high_seas | HazMat Log 005 ♔ The great multicolored north

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HazMat Log 005 ♔ The great multicolored north

Who: Hazardous Materials
Where: Dermaevern, Breakneck Cay and eventually Candy Mountain
When: 5/1-5/31
What: Exploring the north and making Gaius' diet last longer than it should be
Warnings: bore sharks, sugar-free torture, wine that makes you high as balls and our impending doom
Style: Any!
Status: Open if you're in the area?

Hazardous Materials' May log of doom! Date your stuff, you all know the drill.

5/1-5/7: Sailing to Dermaevern
5/8-5/15: Dermaevern Shenanigans!
5/16-5/22: Sailing to Breakneck Cay
5/23-5/24: Who in their right mind thought it was a good idea to go here?
5/25-5/31: Hunting down Candy Mountain

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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.

[With a salute, the blue dog dashes out the cabin. As he recalls, they stored their drinks in the galley and so he went there to hunt down the much needed alcohol.

There he found, what looked to be, the hallucinogen wine they bought from the south. He didn't know it had the kind of effect, but alcohol was still alcohol.]

[Back in the cabin, the champion had managed to grab hold of the thief's arm. Being able to hold on to something comforted her somehow, and with the pain making her head spin, he was the only thing stopping her from actually passing out.]

My head's spinning...

[It took a while, but Lucario managed to run back with the dermaevern wine and a half empty bottle of rum that he found laying around the captain's quarters. He figured, the stronger the smell, the stronger the alcohol content right?

He puts then bottles down next to the thief and frowns at how pale his trainer has become. Whimpering at Gaius to help her.]

You've lost a lot of blood, and the pain's probably not helping. Hang in there a little longer, okay?

[He gave her hand a reassuring pat. The moment her Pokemon returned, Gaius glanced over, looking at each bottle that was brought. He picked up the rum after taking a sniff. Yeah, that'd do it.]

Here, hold your hand over this for a moment...

[He'd guide Cynthia's hand over the cloth he'd been holding in place so that he could get another one, sloshing a bit of rum onto it.]

This is probably going to sting more than removing the knife, but it's better than risking any infection.

[There's a glance at the Pokemon as well as he says this, hoping that they won't be all up in arms if they see their trainer in more pain.]

[She understood, and she knew her pokemon did too. More tears fell as much as she didn't want them too. Even the slightest movement pained her. But she did as she was told, holding the blood soaked cloth for him.]

[Nodding, Gaius moved to nudge her hand back so he could ease her shirt up enough for clearer access to that wound. He wiped the rum-soaked cloth over and around it. It wasn't the most pleasant sensation, but it was pretty effective when you didn't have a healer handy, and there had been plenty such days before he'd joined up with the Shepherds.

Whispering an apology, he brought up the bottle to dribble a little more rum on the wound, soaking it up with the cloth before he tossed it beside the knife for a new one. This time he used water, working carefully to clean up the stickiness of the rum as well.]

Still with me?

[He dabbed at it to dry things off as much as he could before gesturing towards Lucario, pointing at the bandage rolls in the pack he'd set down earlier.]

[She'd wince and groan and tear up. But she knew this was necessary. Here she thought that attack back in IE that left a cut on her arm was the worst she was going to have to face while being stuck in this world. Clearly that was a lie.]

Still here...

[Lucario went straight for the bandages and handed it over to Gaius. The sooner they cover that wound, the happier he and his team mates would be. It pained them to have to watch this. Knowing they couldn't actually do much for their trainer.

Cynthia's grip tightens around the thief's arm every time the rum soaked cloth passes the open wound.]

[It was quite the grip, but Gaius was hardly one to complain, not when Cynthia was the one with the knife wound.

He took the bandages from Lucario, nodding at the Pokemon.]

Help me sit her up. It'll make this easier. Almost done, Cynthia.

[This is where garchomp steps in. She may not have paws like Lucario. But she could damn well hold her trainer up without much effort.

The dragon eyes the thief. He was so kind to her trainer. This was the least she could to to help.]

[For a moment he was worried that the Pokemon was upset with him, but when he saw that Garchomp was trying to help, he nodded. Okay, good. That works a lot better.

Gaius was quick to wrap the bandages in place, not too tight, but securely enough. Once he'd layered it enough, he tore off the excess and tied it off.]

Guess I'll have to go to the city later on to see if I can get more bandages and things. -ah.

[He reached behind him, pulling out a small bottle from his own pack, removing the cork.]

This might help with the healing a little, at least. It's a vulnerary.

A what...?

[Listen, clearly she'd trust Gauis with her life. CLEARLY. But this thing has a strange name and it smells pretty weird. You're going to have to explain to her what it is if you're want her to actually drink it.]

Guess you could call it something of a healing potion. It's from back home. Not a bad thing to have if you're in a fix on the battlefield, but it only works so well.

[He offered it to her again.]

[Well she was definitely in no place to argue. She's never actually used a healing potion before. But if it'll dull down the pain, might as well.

The champion takes to small bottle and downs its contents. A little weird in the taste department. But she could feel her head starting to clear up. That was a start.

Her grip on his arm loosened, but didn't let go. Not yet.
She wouldn't admit it. But she could use the company for a bit.]

Thanks...

[Gaius nodded at Garchomp, a go ahead to lower Cynthia back down.

He probably couldn't get to his feet at the moment whether he wanted to leave or not. Now that the worst was over, he felt physically and mentally sapped.]

Anytime... -not...that I hope this ever happens again, mind.

[He smiled lopsidedly.]

Get some rest, Cynthia.

Well I can't promise, but I'll be sure to check for crazy locals before I enter an area.

[She wipes away whatever leftover tears she had left. Then stops the dragon before it even got the chance to lower her. Instead, she asked for a little assistance in shifting her position a bit so she could wrap her arms around the man. She was too drained. But hopefully he understood that it was a thank you hug.]

Always a good thing to check for.

[He blinked as she moved to hug him as best she could, awkwardly returning the embrace with a reassuring pat on her back.]

You've saved my life far too many times...

Hey, don't give me all the credit. Stalwart's the one that made sure you got back here in one piece.

True...where is he anyway? I still owe him an explanation.

[She lets go of him and lays back down, with the assistance of her dragon of course.]

But you still deserve my thanks, Gaius. There's a tiny jar of honey there on my desk...it's enough for one spoonful and...I'm willing to look the other way. Just this once.

Probably wearing a hole in the deck or something.

[Maybe someone should go tell Leo that everything's okay. Gaius didn't think he'd be able to make it to the door, but he can't help but perk at the mention of honey.]

R-really?

Yes, really.

[He looked over at the desk- that honey could be spotted a mile away. ....of course it seemed a mile away for how cooperative his legs felt.

-not that that was going to stop him. He'd crawl if he had to.]

[Well...she could recall her friends telling her she could make men crawl if she really wanted to. Of course at the time they meant she could have any guy she wanted, and this was a completely different situation.

She raised her hand to signal one of her pokemon to go fetch the bottle for him, and Lucario did it with a little class. Even kneeling and presenting the bottle to the thief as if it was an offering to a god.

Crazy little dog.]

[Okay, that, he didn't expect. Nodding awkwardly at Lucario in thanks, Gaius accepted the little bottle. He could have been holding some priceless antique for how carefully he took it into hand.]

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