Two Storms Collide! The Island of Festivals!

[Fennec]

Dropping the rusty chains that were once wrapped around his hands into the white sea below, Tenzin looked behind himself making sure the patrol ships weren't following his stolen waver. The industrial works of the island he was escaping fumed heavy black smog into the air. Perhaps unsurprisingly a pair of black-metal ships spewing soot into the air were tight behind him.

*fwoom fwoom*

A pair of harpoons were sent through the air flying his way. He swerved to the right on the stolen motored vehicle slightly, his teeth gritting as he went a bit heavy on the side. This had been his only chance to escape the West Peak Trading Company. He couldn't mess up now, sweat beads formed around his forehead as he rushed through the foaming white waves of his home sea. The morning sky matted in its warm hues of red, orange, and purple.

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On the leading black ship...

"Captain Zhao! The target is gaining speed, we may lose him."

A soldier in golden armor burst through the cabin's quarters where a tall bearded man with an eyepatch an even more regal outfit of gold scales sat. Captan Zhao, a wrathful man in his late thirties, early forties. He stood up and slammed his table angrily causing the soldier to flinch.

"Then YOU know what to do! BLAST EM! We'll call it an accident! No man will make a fool out of me!"

The soldier nodded and rushed back outside leaving the armored Captain behind. He looked down at some knickknacks on the table and pushed them off angrily.

"That bastard is going to pay..."

He lifted his hand to his eyepatch, a scar firmly placed over it.

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Back to Tenzin...

*BOOM*

Tenzin heard the blast coming from behind him, in an instinctual reaction he saw the dragon-shaped cannon blasting at him with a rocket that resembled a firework headed straight toward him. No way, they actually did it? Wasn't he merchandise? Why the rash decision!? His eyes opened wide as the unavoidable missile made contact with his waver.

*KABOOM*

The monk closed his eyes as he was sent flying, feeling burns form on his skin and wings. Through the air, he went flying flipping about until he plunged headfirst into the white sea below. Paralyzed from the pain and shock he sunk into the deepest depths... his eyes rolled into the back of his head. That's when the unexpected happened, a break in his expectations of the world. He fell through the waves and was now headed down into a seemingly endless abyss!

In the blink of an eye, his world changed from clear skies to dark murky clouds with lightning flashing. Straight down onto a rocky mass below. Like the raindrops that surrounded him, he was headed down at full force. Forcing himself about he attempted to maneuver, his wings smoking still from the explosion moments earlier... the man looked like a plane in a collision course with the earth as he spun around.

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Tenzin | Electric Blue #7DF9FF | (Post Count: 1)
Captain Zhao | Ash #636160
Soldier | White #FFFFF

[Mai Kobayashi]

They say that in the city of festivals the party never stops, and that is true for a large part of the year. There was one exception; when a storm looms on the horizon. The gigantic Cummulunimbus cloud that had been lingering overhead for several days now had been disrupting the festivities for over 72 hours now by promising a torrential downpour, battering winds, and most of all thunder. But even though the thunderstrikes had come at clear skies infrequently, the rain had yet to make an appearance. The shops selling masks had dared to open again on the second day but even the tourists had heard the news by now. Their business was suffering. A city of festivals where there were no festivals was of no interest to visitors.

This left San Faldo with a strangely empty feeling, a mood that struck every so often and where the city for a few days belonged to only its locals and the stubborn few visitors who waited out the storm rather than leave on the sea train. Most of them hated it, there was no money to be made when there was no one to sell to. The people here knew only how to enjoy themselves by partying, when it fell away they had no idea what to do with themselves. For some though, the calm of a looming storm that came once or twice a year was a rare moment they could have truly to themselves. For someone like Ailura, to whom the hectic bustle of daily life was a constant struggle.... the calm was like an early birthday present.

She was laying down on her back, her eyes staring up at the overcast sky. Her ears twitched at the sound of the gently swishing wind. it didn't sound like a storm was coming to her ears, it did not smell like it to her nose. There was something strange in the air she could not quite place...

She closed her eyes, this really was a calm before the storm wasn't it. Tomorrow... Tomorrow was her birthday. She'd finally be old enough to leave this island behind. That was the promise she had made with Uncle Tesuglev... She had been packing her things for weeks now, her anticipation growing with every day the date approached. Yet now it was almost here... she couldn't help but feel like her stomach was turning. The doctor had been doing his best to ignore her enthusiasm and she to ignore his daily growing chagrin. She knew why he was upset, he thought she did not think about how her leaving would make him feel. She did not want to leave him behind, He had been like a father to her for so long...

