[Closed]
Who: Scar (lonestray) and Sakura (sucker_punches).
When: 11/23, after this, hella backdated because I fail.
Where: The steps into Dismas
Format: Paragraph, past tense.
What: Scar got his butt injured, Sakura goes to heal his butt. And sigh about it, because really now, Scar.
Warnings: None.
Sakura had given up counting the number of times she had been required to go off and heal someone who was too stubborn to ask for help. As a medic, she was used to this. Shinobi were notoriously, well, stupid about healing and hospitals.
It didn't get any less irritating, however.
She remembered Scar from a post before, and he hadn't looked good then. When he wouldn't tell her where he was, there was nothing she could do for him, but now he'd collapsed and she knew exactly where he was.
Dismas.
So she went there, and down the steps, her sense of duty defeating the sickening feeling of her chakra being leeched from her as she descended out of the sunlight into darkness.
He was sprawled out just at the base of the stairs, where anybody could trip over him. She sighed, thinking it was just one more irritant that he hadn't made it far enough for her to be able to use the skills Tsunade had taught her.
It wasn't a terribly kind thought, and she felt bad about it almost immediately.
She crouched down next to him. "Hey," she called, softly. "Can you hear me?"
When: 11/23, after this, hella backdated because I fail.
Where: The steps into Dismas
Format: Paragraph, past tense.
What: Scar got his butt injured, Sakura goes to heal his butt. And sigh about it, because really now, Scar.
Warnings: None.
Sakura had given up counting the number of times she had been required to go off and heal someone who was too stubborn to ask for help. As a medic, she was used to this. Shinobi were notoriously, well, stupid about healing and hospitals.
It didn't get any less irritating, however.
She remembered Scar from a post before, and he hadn't looked good then. When he wouldn't tell her where he was, there was nothing she could do for him, but now he'd collapsed and she knew exactly where he was.
Dismas.
So she went there, and down the steps, her sense of duty defeating the sickening feeling of her chakra being leeched from her as she descended out of the sunlight into darkness.
He was sprawled out just at the base of the stairs, where anybody could trip over him. She sighed, thinking it was just one more irritant that he hadn't made it far enough for her to be able to use the skills Tsunade had taught her.
It wasn't a terribly kind thought, and she felt bad about it almost immediately.
She crouched down next to him. "Hey," she called, softly. "Can you hear me?"