[Cloud had managed to walk all the way from the Bazaar to Wellspring and had almost made it to the Clinic, but when he was just within sight of the building the slight dizziness he had been experiencing suddenly increased, and he was forced to sit down before he collapsed. He leaned back against a convenient tree and waited for the dizziness to pass... he didn't think anyone in the Clinic could see him from this distance, he would have to walk there on his own.
As soon as his head stopped pounding quite so badly.]
[Pollux had thrown his journal onto his futon and was sprinting towards Wellspring (he was glad, for the first time, that Castor had dislocated his shoulder. He was now familiar with how to get to the Clinic, had it not happened he would have surely spent far too much time trying to find it). He fully intended to run the entire way there, his lungs were starting to burn from the effort, though as he rounded towards a patch of trees, something caught his eye.
It was amazing he even picked Cloud out amongst the shadows surrounding the trees, though it was the hair that gave him away (Pollux was sure the same would have been true for himself - in a tangential train of thought, it was a wonder the two weren't really related.) He slowed his pace to check on his brother, it was hard to tell if he was simply relaxing, or if it was something more dire.]
Cloud. Cloud, are you alright? You weren't in the Bazaar were you?
[Cloud looked up, a little slowly, as Pollux called his name. It was relatively clear he had been in the Bazaar as he had several bloody spatters decorating his clothing, and even a few spots where his white hair was tinged pink. He took a breath, wincing slightly as it pulled at his ribs.]
Yeah. [That was in answer to your second question, btw. Cloud paused slightly before he continued.] ...think I hit my head. [He considered those words for a second or two, then added,] Ribs hurt, too.
[Pollux just blinked. This feeling of helplessness was far too familiar, but he didn't know why. He needed to help him. He knew that Cloud wasn't really his brother, and that there was really no way they could be, he still felt responsible or him. Even if it seemed Cloud was more than capable of taking are of himself, and that he seemed to like it on his own.
He sank to his knees next to Cloud, uncertain what to do with his hands, if he should touch him, help him upright, anything. He had no idea what to do. He was panicked.]
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I'm back at the Spa, I went to get my journal to see if everyone was alright. I need to help, I don't know how but I need to.
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Are you good with healing or medicine or anything like that?
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I'm headed to the Clinic to help do a bodycount for Youth.
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I'll let you know if I see anyone you're looking for.
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As soon as his head stopped pounding quite so badly.]
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It was amazing he even picked Cloud out amongst the shadows surrounding the trees, though it was the hair that gave him away (Pollux was sure the same would have been true for himself - in a tangential train of thought, it was a wonder the two weren't really related.) He slowed his pace to check on his brother, it was hard to tell if he was simply relaxing, or if it was something more dire.]
Cloud. Cloud, are you alright? You weren't in the Bazaar were you?
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Yeah. [That was in answer to your second question, btw. Cloud paused slightly before he continued.] ...think I hit my head. [He considered those words for a second or two, then added,] Ribs hurt, too.
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He sank to his knees next to Cloud, uncertain what to do with his hands, if he should touch him, help him upright, anything. He had no idea what to do. He was panicked.]
Do you need help?
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[It is scribbled out shortly after.]
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