She turned onto her sides, clasping her hands together as she bit down on her lower lip. She was fighting back the tears welling up in her eyes as she realized that Tomorrow, she really was leaving her home behind. She wanted to go, but all the dreams swirling through her mind turned to worry the longer she lay there thinking of them alone. Tears went silently running down her cheeks. Knowing why she was leaving and that she was determined to go no matter what did nothing to ease the tension brewing in her stomach.

Her worries vanished almost instantly when a flash of lightning lit up her eyes even through her tears, she opened them in shock to stare at the sky in bewilderment. Her first instinct was to cover her ears. Her lips moved as she silently counted until the crack of thunder rolled over her. 3 seconds... It was close!

She was alert now, her eyes on the sky. She could see something... falling? It was close, much closer than the crack of thunder should be... How strange what in the world could be falling from the sky? It was too massive to be hail and it was just one thing...

Her eyes opened wide in shock as she realized that silhouette was a person. A person was tumbling down from the sky! She didn't think, she pushed herself to her feet and ran towards the edge of the rooftop, her nimble feet carrying across it in mere moments. When she reached the end of the roof a last heavy step should have become a jump but from her leg shot a surge of electricity, crackling between the ledge and her feet. It sent her shooting forwards so fast her figure seemed to disappear from sight. She traveled almost 20 feet in an instant before she started to slow down and began falling.

A second surge of electricity crackled into the empty air, though it was nowhere near as fast as her initial burst of speed, she pushed off in mid-air as if the surging electricity rippling across the fur of her feet was offering her steppingstones where none should exist. Jump after jump carried her across the skies of San Faldo, each in turn, bringing her closer to the rapidly falling object.

A soft gentle arm wrapped around Tenzins hurt form, She fell with him, holding on for several more seconds. She kept on kicking her leg down several times as the electricity crackled and raged trying to slow their fall, before finally they slowed enough and she could find purchase. She landed on a nearby rooftop, laying the injured person down and staring at him curiously. Yet at the first move he made, she jumped back. She ducked into hiding behind a Chimney and only peeked out from behind it to stare at the Injured winged person on the ground... ah... if he had wings maybe she did something unnecessary..? She should really say something... She opened her mouth but the words did not come out.

She ducked behind the chimney again, sitting down with her back against it and hugging her knees into her chest. She was facing away from the man keeping the stone structure in between them and buried her face into her knees as she softly spoke out from behind her hiding spot.

U-uhm... A-are yuteia... alright?

[Fennec]

As the damp air made his body wet, he started to fade and lose consciousness. He couldn't control it, his wings wouldn't open... they were in pain. He felt it, his wings smelling of burnt hair, his muscles aching as they were giving out.

Down, down, down he went until he felt something warm. An embrace, he felt it but didn't see it... he simply didn't have the power to open his eyes. No, even too weak for that. Something fuzzy was holding him. Something warm. It felt almost like the pelt of a sky wolf.

A few swift motions as he went in and out of the darkness when... he felt himself on something hard. No longer in the warm embrace. No, it was cold... and wet or starting to get wet as droplets of water began to fall on his face. Had... he landed on something? In fact, where was he? His eyes were still closed but he had to wonder if some sort of mythical beast.

Perhaps a winged lion had carried him onto the afterlife. Surely, the sky was all that existed. The legends of a blue sea below were just that. Legends, there weren't wingless men down there sailing across blue seas of water instead of white seas of cloud. Wingless men with big grandiose kingdoms that encapsulated oceans of life. That were hugged by mountains of red.

"Uh... ugh..."

Tenzin groaned, he felt pained and burned... a drop of cold water fell on his forehead. Grounding him in reality, with great speed (that he later regretted as a surge of pain went through his muscles) he got up and opened up his big blue eyes with a gasp. There was a world, hundreds of homes surrounded him. All quaint little villas, with windows that had inviting warm light.

He was on top of one of those homes... a plume of smoke rising through a chimney. The monk tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. His vision stabilizing a bit thanks to that sudden adrenaline rush. Just ahead, was a ringed tail of white and red... it belonged to something. No. Someone. He hadn't expected the wingless folk of the blues he'd heard so much about in legends to be furred creatures.

"Who... what... I... ugh..."

