Post by Instinct on Mar 24, 2023 12:20:51 GMT -5
Charity work was never a focus of Kaal's inter-blue travels, but, when the opportunity arose for it, he could never turn it down.
Or at least, this present version of him never could. Back when he was but a foolish youth, Kaal naught but batted an eye at the desperate cries of the needy, preferring to focus more on the action he could find across the seas rather than those left in dire straits in the wake of such constant action. Soon following the Grand Line incident that left him both humbled and horrified at his clear yet ultimately fatal flaws, Kaal's mentality change included that of a bias toward generosity, something that now guides him out of the way to help wherever he believes help may be needed.
Which was why he was now taking the time out of his already practically packed schedule to help with the evacuation of a town populace in light of a raging hurricane coming upon the town proper. He had been in the middle of his rendezvous return visit from his final mercenary job and was hoping to get back to Ikra's side by the end of the day, but after seeing the disorganized mess that was this town's attempt at hurrying their people out of the way of the oncoming hurricane, Kaal couldn't see any good reason why he should simply stand by.
And so, Kaal soon found himself corraling the panicked population out of harms way for a good hour or two. Helping women and children first and foremost in getting to a safe distance away as the rest of the remaining men aided in much of the same. The procedure was going relatively swimmingly apart from the still-constant sea of scared faces threatening to trample him underneath every now and then.
At least, that's what the former military man initially thought, until a distraught display of disarray suddenly caught his eye from amidst the surging crowd of people. Quickly descending upon what he would soon see was a pair of mother and child, Kaal's brow furrowed in worry as he saw the mother cradling her unconscious daughter in her arms. Sensing (and preparing) for the worst, Kaal motioned for the two to follow him, and he quickly cut through the cluster of citizens and out toward the outer edges of the town proper.
Out amidst the outer edges of the town, Kaal recalled seeing several field hospitals set up- for what purpose? He wasn't particularly sure. All the sandy haired shepherd really knew was that where there were hospitals, there was most likely help- help more qualified than what he could provide for the mother-daughter duo.
Beelining it to the first encampment that caught his eye, Kaal herded the mother and daughter right outside of the entrance- throwing open the entrance to the mini-hospital as he said aloud in an urgent, yet steadied tone befitting that of a former marine, "This woman needs help with her daughter- and considering the former's hysterics, I would assume it's a matter of utmost urgency!"
Or at least, this present version of him never could. Back when he was but a foolish youth, Kaal naught but batted an eye at the desperate cries of the needy, preferring to focus more on the action he could find across the seas rather than those left in dire straits in the wake of such constant action. Soon following the Grand Line incident that left him both humbled and horrified at his clear yet ultimately fatal flaws, Kaal's mentality change included that of a bias toward generosity, something that now guides him out of the way to help wherever he believes help may be needed.
Which was why he was now taking the time out of his already practically packed schedule to help with the evacuation of a town populace in light of a raging hurricane coming upon the town proper. He had been in the middle of his rendezvous return visit from his final mercenary job and was hoping to get back to Ikra's side by the end of the day, but after seeing the disorganized mess that was this town's attempt at hurrying their people out of the way of the oncoming hurricane, Kaal couldn't see any good reason why he should simply stand by.
And so, Kaal soon found himself corraling the panicked population out of harms way for a good hour or two. Helping women and children first and foremost in getting to a safe distance away as the rest of the remaining men aided in much of the same. The procedure was going relatively swimmingly apart from the still-constant sea of scared faces threatening to trample him underneath every now and then.
At least, that's what the former military man initially thought, until a distraught display of disarray suddenly caught his eye from amidst the surging crowd of people. Quickly descending upon what he would soon see was a pair of mother and child, Kaal's brow furrowed in worry as he saw the mother cradling her unconscious daughter in her arms. Sensing (and preparing) for the worst, Kaal motioned for the two to follow him, and he quickly cut through the cluster of citizens and out toward the outer edges of the town proper.
Out amidst the outer edges of the town, Kaal recalled seeing several field hospitals set up- for what purpose? He wasn't particularly sure. All the sandy haired shepherd really knew was that where there were hospitals, there was most likely help- help more qualified than what he could provide for the mother-daughter duo.
Beelining it to the first encampment that caught his eye, Kaal herded the mother and daughter right outside of the entrance- throwing open the entrance to the mini-hospital as he said aloud in an urgent, yet steadied tone befitting that of a former marine, "This woman needs help with her daughter- and considering the former's hysterics, I would assume it's a matter of utmost urgency!"
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