Log: Ongoing

[selfservinglove]

When; Evening, 19th
Rating; PG (or PG-13)
Characters; alchemyteacher, selfservinglove, hannin, hopefully 2wanderinghands and lovesfreefood, anyone else can chime in, I guess...
Summary; After a bad night of drinking with Mugen, Hotta got into an argument with a strange girl. He apparently flipped out and tried to remove his offending eye. Gaara has happened across the man, mentioned that the man was dead to

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[alchemyteacher]

Stupid, stupid drunk! Izumi Curtis cursed as she moved through the streets of the City. To worry a child like that! It made her so angry. Mad enough to beat the life from the idiot when he recovered

[selfservinglove]

Gaara glanced up from glaring at the prone old man sprawled in the fountain. He nodded a silent, “hello” to the woman. She waved him aside, Gaara did not argue. This “helping” crap was wholly new to the bakemono (monster) of Sunagakure.

Her prognostic was that the man was still alive. Gaara frowned as she pulled the large man over her shoulder. “I could-.” He started, saw her determination and clamped his jaw shut. “Where is this clinic?”

[alchemyteacher]

Izumi smiled warmly at Gaara, nodding her head as assurance she would be fine. The man did not weight her in the least, she had carried bears during her youth.

“Not too far. A couple of blocks from here, Gaara,” replied Izumi, starting to walk in a hurried pace, specially measured to not upset the unconscious man and avoid more bleeding. He smelled so bad, it made her want to throw up but she resisted the urge. The blood she could stand but the fellow reeked to alcohol.

[[OOC: No idea where exactly the clinic is. It wasn’t said, I think. XD So let’s make up the location]].

[selfservinglove]

Gaara watched her moving and frowned. He reached out and uncorked the gourd on his back. “Wait,” he reached out and grabbed Izumi’s arm to get her attention and stop her running.
“Sabaku Fuyu,” (Desert Suspension) he spoke the words, moved his hands into position. The sand under their feet solidified and rose several inches off of the pavement. Gaara moved his hands again, “Ryusa Bakuryu!” (Quicksand in the Style of a Waterfall)
The sand flowed out of the gourd on his back in a long stream, allowing the platform they were on to bob along like a raft on water. It glided down the streets on the river of sand at breakneck speed without the jostle of running.

Gaara glanced at her, “much quicker.”

(OOC: No sweat, it’s near the apartment buildings. A small building with bars over every window/door.)

[alchemyteacher]

Izumi stopped her tracks when Gaara grabbed her arm. She looked down, lifting an eyebrow. “What is it, dear?” she asked, wondering if he was hurt or uneasy with the arrangements. She was a stranger to him, after all.

When he uttered strange words and moved his hands to a position, Izumi could not help but stare in curiosity. Her features shifted to shock when noticed the sand streaming out his back. Did he carry that sand all this time? Is he an Alchemist? He looked young but he could easily be an apprentice.

She shook her head, allowing her brief shock become determination. “Ah-Thank you, Gaara,” she said, nodding. “You’re right, it’s easier this way.” Though, really she’d rather do this in an old-fashioned way. Relying on their extra abilities wasn’t exactly what Izumi approved but the man was badly hurt and she would not upset the boy with her standards.

[[OOC: Gotcha]].

[selfservinglove]

Gaara nodded and crossed his arms over his chest. It was easier. And the chakra used to manipulate the sand was hardly enough to cause the boy any hassle at all. The sand flowed down the streets, complying with Gaara’s unspoken will, until it slowly ebbed away close to the apartment buildings.

Gaara lowered his sand without speaking and took a step into the diminishing waves of sands as they rose in tendrils and snaked their way back inside of the gourd on his back. “Which way?”

His eyes scanned the area, coming to a rest on a squat building decked out in bars. What was that supposed to be, a prison?

(OOC: He’s staring at the clinic, he just doesn’t know it yet. ^_^ Sorry about the delay. I fell asleep in front of the comp. XD)