Tenzin tried speaking out to this furred girl, she was like a sky raccoon. But not really. It was odd, whatever she was. Perhaps it had been she who saved him, her fur. The feeling of a sky wolf's pelt between his golden fingertips. It had to be right? He grunted in pain as he tried to move, his vision blurring and the world spinning. Tenzin clenched his teeth and closed his eyes as he touched his side. There was a warm sticky feeling. The obvious sensation of red ichor.

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Tenzin | Electric Blue #7DF9FF | (Post Count: 2)

[Mai Kobayashi]

The girl shivered when she heard his voice come out. She took hold of her tail with both hands and pulled it behind the chimney with her. She hugged the bushy mash of red and white fur to her chest and hoped against hope he had not seen it. A hope she knew from the outset was doomed by the fact that had he had specifically asked who was there...

There were droplets of water falling down, a particularly large one fell on the tip of her nose and popped all across her face. The cold stark wetness caught her by surprise and her head jerked upward. It wasn't genuinely raining so where did the water come from? She looked up at the massive cloudbank overhead. and wondered. Doing her best not to let the soft groaning of the man distract her. She already saved him, she owed him nothing more..

She bit her lower lip softly, it was a lot easier to say than it was to put into practice. She was cool and calculating when it came down to it but her heart wasn't cold. Her ears twitched with every stammered moan. She was trying to think, there was surely a reasonable explanation here. She was so close to putting the pieces together. Just be quiet for a moment!

She gritted her teeth together, it was no use struggling against the pangs of a guilty conscience. She did not know this man, he could be a villain but... He was harmless and in Pain now and as much as she wanted to crawl into a dark corner and vanish she couldn´t. She pushed herself to her feet and walked slowly over towards the man.

She was stalking on the tips of her toes, still clutching her tail in her arms. About halfway there she halted. She finally got a good look at the winged stranger and the fact that he was so far out of her comfort zone made her curious. Her eyes poured over his burned form and went wide at the sight she witnessed. She rushed over the rest of the way falling to her knees next to him and forgetting all her apprehension as she put her hands over Tenzin´s own, covering the aftermath of his battle in the sky.

Ahh... Ohh no...Y-your Blood is coming out...

The words crossed her lips in barely a whisper. The flowing life force would not be so easily quenched and it stained both her hands and his as she pressed down firmly to staunch the release of liquid through the wound. He groaned and her voice rang out with slightly more force to it, even if that still sounded insecure by anyone else´s metrics.

Ah... I-it's better if you stay still...

She looked him over curiously. His clothes were unfamiliar, his wings doubly so. How did he fall from the sky... and then a thought struck her. A story told long ago on a pirate ship by a crew still giddy to regale a little girl with their exploits... That explained it, as many times as she had questioned the doctor about his dials he had maintained that they came from an island in the clouds. She always thought it was a fancifull tale and he had gotten them in some nefarious way but...

There were legends of Islands in the sky, of giants appearing as heralds of massive clouds in misty seas that lived up in the sky. She thought them but tales of course, but she had always loved the notion. it was certainly possible... According to one theory there existed ancient clouds that never fell apart, so high up in the sky they had been turned into something akin to ice. Fossilized Cloud matter forming entire floating conglomerations of massive clouds. It would have sounded rediculous if the scientist proposing the theory wasn´t so well respected.

According to his writings, those clouds no longer lost their water, it was contained in a state between ice and gas, a sort of fluffy water-like substance that remained in constant high stratospheric orbit. That would explain how this massive cloud bank had been overhead for 3 days and yet it had not rained.

Was the water that she had felt before then coming from some kind of hole this man punched falling down? That would explain a lot but... She wanted to be sure.

Yu-teia fell from the sky... Y-you have wings to... Are you from the Sky island? Is it real...?

[Fennec]

Holding onto his wound with his golden palm the young man breathed steadily. Taking heavy slow pants, breathing was painful even. He felt a burning sensation in his lungs and a surge of pain on his side every time he would take a breath. Existing was simply painful in his state, so he was acting with caution. Something he normally didn't do. The furred girl before him pulled her tail to hide it, now completely obscured by the chimney. Was she afraid of him? If so then why did she save him? Nothing made sense...

He continued to breathe, simply looking forward... his electric blue hair drenched. His blue eyes locking onto the chimney listening to the voice speaking from behind it. He opened his mouth to say something. Anything. But couldn't muster the willpower to say anything. Simply feeling too weak to even move or even sit down.

He was, standing in place. In pain. After some more heaving and staring blankly, collecting himself. Collecting his thoughts, he decided to break the silence. Speaking his first actual words to the woman before him. All to answer a very simple question. One about his homeland. Did the blue sea dwellers think they were a thing of legends too?

