She took his hand helping him up, she looked down for a second realizing that he'd have to put his arm around her to stay up. She never had a guy do that, it wasn't even going to be special she sighed. She slipped her arm under his to support him from falling. "Hold onto my shoulder and we'll get you to the hospital as soon as possible. I never thought you'd die over that, maybe you need to work out a bit. Anyhow I'm sure you can find a nice dream to chase." She said to him kindly, she wasn't too keen on the whole acting nice but she decided she shouldn't yell at him.
A Swordsman Appears
- Thread starter Fia Areli
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Jira hadn't known the word kindness...yet this was something new...he had always done what he was told so he had always done it perfectly yet this was the first time he had ever heard anyone speak kindly to him he was already getting better of his cut to his kneck the other cuts were just the same since they were much bigger then a small slit...he didn't even seem to be konking out unable to sleep no matter what the consequence his red eyes just faced the ground his arm placed around her for support as he walked his other wounds finally catching up to him.
She sighed, she looked at the blood coming from the wounds. "Here, rest here I'll bandage your wounds so you won't lose too much blood." She said to him bringing him to a bench near the shore. She waited for him to sit down and then torn her sleeves off, looking at the wounds feeling compassion for the young boy. She didn't want him to have to deal with the pain.
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Jira didn't understand any feelings she was having as he sat where he was not knowing how to rest...all he felt was pain sorrow and agony which he got used to over the years crying in the small time he had alone until eventually tears never came out and he just took on the sad look he had now and it stuck with him no matter what happened he seemed like a puppet feeling only what his master told him doing only what his master wanted
She slowly started to bandage his wounds carefully, she wasn't the mother type. But she had bandaged tons of her own wounds before. She was careful and when she tightened the bandage she was cautious not to hurt him too much. She slowly carefully bandaged each wound. She smiled kindly, "Your lucky to be getting this help, I'm not the nice type most of the time. You can't just let the bad things kill you, you know. You need to fight to live, you need to survive and live for happiness and love." She said tying the bandage in a way like a older sister would.
"You know your acting stupid by letting the pain get to you and cause you to want to die." On one of her arms that she torn the sleeve off of was a scar, it looked like a painful wound had been there before. She didn't bother to worry about her own wound, she was more worried about his.
"You know your acting stupid by letting the pain get to you and cause you to want to die." On one of her arms that she torn the sleeve off of was a scar, it looked like a painful wound had been there before. She didn't bother to worry about her own wound, she was more worried about his.
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"And what does a retired killer have to live for?" He finally asked of his own will questionably asking for an opinion not so much as an answer...he knew the question was near impossible...how do you teach the perfect assasin? One that cannot feel for another one who is merciless and who has not a free will of his own except for the blood which ran threw their fingers
She smiled kindly, "It's not hard, all you have to do is learn to open your heart to people. I've learned how to do it, I was a orphan I learned from random people the truth of life and what to live for. Do you know that food tastes great and that anytime someone smiles it seems to brighten a room? You need to find the joys in life for yourself that aren't told to you. I was told I couldn't be a swordsman, but I ignored the people and found something I love. You need to forget the past and make a future that has you content with life and free." She finished tying off the last bandage. "Now let's get you to the hospital so you can find that life."
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"How can I find something that isn't there..." Jira hadn't had a soul for another person so getting threw to him was probobly one of the hardest things immaginable since all he wanted was to die he didn't care for whatever life she had and whatever she had wanted for him...his blood red eyes had no tinges like in there fight it was just a bottomless pool of blood from anyone who looked at it
"You know you have red eyes, it symbolizes one of two things. You long for happiness, but it didn't come. Or you've cried a lot in your life from the pain, and in that case you do still have it there it's just you burried it." She sat down next to him, "Look at the people here, some are thieves, others normal hardworking people. Some happy doing things they enjoy, others trying to annoy people by doing things they enjoy. Then their are people who you don't see out in normal places, people who look sad and almost dead they work for sick people killing only knowing killing. But if you learn something other than killing Jira you can make it past the blood and see happiness. Doesn't mean you have to be mister happy, but you can be content without the hurting inside." She said placing her hand lightly ontop of his, giving a kind smile then getting up. "Okay let's get you to that hospital so they can help these wounds heal, then you can work on the inward wounds."
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"They are healed." He said showing the previous wound covered by blood of his own the one he used to feet slowly melding the wounds to how they used to be...he couldent go to a hospital...how would they know how to cure someone like him anyway...acid for blood...its nearly impossible. He did listen but didn't belive at all...when your taken away at 6 the time of your most innocentual period what happened to him would never make him forgive whoever caused him all the pain...she saw his hand...his skin felt cold way to cold to be normal and he pulled his hand away looking at it. Being pale of blood loss or something he did flicker some of the blood of his wound onto the grass which caused some parts of the grass to melt away and a huge chain reaction of dead grass from the acid in it...
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