for peace of mind (open!!)

[thenobledie]

Who: everyone and their hopefully still living mothers...
When: June 1st and onward
Where: EVERYWHERE
Format: action or prose, whichever works!
What: The war is over, and everyone can relax. Or cry. Whichever.
Warnings: n/a?

PATROL HEADQUARTERS

THE DOJO

THE CLINIC

( ooc | did the major locations! but add others, and i will update the entry with

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the clinic;

[thenobledie]

open; tldr, shirley is asleep

[thenobledie]

[a point has finally come - that shirley needs the rest she has refused at others' insistence. and when she sits for only the second time in several days, the pops and cracks of her joints are too audible. but an painfully throbbing headache doesn't make that noise any more pleasant; her forehead feels as though it is about to split open. soa, she can feel every muscle in her body screaming, too.

she considers dematerializing, but then, she would just feel the pain deeper - no point to waste her magic, either. it's nothing serious, and others will need it, as survivors push through the wreckage. it's familiar, anyway, and in a way that is satisfying. she was meant for this.

if shirley had it in her, if the weight of others' suffering were not upon her, she would laugh. because this is what belzac had meant, and the realization burns a cool shame through her. how had she forgotten?

(she can't say she really minds, though. it's purpose and one so much better than the idleness of her shrine.)

but for now, she rests. really rests as

[key_destination]

[Roxas has a few reasons for visiting the clinic after some of the chaos has ebbed away, and his first priority is to see if Tsuna had checked in. He hadn't been able to contact his friend for awhile, and it's another big concern that's kept him on edge. His second and third are to offer any magic he had left in him to help heal others and find the woman he had spoken to before-- he hadn't caught her name, but she was on staff at the clinic.

The first reason on his list goes unchecked (to his dismay), but he quickly completes one when he finds Shirley sleeping in a corner. Her work must have been extremely tiring if she was in such a condition, and he's not surprised. Kneeling down by the wall, Roxas watches her for a moment before conjuring up a Curaga circle beneath them with a bit of effort. He's not sure if it would help her tiredness, but he can already feel the aches and pains from the battlefield seeping away. It's the least he could do.]

[thenobledie]

[she half-startles awake, shoulders raising and sucking in a breath. healing magic is familiar, and it's the fact she was asleep before that confuses her. slightly sleep-addled, she turns her head, still against the wall, to look at roxas.]

There are others who need it more.

[but some of the tension in her back and feet is seeping away, and her headaches dulls a little. his magic can't fix the cause: noise.]

[key_destination]

I know...But they need you too.

[More than what he could give with the amount of energy he has left to conjure up a few more Curaga spells.]

Sorry if I woke you up. [He pauses awkwardly before putting on an apologetic smile.]

[thenobledie]

[...a point. you have one, tiny man.]

Quite alright.

[and she smiles, slightly.]

[key_destination]

[A brief, unpleasant thought passes by and he can't stop his smile from wavering.]

Ummm, that girl I brought in-- is she still in the same room? And...is she doing better?

[thenobledie]

[god, healing her leg seems like seconds ago. what a skewed sense of time.]

Her leg is healed. She should be across the street with uninjured survivors.

[key_destination]

[It's a complete relief to hear that, and Roxas smiles again as another weight seems to lift off his shoulders.]

Alright, I'll check up on her later. But thank you... [Another awkward pause.] Sorry, I don't think I caught your name.

[thenobledie]

Shirley.

[and she tips her head, slightly. her smile grows, polite but controlled; it is nice to see a smile after the chaos, though.]

[key_destination]

Thank you, Shirley. I'm Roxas.

[A native rushing by and Roxas presses his shoulder against the wall as his expression grows a little more serious.]

After all this...when things start to really calm done, I need to talk to you.

[thenobledie]

[a pause. she knows what about, and there is a sudden caution in her. he isn't dangerous, no, but that weapon... shirley is curious and wary at once. and she wonders, how many people would seek its power - that have already.

shirley nods.]

Then, you will know where to find me.

[key_destination]

Right. [Giving her a nod back, Roxas finally moves to stand up and look around the hall. He hadn't quite caught the change, but if he had, he would have probably assumed the caution was because of the subject rather than his keyblade.]

I'm going to head out. Gotta keep looking for my friend.

[thenobledie]

I'm certain you will find him soon.

[not many of the scorched died, and the news would travel fast. so. it's a matter of time.]

Guuuhhh, though I replied to this. -ties it up-

[key_destination]

Right...See you later. [And with his goodbye, he heads for the clinic exit.]

tldr, ezio is a manly foster dilf

[manscruff]

[ and so, without shirley, annalee is left to wander on her own. she finds ezio by accident, asks him to "show her the coin magic", and of course, he complies. she is delighted by it, hovers around his ankles, and in doing so unofficially relieves him from duty. he is content to be so-- word has gotten 'round that he can "find" people, a little too much fame on the side of unnatural for his tastes. she asks if they can get food, and he tells her yes, takes her to the market which is in slow recovery. apples are expensive, but he's got more than enough ivories, and a knife to cut the bad parts out with