"Yes."

Tenzin said, that was that. No additions came from him. Just a simple yes and just as he spoke those words the first drops of water began to fall from the sky. A cold wet drip fell on his forehead causing the monk to flinch. Almost bringing him to reality. Following the single drop, a cacophony of smaller drops pelted the ground. The storm was no longer approaching. It was upon them. His eyes opened wide. From sheer force of will, he exhaled two more pained words.

"Help. Please."

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Tenzin | Electric Blue #7DF9FF | (Post Count: 3)

[Mai Kobayashi]

I-I could get you a doctor... But..

Her words were cut short but the sudden shift in the weather. It wasn't just a few drops of water after all. the rain came down in earnest. Wasn't it going to be even more dangerous if she left someone who was bleeding like that in the rain? His wounds wouldn't clot if they remained wet and as she pulled back her hands and stared at them, the amount of vital red fluid that had managed to seep through his fingers onto her own was shocking. The rain was rhythmically coming down now, background noise to her thoughts. If she was going to act she had to do it soon. Her fur was starting to feel damp and that meant that the options she had were rapidly dwindling.

She glanced down at the wounded Sky islander who could barely keep his eyes open, even then, indecision paralyzed her. She couldn't just... In front of a stranger?! Her face flushed red and she rested it in her cupped hands to hide the expression on it from... what exactly? She had to get him to a doctor, this was not a time to be paralyzed by her own insecurities. He was going to die! She took a deep breath, squished her cheeks with her cupped hands, and mustered all the courage she could find as she grabbed the bottom hem of her T-shirt and pull it up over her head.

That wound... I think moving you down from the roof will be dangerous if I leave that...

Her voice had found a measure of steadiness through her newfound determination to act. The sound of ripping fabric could be heard over the steadily increasing rhythm of the raindrops pelting the roof tiles around them. She was arched forwards over him, shielding him and more importantly, the ripped-up T-shirt from the majority of the rain with her own body. The water ran dripping across the wet fur of her back already. This was an insane effort to make in the middle of a gathering storm

I'm sorry... Please bear with it..

She took hold of her hand pressing on the wound and resolutely moved it aside. Before the improvised bandage could get completely soaked, she pressed a patch of the Shirt, folded several times over onto itself, onto the biggest and most dangerous one of his injuries. Firmly pressing down she forced him to sit up slightly so she could tie the rest of her T-shirt around his waist to hold it in place. She put as much pressure on the knot as she could, It wouldn't be good for him in the long run for it to be this tight, it would hurt. But she needed to stop the bleeding.

There should be a doctor at the theatre building... It's been designated as the emergency shelter during the storm. I...

Her words came out more hastily. The rain was running down her nose, dripping down onto him over her work. She was trying to comfort him, letting him know she would help him, but she wasn't even sure how much longer he would be conscious. If he even was now. Moving his body around felt heavy. At the moment she had just acted without noticing that... But now it felt like a weight she could barely move around... a small bit of panic gripped her. She had to get him up... up onto his feet and then down from the roof. She could see the theatre from here. It was only a few rooftops away. Just a few jumps. It would be trivial on her own. but carrying someone through the middle of a beginning storm? She gritted her teeth...

Try not to lose consciousness... ahh... t-that's right. Tell me about the Sky Island. Anything is fine... Just keep talking so you stay awake...

[Fennec]

The fur covered woman stuttered at her every word. A doctor would have been nice... Tenzin himself wasn't exactly fond of doctors, but in his state even he couldn't deny the fact he was in need of one almost direly so. He let out another pained groan as he stood still. Completely still. If anything the woman was right about something. He shouldn't move. Although, the rain now pouring on him wasn't exactly helping his cause as his body with it's natural functions began to shiver.

"Doctor?"

He replied in one word, but no. There would be no doctor, at least not yet. Going down would only harm him, so for now they were confined to the rooftop. The usually happy-go-lucky man let out a pained sigh. He had so many questions, but it was all overwhelming. His homeland being ravaged and burnt to a crisp by raiders. Then being sent to the West Peak Trade Company where he was forced into slavery... and now... now that he managed to escape he was in a different alien world on the verge of death.

That's when he noticed it, the ripping sound of clothing followed by the sudden decrease in water droplets falling upon his smooth face. Well, she wanted him to talk about the world above as a form of distraction to keep himself awake. Tenzin furrowed his brow as he racked his mind to think about.

