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[Haine has taken matters into his own hands. When he found nowhere around that did in fact do piercings or tattoos, he figured any small, sharp object would do. To be fair, the wings do look pretty badass with the hoops and cuffs and a thin silver chain he found to fill the piercings with. Most of all, he just wanted to stick the bastards that
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... Then she notices the blood, and as awful as she's been lately, that's something she can't just ignore- checking her gunblade first, she follows the splatter, and shortly afterward comes across Haine on the ground, his blood pooling on the ground around him. ]
-- Hey. [ There's no hesitation here, like many people would have to go through first before approaching. Lightning's witnessed plenty of wounded people and beasts, and though she can tell this guy is still alive, she's also guessing from what she can see that might not be true for much longer. ]
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Keep staring, I might do a trick.
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What happened?
[ She's not fooling around here- if he can talk (in a sarcastic tone even, geez), then that means she can expect him to be well enough to help her help him at least a little. Barring massive objection, she goes to his side, trying to get a better look and bending slightly. ]
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His body reacts on its own, pushing away as she nears, even if it means making a fumbling mess of himself as he does so, one of his wings folding awkwardly under him, the other hand reaching with blood-slick fingers for his gun.]
Stay away from me.
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You're dying, idiot. [ She doesn't back off at all, her eyes going to his weapon and staying there for now. Magically stunted or not, she's not afraid; without a doubt, she has to be faster than a man who's most of the way bled out. ]
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Are you deaf or something?
[Just because she has a point, that means nothing. He still doesn't want her anywhere near him, dying or not.]
I don't want... your help.
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Stepping away isn't an option, because he may try to shoot her even then, once she's out of range of being able to get the weapon away from him.
So in a move befitting her name, she steps close enough to grab his wrist, stabbing fingers into the pressure point there with one hand as the other pushes the pistol away and tries to break his grip on it, twisting away from his palm. ]
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Stop! Stop it!
[Despite his current situation, his eyes seem to go elsewhere for a moment, his head pounding with the flood of old memories. Lily. Blood everywhere. On his hands. All over her. He can even smell it...]
Don't touch me! Get the hell away!
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[ The fact that he's fighting back so hard is not good here. She pulls the pistol away, shoving it quickly into a pocket generally reserved for knives- she knows it's not that smart of a move considering she isn't familiar with how it's set to fire, but aside from averting her attention to lay it on the ground it's really her only option. ]
Calm down. Calm down, I'm trying to help.
[ His fear is palpable, and she tries not to touch him as she goes to one knee beside him. However, when it comes to saving his life or leaving him to die, she doesn't have much choice here. Restraining someone who is injured and panicking is far from her idea of fun, but there's absolutely no doubt that she's willing to do it. ]
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He seems to calm, if only slightly, when she isn't touching him, though his eyes remain wide and unfocused as he fights for control.]
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She grumbles several insults at him, fortunately far too quiet to be comprehensible- now she's irritated and worried and faced with a dilemma. Her left hand goes to her chest, hovering over the l'Cie Brand hidden there beneath her clothing- she hasn't tried to heal since she came back from the draft, though she's fairly certain she can pull it off if she concentrates... at least enough to stabilize this man long enough to get further help.
The problem is, it's not going to do much good if the source of the problem, the piercings, remain in. And if she heals him any before pulling them out, he's bound to fight back harder....
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Hey. These piercings are making you bleed out. They need to come out... or you're not going to heal. [ She tries to keep her voice as low and soothing as she ( ... )
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Leave me alone.
[His voice is almost a growl, more in warning than in actual anger. If she keeps this up, he's not sure he can keep control.]
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[ Normally Lightning would not be hesitant at all, but after her run-in with a cargo train of mental trauma... here, she is. Despite what she thinks would be most efficient, she decides to try and just hold him off until someone else can be found. She presses that hand to her chest, concentrating, and a moment later, light gathers at that place- strangely enough, her healing's always worked better at a distance, but with her death penalty stripping her instinctive knowledge, it's probably best to stay close so she doesn't lose control... ]
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......the hell is that.
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And then she shifts back a little - just in case he decides to try and hit her or something - hand going to the pocket her journal is in. ]
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...what did you do?
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