@Fantasy-Illy!
"We were about to go out on a rescue mission. Eira missed you a lot." Uriah knew they were together when he left and she must have missed him. "She'll be so relieved to know you're okay."
"We were about to go out on a rescue mission. Eira missed you a lot." Uriah knew they were together when he left and she must have missed him. "She'll be so relieved to know you're okay."
“Cyrus what’s- Alex!” Eira’s eyes widened a little and she still didn’t know if she could quiet believe that Alex was here.
Cyrus threw down his backpack. A roll of bandages and a few other medical supplies he had grabbed for the rescue spilled out as he stood there, almost stunned to badly to move.
"Oh hey! ow…" he clutched a reopened wound on his side. "Sorry, may have to cut reunition short…"
"Yes it's Alex, yes he is injured. So, be shocked later and help now please." Uriah walked closer to Cy and kicked his leg a little. "We need to get to the medical center, now."
"Yeah…" Cyrus said, "I apologize in advance, Alex…"
And then he walked up and started carrying his friend off, bridal-style, towards the infirmary.
Uriah was a bit surprised but couldn't help but laugh. He then turned to Eira. "Alex is back, you should go." He patted her head as he walked by into his room. He wanted to change before going to see him again.
"It's alright…" as Cyrus picked him up he winced in pain again, sections of his back were worn to raw flesh. "Ow…"
Eira was still a little shooked and didnt quite know how to feel about the whole thing but she nodded and silently followed Cyrus.
Cyrus felt something in his chest twist a little bit… He felt so bad about all this.
"Alright, tell me what you can about your injuries, and we can fix things up faster."
Uriah watched as she walked away. There was something oddly familiar about this, then he saw three figures walking away. They all looked different. He laughed at himself for feeling this way. Zhavia was gone, Sparrow has Cyrus and Eira has Alex. He shouldn't feel this way. The three most important girls he has known have all walked away. "Well I better go find Sparrow and Luna and tell them. He quickly changed and headed the opposite way down the hall to find the others.
(Poor Uriah. Don’t give up on Eira yet buddy)
"The bastards basically turned me into a fish fillet. They stabbed me in the sides, broke my ribs, and used a rope to wear down my back…"
(Haha, Uriah is the kind of guy that will push his feelings down for others. So he's not going to try and interfere, but that doesn't mean he won't try and get to know her better, and when he does maybe he'll put up more of a fight.)
Cyrus winced slightly at his description, but kept moving until he came upon the infirmary.
"Alright, which way should I lay you down to minimize the pain?"
"My back, it may be worn raw but it'll be a lot easier to get used to… Thank you by the way."
"Yeah, no… Don't thank me… It's the least I could do. I'll start by looking at the stab wounds. Tell me a little more about the rib fractures. Depending on how bad they are… well… that affects your outlook… If they're just slightly cracked, we can ice them and get you some drugs to help with the pain, and they'll eventually heal on their own." Cyrus explained all of this quickly, while going to put on gloves and grab some gauze and bandages.
Uriah walked down the halls and retraced his steps back to the room Luna and Sparrow were last seen. "Sparrow, Luna! I have some news." He didn't hear anything. "Did they go somewhere else?"
Luna looked to Uriah sharply, she walked over, "W-what happened?"
"Ah, I found Alex outside the front door. Cy just took him to the medical room." He wasn't sure of what else to say. He just pointed down the hall, but she already knew where it was at so that was pointless.
The pointed to the two lower rows of his rib cage "They focused around there one is, ow, more than likely smashed the others, ow, I'm not sure."
Luna's eyes opened wide. She walked up to him, "Y-you're being a hundred percent serious right now? Th-then show me th-the way!"
"If it's smashed, then…"
Cyrus did not finish his sentence. He didn't want to think about it. He wasn't sure if he, or anyone else here would be able to fix something that severe.
He dipped some of the gauze he had in alcohol, then laid it over the wounds on his sides.
"I'll go get some pain meds…"
"Alright follow me." He made she to walk Luna's pace so he didn't get to far ahead. "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" She looked mature, but to if she still seemed to act young. It was weird walking with her, he could never tell what she was thinking and how she felt about anyone. Ever since he met her she has been a mystery to him.
"S-seventeen," Luna said speeding up. She wanted to see Alex as soon as she could. She wanted him to be okay, he can't have gotten killed too. That would mean Luna was the only one to have made it out alive.
Eira sat on a chair in a corner of the room, watching silently. She new Alex would be okay eventually but it hurt to see him in so much pain.
Cyrus cast a glance back at Eira.
"You good? You don't have to watch if it bothers you…"
“I’m fine, don’t worry Cyrus.” Eira tried her best at a smile but it failed miserably,
Cyrus looked down at his feet and laughed softly. "I'm not convinced… But I know you want to stay here for his sake, so I won't bother you any more about it. If you want to help though, you could get some ice or something. Preferably a soft ice pack or cold compress if you can find them."
Eira nodded and stood, “I think there’s some in the back, I’ll go look.” She took another warm glance at Alex before she walked away and into another room.
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