"Its big..."

He said, his voice hoarce. The monk made a pause thinking over his words carefully. Ignoring any pain he had, clearing his mind just as the other monks in the monestary had taught him.

"An endless sea of white clouds is up above with islands everywhere... the sky races live divided in various nations of their own making. Many follow gods... not actually gods but rulers and worship vearth. But most important of all is Fairy Vearth... a land of endless Vearth. There is no blue or white sea... just vearth."

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Tenzin | Electric Blue #7DF9FF | (Post Count: 4)

[Mai Kobayashi]

Vearth... Earth? Do you mean Dirt? I see, even an island in the sky needs ground to survive but if there was a whole lot even fossilized clouds would be unable to support the weight...

For a moment her words trailed off into a place of contemplation. There was a distracted, almost hollow tone to her voice as she contemplated the various implications of his words. No, She needed to firmly keep her thoughts in the present. She couldn't afford to drift off into her own thoughts and analyze the complexity and intricacy of another culture's beliefs. Every second that she wasted now this sky person was losing more blood. He wasn't a Mink and he wasn't exactly human either but his blood was still red and his body still needed every drop of it. He had already lost a whole lot...

Are you sky people touched in the head or something, this Fairy Vearth... Listen. A land of nothing but dirt without oceans is a curse, not a blessing.

She was not gentle now, not in her words and not in the way she was tying up the improvised bandages. The rain pelting down on her head was running down her face and dripping from her cheeks onto the battered man's chest. Was she crying? If she was the venom in her words that spite his very thoughts certainly contradicted such a soft-hearted gesture. But her hands did not tremble, they worked with cold mechanical precision, she felt bad for him. She wanted to put him at ease and say comforting things but if she allowed him comfort then... No, she wanted him to be angry, fight her on her assertions. Awaken his fighting spirit all for the sake of keeping him focused and awake. If he fell asleep like this, he would probably never wake up.

Listen, The ocean's cycles of evaporation and precipitation are what create weather patterns, rain, wind. Without oceans, the world would die. That dream of yours would be nothing but a giant endless desert. You should ask the people of Arabasta how pleasant such a world would be.

Her words continued to needle him as she hoisted him up to his feet by force. She was smaller than he was, not as strong. What made things worse was this rain. How was she going to get him down from the rooftop? If she tried the usual way she would be fine, but he was already too soaked. The discharge of her electro would without a doubt carry through the water, without ground under his feet to well.. ground him it would be far too dangerous...

Ah.. But you live up on top of the sky... there is probably no weather up there is there? but those clouds trap a lot of water, so you must be able to drink that at least... A place of endless dirt with no water. Humans wouldn't last a day. Give it up. It's a stupid dream.

She kept talking, kept provoking him. Her thoughts on the matter were only half-formed. In truth, she would much rather genuinely be discussing the amazing scientific insights he could provide her with. But her thoughts weren't truly scratching away at the mysteries of the sky. They were feverishly trying to think of a way to get them both down. The theatre building was so close, a doctor was so close. Why did it have to rain?! That stupid cloud shouldn't even be producing rain, to begin with! Why was even science disappointing her right now!?

Listen, Nature is a balance. You want dirt? There is plenty down here, but too much of one thing always means something else is lacking. Like your body right now, there are too many holes and not enough blood. It's not a good thing, right?

That's right. There was that option. Separate the two variables of the equation. Adress each half separately and arrive at the proper conclusion through a shortcut. Every step they took closer towards the edge of the building was probably ratling him. Even if she was supporting his weight, letting him lean on her shoulder despite her personal discomfort... He probably was in pain.. on top of that... he was heavy.

Right now moving you is dangerous but leaving you out on top of a building in the rain is more dangerous. S-so W-well. Grit your teeth some more... it's impressive you got this far without crying but... This is the painful part.

She pushed him, over the edge, sending him tumbling to the street below him. But he didn't go alone. She jumped after him, her feet pushing off into the air. Electricity crackled at the tip of her feet, arching across her damp fur and bridging the air to lash out at nearby droplets. Without a doubt, he would have been electrocuted had he been touching her that instance. As they fell, she pushed herself to pass him, to get down before he did. But before making it all the way down she pushed upwards one more time, to slow down her fall and allow him to catch up and fall straight into her arms. The discharges of the aerial maneuver across her fur barely had enough time to dissipate before she grabbed hold of him. The impact with the ground was softened just a bit, but it was still too hard. She gritted her teeth but still bit into her lip, her ankle made an ominous cracking sound as they hit the ground at the bottom of the tall building.

