but i'm glad that you came [quicklog, closed]

[wingsnotwords]

WHO: Iggy [blind_bomber], Nill [wingsnotwords. [Open to their housemates!]
WHAT: The aftermath of Alma's maiming of Nill. :C
WHERE: Home!
WHEN: Prior to this post.

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[blind_bomber]

[He's working at the table in the living room, running his hands over an amalgamation of wires and screws, hoping that maybe once Nill gets home, he can talk her into giving this whole 'bomb-making' thing another try.

The click of the opening door and the thump of a bag onto the floor makes him turn, drawing in his breath to greet her - because he can also hear rustling feathers, which means it must be Nill - when the copper scent of blood drifts to his nose, along with the sound of a body hitting the floor.]

Nill!

[He's up and half-running, half-flying across the room, dropping to his knees beside her, the smell thick in his nose and bringing back all sorts of awful memories. He reaches out for her, but stops, not wanting to touch her wrong, make it worse, hurt her somehow.]

Nill, what's wrong? What happened?!

[wingsnotwords]

[ She lifts her head when she hears him coming, noticing the worried expression on his face. Once again she's left wondering how he's noticed -- but she doesn't really care, nor is she really able to think on it for too long because she's just glad someone did.

She's careful when she reaches her hands out to his, trying not to make that pain shoot through her again. Carefully, she writes on his palm lightly. ]

boy by woods attacked

[blind_bomber]

[He's panicking. He knows it, and he tries to deal with it, but it doesn't work out so well - his wings are shaking, and his hands, too. Nill will probably feel it.]

Attacked?! By - okay, not important right now.

[What does he do? He's not...good at this kind of thing, he's never been.]

Okay, okay...just - hold on, okay. I'm - I'll be right back, I promise.

[He rushes back to the table, slams his notebook open, and pleads into it for a moment before grabbing it and going back to Nill.]

It's gonna be okay, I - I promise. Someone...someone will help.

[wingsnotwords]

[ When he moves to leave for his journal, she lifts her hands a little bit as though that will keep him there with her. It hurts, and she doesn't want to be left alone.

Nill reaches for his hand with both of hers when he returns, and she holds on as she can like that might stop him from leaving again. She grows completely still against the wall, other then her shaken breathing and the faint, awkward shapes her fingers draw on his hand.]

[blind_bomber]

[He latches onto her hand, leaving the journal open beside him - he'll hear any responses that way.]

Nill, just hold on, okay. Someone will help. It's going to be okay.

Someone will...

[He reaches out, brushes her hair gently with his hand, cups her face. His fingers fall across her pulse point, like he's trying to make sure she's still here, she's still alive.]

It'll be okay.

[wingsnotwords]

[He looks afraid, and Nill feels bad because if she hadn't taken the short cut to the house, this probably wouldn't have happened.

She realizes when his hand touches her neck lightly that she's most likely scared him.]

stings

but im ok

[ She hopes. Her wings still hang from her back, limp, because it hurts less that way, and she's still curled into herself a little. She doesn't admit she's tired as she keeps her eyes focused between Iggy and his hand.

As if it's supposed to make him feel any better, she traces the small, faint shape of a heart on his palm, because what the twins said to her earlier that day made her happy, and that's as close as she gets to repeating them right now.]

[noturbf]

[The sounds of miniature jets can be heard as Boba landed. This was an emergency, so he didn't feel bad using a little fuel to get here as quickly as possible. With the door open, he can see all the blood and Iggy doing his best to comfort her.

He doesn't even hesitate to push Iggy aside for a moment so he can assess the wounds better. As soon as he's done he pushes Iggy's hands right back into Nill's]

It doesn't look like anything serious was hit, but we need to stop the bleeding. Just keep her conscious.

[He disappears into the house, grabbing anything that they can use to bandage her wounds.]

[blind_bomber]

[He's just leaning forward to press his forehead against hers when he's shoved - and rather roughly - out of the way.]

Hey - !

[That's all he gets out, though, before he notices that Boba's giving Nill the once-over, and fast, before pushing Iggy's hands right back into hers.

He stares after their new housemate for a while, before a crooked grin spreads across his face, and he sighs.]

See?

[He leans in slightly again, to whisper to Nill.]

I told you. Everything's going to be okay. I think he knows what he's doing.