, they leave together.]

Leo come on, you can't take all of--

[And then silence.]

[There was a brief moment when she heard something moving in the bushes behind her. It was quick and suddenly she could feel a sharp pain on her side. Looked down, the champion saw the wet red patch staining her coat and the handle of a dagger stick out from her side.

She couldn't speak. It hurt, but panic might make it worse.]

[The sudden cut off got Leo to turn his head fully, his eyes widening in shock when he saw the dagger embedded in Cynthia's side.

But takign his eyes off the fight was a mistake. He heard a native make a move and he moved aside fast enough to not get a spear put straight into his shoulder, but not fast enough to not leave a scratch. But his eyes quickly went back to look at Cynthia before turning back to the mob.

It was like a sudden calm hit the blue masked turtle. he held his katana's at the side. his gaze going to the ground. He didn't even react as the natives came at him head on.

He simply stood still...]

[Then he lifted his head up, and it looked like his blue eyes had become all white. He gritted his teeth as he moved forward, again fighting off the natives. But this time he wasn't just trying to get them to go away, he was trying to take them down.

No one hurt his friends and got off scott-free.

There were spearheads cut off, groans coming from natives as they were met with a fist, kick, or end of a sword. There were grunts coming form Leo as he felt himself get scratched and jabbed at, some hits worst than others. But he didn't think of that right now, he just kept fighting.

When the last native hit the ground, Leo stopped. He looked at the knocked-out mob, he didn't seriously injure them, but they should stay down. He himself was scratched up,t he worst wound he had was a stab in the shoulder. But he'd worry about it later.

Right now, he sheathed his katana's and ran over to Cynthia's side. The calm anger was now placed with full-out worry.]

Cynthia, are you... no, of course you're not. Oh shell... this is bad.

[He was no medical expert. What was he going to do.]

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Leo calm down.

[Her voice was stern, slightly strained, but enough to hopefully get the boy's attention. Cynthia leans against the rock behind her and takes another look at the knife. She couldn't just pull it out. But if she moved, the knife might shift around as well and she couldn't afford that either.]

How long did it take you to get here from the ship?

[Okay, deep breaths. Now was not the time to panic. He had to put himself into leader mode, be calm and rational until things were taken care of. Just keep calm.]

The ship is about fifteen minutes from here, ten if we made a run for it. But there's now ay that you're going to be able to move in your condition. The alternative is either I carry you tot he ship, or leave you here until I find help.

[He didn't want to dot he latter because he didn't know how much time that would take. And right now he couldn't afford to waste time.]

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I need you to do me a favor then.

[She slides down into a sitting position, still against the rock. Her hand gently cradling the hilt of the blade so it wouldn't shift with her movement.]

You run back to the ship and send my pokemon to come get me. Get that shoulder looked at as well. Can you do that?

Yeah, I... wait, get your pokemon? Are they even going to listen to me?

[He was willing to do it, but if the pokemon didn't listen to him then ti wasn't going to help much.]

[She chuckles at that then cringes. Clearly she needs to expose the guys to her pokemon more. Already a month in and still they don't know some of her pokemon actually understand human speech.

But as an extra precaution, she raises her bloodied hand and rests it on the other's chest,leaving a perfect hand print on him. Gross? Probably, but now he's got her scent on him.]

Now they will. I'm sure Garchomp would love to figure out why you have my blood on you. But talk to Lucario. It'll be easier...

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[It was a rough ride. With all the waiting and the flight back to the ship, she had lost enough blood to make her feel slightly light headed. But she refused to pass out, that wasn't a option at the moment.

Once on the ship, she was immediately taken to her cabin. From this point on, this was probably not going to be pretty.]

[He wouldn't have thought him to be the one called in to play medic, but that was unfortunately something they were sorely lacking in aboard their ship. While he could wish Maribelle or Brady were here all he liked, it wasn't going to help.

Having been taking things considerably easy since their arrival, Gaius still didn't feel as up to speed as he'd normally be, although the orange he had earlier helped a bit. He gave a couple of knocks before he swung the door open.]

-Cynthia?

[She was laying on her small mattress, her eyes glued to the ceiling. The knife hilt glistening as the sunlight flooded in through the open door. Cynthia wasn't panicking,neither were her pokemon. They weren't trained in dealing with stab wounds. But her number one rule for these things was always never to panic.

Her lips curve into a weak smile as her friend calls out to her. In an attempt to lighten the situation, even a little.]

Hey handsome...how goes the sugar diet?

[Without missing a beat-] Terrible.

[He stepped over towards the bedside, setting down the small pack he'd brought along that held what counted enough as much for a first aid kit as anything, really. After some hesitation, he begins to pull off his gloves to toss towards the foot of the bed. This was going to be messy one way or another.]

So personally I don't think the knife in the gut really works for you. Let's take care of that. Can one of your Pokemon give me a hand with things?

Really? And here I thought the hilt made my eyes pop...

[A chuckle, followed by a wince. Ok that definitely wasn't a good idea. The champion glances at her pokemon. Then motions her Lucario to step forward. If anything, he was the closest to having hands, that should be enough. Plus she couldn't really trust Spiritomb with a knife even if she wanted to.]

I'm just glad my pokemon stopped puking. They...urgh...they had those weird purple berries and they've been...pretty ill. But Lucario can help.

Heard about that. At least it was only a temporary thing.

[Gaius nodded over at Lucario then.]

Hey, can you grab me some fresh water from one of our storage barrels? There should be a bucket near them to carry it.

And in the meantime...

[He took a look at the knife, glancing at Cynthia.]

All right, I need to get this out before we can try cleaning this. Tell me when you're ready.

[Lucario just stares at Gaius, then glances over to Milotic before taking a bucket and walking towards the serpent. Honestly, one thing the boys needed to learn, if they needed decent fresh water, Milotic was pretty much a faucet. With a toned down hydro pump, she fills up the bucket and the psychic pokemon sets it down next to Gaius. Cynthia just chuckles in amusement. Ahh teamwork at its finest.

The blonde glances down at the knife, then up at her friend.]

This is going to hurt right?

..... Right. Forgot about that.

[Although he can't help but wonder where that water comes from, but he'll just....figure it's magic and leave it at that because it's better than trying to over-complicate things. He nods his thanks at the Pokemon before turning his attention back to their trainer.]

Can't say it won't, but we can't let that stay there.

[A sigh, then that weak smile returning to her lips.]

Well...I suppose I'm as ready as I'll ever be.

[Nodding, Gaius set a cloth nearby before he moved to carefully but firmly take hold of that knife's hilt.]

On three, then.

One...two...

[Her eyes snap shut and her breath hitches. Cynthia tried her hardest to be strong, to bite her lip and not cry. But even with that, she couldn't stop a few stray tears from falling. It was hard to try and block out the pain when the blade is pulled. For sure, this was going to be one experience for the books.]

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[He was quick about it, one hand moving to grab the cloth to set over the wound while he set the bloodied knife aside.]

Hey Lucario, do me a favor and see if you can't find any of the captain's alcohol around. Gonna have to clean this out before we dress it.

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