A little stream of blood ran down the side of her mouth, her left leg was limping as she clutched the strange man from the sky in her arms. Pure stubbornness was all that drove her forwards. It was just a few blocks... she was going to make it. He was too. Just you wait and see. She wasn't giving up when she got this far...

[Fennec]

At this point, Tenzin was a lot of things. Tired, confused, in pain, disoriented, hungry, and overwhelmed. The last thing he expected in all of this was to enter an argument with his would-be savior. One about a subject he didn't really have much knowledge on if he was honest. Tenzin narrowed his golden eyes and looked up at the woman slightly perplexed.

"What?"

He simply replied, his face showing nothing but utter confusion and pain mixed together. It was like watching a sick man question the world around him while under delirium.

"Earth? That's what you blue sea people call it? Interesting..."

Tenzin trailed off looking at the sky above, dark clouds matted it blocking any sight of fairy vearth. He frowned and turned to the woman still explaining the cycle of water which he was very much familiarized about. But then went on about something called 'fossilized' cloud which made no sense to the pained man.

"I never claimed it was pleasant. I don't care much for Fairy Vearth... it's the Skypieans who worship it. I'm not Skypiean."

He explained letting out a sigh, he felt such an explanation would likely be lost on this woman. Certainly, her bringing up Arabasta was lost on him. He had no clue what the place was or who those people were. Which in turn prompted him to ask a very childish question. At this point, despite his pain, his curiosity was starting to get tickled.

"What's an Arabasta and why are the people from there adverse to land?"

She was still going on, asking about weather patterns up in the sky and freshwater. Calling the very idea of a place like Fairy Vearth a stupid dream. Which confused Tenzin greatly... despite his disinterest in such a place he knew it to be real. It was always in the sky. Every night without fail... even when you couldn't see it there it was still there shrouded in the darkest of darkness.

"But Fairy Vearth is real... she is up there..."

He pointed up at the sky, his bloodied fingertip shining brightly as a bolt of lightning flashed.

"Every night she shows up with her white splotchy face. Again, I don't really care... she is beautiful but it's not a place I want to visit... seems far away and lonely."

Tenzin tilted his head.

"Although she was all weird and red one time... strange day... I remember it... I swallowed a frog on accident."

He let a sigh, remembering his homeland and remembering Master Samten. A slight smile curled upon his face as he remembered his father figure... but just as it came it left. Replaced by a deep-seated frown. This was all his fault.

"Master Samten did tell me about Fairy Vearth and how he believed our people descended from it."

Tenzin shrugged.

"I don't believe that especially if what you say is true it's barren. It's funny, Samten also told me all things need water to survive... but as you said, Fairy Vearth lacks water if it's a land of endless vearth."

What Ai said next did catch his attention the land of the blues had plenty of vearth. That was curious. But all he saw around him from his vantage point was stone and more stone. No vearth, at least not in a way he recognized it for miles. He didn't comment, however. instead, he braced himself and gritting his teeth. It was time to move.

"Oh..."

He let out a gasp, having forgotten about his predicament for a moment there getting lost in conversation.

"W-wait... what are you-"

She shoved him, he didn't know this is what she meant. Without even screaming he braced himself for the inevitable impact with the ground. He closed his eyes, feel the air's pressure press on his wounds as he tensed up. He could likely jump this, save himself... he could fly after all... but he risked losing even more blood. But before he could decide on the matter he saw the woman flash past him a burst of thunderous power! With grace and power, she made it to the ground. Her face looked uncomfortable, despite its grace her landing did seem a bit harsh. Tenzin furrowed his brows as he landed in her arms yet again.

"Are you okay...?"

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Tenzin | Electric Blue #7DF9FF | (Post Count: 5)

[Mai Kobayashi]

It's fine... w-we both just need a doctor now. It's not much further.. just hang on..

It's wasn't fine, her ankle was hurting so much she could barely put her weight on it. Every step was agonizing and the injured man she was holding in her arms wasn't making things any easier. The look on her face was one of intense focus but her teeth were gritted together with determination as she willed herself to move down the abandoned streets. The rain had forced anyone who could help them inside but with how threatening those clouds had started looking ever since this man fell from the sky she had hoped there would at least be some people heading towards the storm shelter. But there was no one...

I'm amazed you can speak this much. Is this how near-death people usually behave? Arguing about white ladies in the sky...

