A stop in... and hide!

[navigatornami]

Day: 24
Characters: Axel [firaga], Nami [navigatornami], and appearance a bit later by Matt [loadsavedgame]
Summary: Axel is back in his room, open and bleeding and gross, Nami is… stressed, worried, scared, and wants someplace to hide anyhow because she’s worried people will come and shank her in the night. Who would look here? Right. She wanted to see he was alive anyhow.
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[navigatornami]

Ah, she hadn’t meant to upset him with the touch, but she knew how much, when she had that terrible illness, that the hair on her face and forehead had been a great bother. Something she couldn’t handle removing on her own and thus it was even more a bother. Sure, there were things worse with her, but that pasted hair on her forehead was really hard to deal with. So… so she was just trying to help. The fact that she invaded his personal space didn’t even sink in that fast either.

He… had a point though. Even if he had begged they’d have done it, wouldn’t they. She… she begged, begged them not to shoot, begged them not to fire the gun. After the second shot she begged to give it to her! She said she’d do it, as they told. One shot, and they both could go. One shot and that was that. She didn’t want to, she tried though, for a near miss aim, something she normally could do but… ---

Drawing her hand back from his face, his hair, she shook, hiding her face with her hand again. The thought had to be banished. She couldn’t think on it again. Axel was a mess. She wanted to help him. She wanted to not hear the things going on, in the intercom. She didn’t want to hear people talking, the jabbering, the soon to be breaking Reeve. See, none of that was something she wanted to focus on. Not on the intercoms, not on her mind. All Nami wanted to do was get rid of those kind of thoughts for… for… ten minutes at least. Just a moment to breath, right?

“Y-you’re right… they’d not of s-stopped. S-sorry for… for saying you should of. I was just… scared. For you. It sounded so… it… it looks so painful. How… are you laying here alive? Why aren’t you… bleeding like normal?” She asked, and looked around for things. “What… can I do to help?”

She still shook, like a leaf on a tree in the wind, and she was pale as can be. Scared of course, and constantly looking at every tiny sound, for where it came from, even if it was just the intercom.

“N-No one… will want me to worry about them. Not… not no more. I… Please, let me stay… here for a bit? I can be of some help. Please? Tell me what to do, do you know? I can try to do something till morning. Then get someone to really patch you up a bit? I… don’t know. Something. I… I have to be able to do… do something. D-don’t you die too, please, Axel. Please let me do something?” She was almost pleading, needing something to do, some place to hide.