122. Circumstances

[corrinesbell]

[To think it was just a regular day.

Sheena stumbles her way around from the back of house 18. One arm is braced against the outside wall of the house, the other useless. It's a slow, staggering kind of walk. When she runs out of house, she manages to move just a few more feet, into the road, before crashing to the ground again. Mercifully, her

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[seraphgoddess]

[ With Mithos not around at the moment, Martel was free to whatever she want. She wanders around a bit as she's still unfamiliar with the area and stumbles at the clinic. Her face turns into one of horror as she spots an injured Sheena lying on one of the beds. ]

S-sheena! What happened to you?!

[corrinesbell]

[Not around? Wonder where he's gone?

Sheena is asleep at the moment, but she's doing much better now than she was just after the fight.]

Sorry for my slowness!!

[seraphgoddess]

[ Her frantic voice falls to a silence when it occurs to her that Sheena was sleeping at the moment. Quietly she approached the bed and sits by her side. It seems that her injuries are no longer fatal, but nonetheless, the pain must have been terrible. Before she even realized what she was about to do, she began to stroke the young summoner's hair.

When was the last time a friend of her was injured? Her eyes close as she mused over the past. (She's been doing that a lot lately.) Oh right. Mithos, Yuan, and Kratos. It would be impossible to count the number of times they hurt themselves on her fingers and toes. A light smile is brought to her face when she remembers Mithos claiming that his sword wound was merely a scratch. ]

No big deal~

[corrinesbell]

[After just a few moments of Martel stroking her hair, Sheena stirs, half-opening her eyes in confusion. Was that Raine, still-?

...No. Oh no. That's Martel. Suddenly she is more awake than she's been all day]

What-?

/is forgiven :DD

[seraphgoddess]

[ Her hand pauses in mid-stroke. A red shade immediately overtakes her face when she's been caught. ]

S-sheena! I'm terribly sorry! I wasn't thinking!

[ Trying to regain her composure, she stands up from the bed and occupies herself by smoothing down her dress. ]

[corrinesbell]

[Well geez, Martel, she's not going to yell at you for being nice.]

It's...i-it's okay. You just surprised me.

[seraphgoddess]

[ Sheena surprised her as well. ]

Oh, all right. But are you all right? How did you get all those wounds? Please tell me.

[ There she goes again. Being all motherly and stuff. ]

[corrinesbell]

[Can she really tell Martel the truth?]

I...got into a fight. That's all.

[seraphgoddess]

[ A fight? Wait, she couldn't mean... ]

...It was with Mithos, wasn't it?

[corrinesbell]

[Sheena flinches. Just hammer in that nail, huh?]

...Yeah. [and if we're telling that much of the truth] He ambushed me.

[seraphgoddess]

[ Martel's silent and unsure on what to say. ]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...

[corrinesbell]

You didn't do it.

[but if he finds out they spoke in person, in this condition Sheena's as good as dead.]

[seraphgoddess]

[ She grimly shakes her head in denial. ]

It is my fault. I didn't raise Mithos the way I should have. And for that I'm sorry. I know that apologies won't work here especially after what's happened, but I'm truly sorry.

[corrinesbell]

[...Maybe Colette is your descendant.]

It's not your fault.

[seraphgoddess]

[ Impossible. Yuan and Martel never got it on. She was silent again. Sheena's words had little effect on her; she still believes it was her fault. She looks at the ninja. ]

Have they tried healing you?

[corrinesbell]

Yeah. Raine did a whole bunch. I'm a lot better than I was.