The words were muffled by the relentless rain, water came pouring out of the sky and relentlessly beat down on both their heads. She was going to get sick like this, she had her fur still, but to begin with, she had just been wearing a pair of shorts, sandals, and a T-shirt over her underwear. And right now that T-shirt was in tatters trying in vain to hold back the flood from this strange winged man's wounds. Please, it didn't matter who. Just someone come out and help them already... Anyone...

The moon, that is what we call your Fairy Vearth. Your people supposedly came from there? That's a silly notion... But that's what I thought about Islands in the sky too...

This time, she was talking to keep her own pain at bay, when she wasn't dwelling on it it was easier. These torturous steps went by faster if she had something to keep her mind occupied. Why did the streets have to be empty now? She had made it a lifetime effort to avoid them, to avoid people and crowds but the one time she needed anyone at all there was not a single soul who dared brave the rain. Damnit, those clouds shouldn't produce rain. What was this farce of a joke!? Did some idiot burn a bag of dance powder or something, or maybe the silly notion of gods this sky man brought up held water after all...

A grin spread across her face, pained though it may be, held water. This wasn't a time to be amused at accidental wordplays. She looked up at the ominous clouds, stealing only a momentary glance. They were so black you couldn't see anything... good. That at least was one less thing to worry about...

The moon huh, It's good you can't see her right now... It's a full moon tonight. You wouldn't want me looking at it right now...

That's right, that would be the last thing they needed right now. Well at least her leg wouldn't hurt but.. on a stormy night like this without people to bring her back to her senses nothing would hurt at all ever again if that happened now. She closed her eyes. She shivered in the rain. Even fur did not protect you from the cold when you were soaked to the bone. But they were almost there... just a little further. Someone would be there to help them. Someone would come out and help them soon. Someone had to be heading to the shelter.. at least one person...

You can see it from here.. that big building is the Theatre... It's the designated storm shelter in this area. There should be a doctor there at least.. even if people have taken this storm lightly.. the rain beginning should have people heading there...

She kept telling herself that, as every step took more effort than the last. She wasn't sure if she could make it...

[Fennec]

"I see..."

Tenzin gave a rather somber reply, it sort of bugged him that someone else had gotten hurt because of him. Again. He bit his tongue and didn't say much else. Tenzin was determined not to allow this to happen anymore, but he couldn't say it out loud. No, he had to act on it. Actions after all meant more than words and more often than not when determined it was best to simply say nothing. It seemed, however, that the furred woman was determined in making him speak.

"I tend to speak more when I'm not bleeding out."

The monk teased, sticking out his tongue... although even the effort of such a thing caused him its due degree of pain. He grimaced slightly, maybe.... it wasn't the time for joking. Not yet, no matter how positive he tried to be in a situation like this. There had to be a limit.

"That's what Samten said, yes. It's hard to believe... it seems so far away."

He replied, turning his head to look at the cloudy sky. The moon was nowhere to be seen, obscured by the cloudy darkness that matted the sky. Tenzin furrowed his brow, it was a shame... the moon always made him feel calmer. It was a constant from all the chaos, always present even when unseen. Always the same even when in states of change. Despite what the woman said, he did wish to see it. Although her comment made him wonder if she disliked the celestial body.

"Have you something against her?"

Tenzin asked, wondering what sort of answer he would get. It didn't bother him if she happened to dislike it, people disliked things he liked all the time and that was more than fine. At the very least this conversation was helping him be distracted from his discomforts. Being cold, wet, and in pain. Even so, at times he felt himself fading in and out... it would seem he wasn't the only one though. His furry companion seemed to be struggling as well judging by her breath and facial expressions.

"A doctor... I hope so..."

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[Mai Kobayashi]

No... I don't hate it. But...

Her words were bitten back. Held close to her heart, how should she explain. Should she at all? Could she? She didn't quite understand it herself. The one time it happened she felt like she passed out and all her reason left her. Afterward only vague impressions and an odd jubilous sensation remained. A savage kind of joy that made her shiver just recalling the vague imprints it left behind. Or maybe that was just the cold rain had soaked her to the bone.

Well, yu-teia have wings and I have fur, even if we are both people we are different species too. The moon...

That didn't really say anything did it, it didn't explain anything. He was just a stranger, one she wasn't even sure was going to survive the night. Maybe that urgency caused her to divulge more than she otherwise would have. There was a huge chance this guy would just not be here tomorrow. did that morbid thought somehow make it easier to vent her secrets. She didn't really know... but somehow she felt an over-ridding urge to explain in some way. It made it easier to put one foot in front of the other and keep going...

