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呼べよ、花の
名前を❞
[attr="class","hanatext"]Life goes on
with or
without her influence, time never failing to
slip by as she indulges in this sliver of peace that she rarely has. Rubia is
safe and so are all her other pokemon, each probably fast asleep and
oblivious to the fate that almost befell her - Thankfully so, or she may have been getting a few more
bite marks and
bruises to add to her collection of wounds to tend to. But that moment of bliss doesn't last for long, her attention abruptly
dragged back to reality as her gaze
shifts up towards the approaching figure.
Anger. Though she's fallen out of touch with that particular emotion herself, Lilith knows better than to ignore that tight-lipped
glare or that raised
voice, her eyes widening ever so slightly as she
grips Rubia closer to her chest. Her breath
quickens, her eyes shutting
tight and her body
trembling as she attempts to scoot
backwards and instinctively
curls up to protect her Wooloo.
But nothing happens. At least, nothing along the lines of what she
expects. Instead, she's gently
lifted to her feet,
supported by steady hands as Rubia leaps from her arms to reduce her load. But the Wooloo isn't done just yet, an unnatural
snarl crossing her features as she manages something akin to a
bark towards the stranger, her eyes
narrowing into slits even as she follows close behind.
"I- I'm fine..." Slow to process the happenings, Lilith doesn't possess enough confidence to
trust the man just yet, her gaze very clearly
flicking about to seek a way
out. And yet, her body
fails to follow up on the thought, her legs still
shaky as they recover from the sudden break in an extended dash. The dying down of adrenaline means that
pain is quick to sink in once more, the
flaring up of her senses
stifled as she bites her tongue for now.
Fortunately, the walk isn't long and she's settled down in the safety of cover, a silent but long
exhale taken if only to allow herself to
forget the agonising chill that crawls upon her skin.
"It'll heal up by itself." She
insists with a subdued tone, pushing Rubia closer to the Togekiss as she
untangles the Wooloo from her backpack straps.
"Please... heal her first."To a regular person, Lilith is probably someone who's gone mad but nothing matters more to her than the wellbeing of her companions.
"Rubia... was in danger... There wasn't enough time..." A lack of
time or a lack of
trust in the people who surrounded her? With a newfound
breathing space far from the commotion, her mind clears just about enough to provide the man with a
flimsy reasoning. Pulling her jacket closer to herself, she finds herself increasingly
self-conscious about her injuries as it sits amidst an endless web of fading
scars, numerous deep
cuts and unidentifiable
wounds long
healed by the passage of time.
"I'm fine... things like these... don't really hurt."But she's only
kidding herself, her mind already thinking of the
cost of painkillers and other medical supplies she has to purchase for the next few days. As if sensing her discomfort, Rubia
puffs up and
steps between Lilith and Angelo, gifting the man a mean
glare as if
warning him to take even
one step closer. His offer to look for an actual medical expert is
tempting but she's already
shaking her head as she pulls her legs closer to her chest to
hide her injuries from view.
"No doctors or medics... please..."The last thing she wants is to be
questioned by
more unfamiliar people.
Tl;dr - Lilith wants Rubia to be looked over and tries to hide her wounds. She's trying to avoid further medical attention.
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