[Someone had
bombed his room, and if Phoenix were to hazard a guess, it would be to pin the blame on the woman who had threatened to kill him earlier and specifically mentioned bombs. He had no idea who she was or what she was capable of
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Climbing a few levels of stairs, she starts shouting.]
Phoenix! Phoenix!
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He's on deck three right now, though, trying to scavenge some medical supplies.]
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However, it doesn't help her panic any that the first few places she checks are devoid of his presence. She'd checked his room - and had found what Harley had done and had kept going. She'll eventually stumble past deck three, still calling his name, though at this point she's a bit hoarse.]
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In the end, he hesitates just a little too long. Anna might see him, standing next to a supply cabinet, clothing torn and bloody.]
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Anna's already outed herself to Harley, so Anna isn't concerned about a target being painted on her back. She's pretty sure it's already there.
She heads over.]
What happened?
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Just some... unfortunate circumstances. Nothing a few bandages won't fix up.
[He doesn't want to alarm her or make her think there's more to it than that.]
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Something exploded outside of your room, and Harley is very much ready for revenge.
[She holds her hands out for the bandages. She can at least help with this.]
It seems as if that revenge might be slated for today, hm?
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Oh. You saw that, did you?
[Reluctantly, he allows her to take the bandages from his hands. Then he gingerly starts shrugging out of his shirt. There's a few pieces of shrapnel embedded in his chest - small and not very deep - but there are plenty of shallow cuts.]
Harley? You know this woman?
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I did see. I told her...she would have to go through me.
[She meets his gaze evenly.]
When someone I care for is threatened, I refuse to sit idle. [She cocks her head.]
Would you not do the same?
[Stepping closer, she moves to examine. Getting those out is going to hurt. Why is it that the only time they see each other half nude, it's always because of an injury?]
Yes. She is...was...[She hesitates.]
A friend.
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[He holds still while she examines him, mentally steeling himself for the pain he knows is to come. Honestly, he wouldn't mind if they had a different reason to be half nude, but sadly, that most likely won't happen today.]
Do you know how long she is likely to maintain this assault?
[He looks at her sharply.]
I do not want you involved. I do not want to see you harmed again, Anna.
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[Anna takes note of his condition, then oh so carefully sets to work.]
Until she catches you.
[Her words are quiet and loaded with a cold fury that's been rolling within her since she heard Harley's initial post.]
This is my fault. I should never have trusted Maia.
[Dropping the little shards off to the side, she continues until the last one is gone. Then she will begin dressing it.
Getting hurt is part of life, now. I... Have accepted what I am, and with that, I have come to the conclusion that I can no longer hide from that which I fear. I am tired of running, of hiding, of...being afraid of my own shadow.
[She looks up.]
Let me help you, Phoenix.
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Was she pleased to see that he was needing medical supplies? She'd be lying outright if she said 'no', as any injuries would begin to slow him down. Him slowing down would inevitably lead to his capture, and that was the ultimate goal.]
~A huntin' we will goooooooooooo, a huntin' we will gooooooooooo~
[Her tone is quite happy as it sings across the shipNET, piping in on anyone's communicators that are active. She preps another bleach bomb, having found the results quite satisfying so far as she's used them. However, as she shakes the bottle a familiar voice pipes in from down the hall. Scowling, she listens and identifies Anna easily enough after ( ... )
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Anna, get-!
[**BOOM**]
[He's already moving, throwing himself off the bed to try to tackle Anna to the floor. A few more pieces of shrapnel slice through his skin, but the pain hardly registers.
Anna!]
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Go through her indeed, Harley. Anna hadn't realized how literal that would be taken. Shrapnel pierces her hide as well and a low whimper escapes but she doesn't move. Not until she's absolutely certain there is no further threat.]
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Until Anna's whimper reaches his ear. Cold shock brings him sharply back into focus as the full force of what she did hits him. She isn't attacking. She's protecting him. And she'd just taken an attack meant for him.]
Anna!
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