The moon when it's full acts on me much like it does the tides, it makes my blood boil and my heart sing but... When I look at the moon when she's full... I lose my reason in a way that neither of us would survive right now...

Maybe.. just maybe. Just remembering that night, made a spark of that other feeling rekindle in her heart. The part of it she had tried to forget. That within the wild savagery there had been a small part of her that felt freer, stronger, more wildly happy than she could recall having been in a long, long time. As bad as she had been told that night had gotten, she really didn't remember it well, but that feeling gave a spring to her step she sorely needed right now.

A final effort saw the limping mink, dragging on her shoulders a man much larger and heavier than her, up the steps towards the old theatre. When she reached its imposing doors a sigh of relief escaped her. The large marble overhang shielded her from the rain and having reached there finally the strength in her legs gave way and she sank to her knees, her shoulders drooping and Tenzin resting on her back like a limp doll. The water streamed down her face from her soaked hair and she closed her eyes as she banged her fist on the wooden doors.

A doctor.. IS THERE A DOCTOR HERE?

Once more, with greater urgency, all her strength. All that she had left was in her fingers pounding on the door as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Louder than she had ever raised her voice in her entire life.

NO, ANYONE AT ALL.. PLEASE HELP.

With grand mercy, the doors opened, several people came walking out, the small crowd surrounding them with concerned looks in their eyes. One of them looked over the man still halfway slung across shoulders and inspected his badly dressed wounds. It was a blur to her now, her breath stoking in her chest as the adrenaline that had kept her going faded and the world swam in front of her eyes.

"Ohh... It's some kids. Come in quick It's... Hey! Are you ok?"
Those horrible wounds... You two, bring him along. Quickly! Give the girl a warm blanket and some cocoa and put some ice on that ankle.
"Alright, give him here, girl."

Their voices were a jumble, finally, she felt strong arms lifting the weight of her shoulders. Somehow she had gotten there. She had done everything she could.. that was fine right... she could take a break now... ah.. a nap sounded really nice...
"You are alright now, come on, let's get you up."

Soft hands were pushed under her arms, lifting her gently to her feet. Whether out of pure instinct or a dazed sense of reason she put a hand around the shoulder of someone she vaguely recognized, an older lady from around the neighborhood... what was her name again...?

"Here, lean on me little miss. I've got you."

She did just that, her weight supported by the kind lady she was marched over to a chair in the theatre's audience and gently lowered into it. She shivered, wet, cold, and ducked together, huddling in the chair.

"There we go, just sit here ok. Your friend will be fine. Maria, bring me some ice and something hot to drink."

The woman's voice called out to someone else. More feet moving, she wasn't feeling present at the moment at all. Was he going to be alright? She didn't know...

"Here, this blanket should keep you warm, for now."

She grabbed the blanket with both hands and shivered. She pulled it close and tight and wracked her clouded mind, doing her best to find the words to speak the question she needed answered most.

W-will he be ok?
"Don't worry, the doctor is with him now, you just worry about yourself alright?"

There was something comforting in that voice, and a final sigh and her worries and exhaustion dragged her off into an uneasy sleep...

[Fennec]

The young man listened quitely, so she didn't hate it? Yet didn't want to see it. Perpexling, the moon was beautiful. How could someone who didn't dislike it not want to see it? It was a silly thought sure, but the young man had to be forgiven. The loss of blood was likely getting the best of him.

"Well... yes I have never seen furred people... are all the men from the blues like you?"

He asked curiously, it was something he sort of wanted to ask but hadn't figured out how or when. Not that his situation made thinking about phrasing any better. This of course was the best time to do so. Nevertheless, the woman described herself being lost in fury under the full moon. Tenzin had never heard of such a thing? They both would be in trouble? It did seem troublesome. Although, he had to admit the story made a degree of sense. He remembered reading something about people going wild under the Moon's light. That's why there was a term... what was it... Lunatics? Yes. Also there were stories of people who became beasts under the full moon. So perhaps these stories had some merit to them.

"I see..."

Tenzin said in a strained voice and that was in fact the last thing he said before passing out. His vision started to become blurred and dark... the young women's voice seemed distant and like an echo as she called out for a doctor. Good thing too. Tenzin was at his wits end. His body needed attention soon, his wakefulness was slipping from him. Not dead, no he had life still. But he was exhausted, his endurance had carried him far enough.

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