012 // training center → infirmary, OPEN

[whiplashings]

[Quistis is walking out of the Training Center with a slight limp in her step as well as her hand clasped to her side, the cloth of her battle attire beneath her fingers stained with red. While it isn't a threatening injury, it's obvious that she isn't very pleased at the moment; her expression is just a touch grumpy with her brows creased, the

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[nomark1or2]

Well hello! Nothin' quite as impressive as a girl who can get rough and fierce in a fight.

[Jecht likes what he's smelling seeing so much he's floating.]

[Literally. Like half a foot off the ground.]

[whiplashings]

[She hadn't noticed Jecht until he approached her, and Quistis is quite unsure of what to make of his compliment.]

Ah... thank you...?

[Let's change the topic.]

Did you cast a 'Float' on yourself?

[nomark1or2]

Huh? No, why?

[He looks down, wondering he's floating. Of course, the act of looking down equates to moving down, so by the time he's eying his own feet, they're firmly on the ground.]

[whiplashings]

[Quistis watches with confusion as Jecht is lowered back to the ground.]

Well... you were floating.

[yellowzippers]

[Selphie really shouldn't be out of her room. Her head is still throbbing from her own hit. Finally, she had gave in and was heading for in infirmity. She spots Quistis almost instantly. Its not necessarily the pheromone control that is making her approach Quistis, but the fact her dear friend is limping.]

QUIIIIIIIIIISTIS!

[whiplashings]

[Well... that certainly catches her attention. Quistis looks up to see Selphie in front of her, and instinctively she tries to straighten herself to make it look as though nothing is wrong.]

Selphie! Are you heading for the infirmary?

[yellowzippers]

[She laughs]

Yep! I got myself bumped on the head. [She hits her own head in demonstration, then cries out because she accidentally hit her head-bump]

You...[She squints] You are limping! WHAT HAPPENED?

[whiplashings]

T-Rexaur. [It's clear that Quistis is embarrassed to admit such a thing; after all, she's had some experience fighting against them.] I don't know what happened; I made sure that I was junctioned before entering the Training Center, but then suddenly my speed and strength failed me...

[Time for a topic change.]

How did you bump your head?

[notaferry]

Oh my~ What happened to you?

[The First Aid teacher has been hanging about the infirmary, what with the recent influx, checking on the patients and the likes. When Botan notices Quistis, she goes straight towards her.

For this event, her powers/abilities are uneffected.]

[whiplashings]

[Upon seeing Botan, Quistis tries to give the female a smile while also attempting to somewhat straighten her posture.]

T-Rexaur in the Training Center. I could have sworn I was junctioned, but after receiving a blow from the T-Rex's tail I began to think otherwise...

[notaferry]

Here, let's get you to a bed.

[She lets Quistis lean against her if needed, and helps her towards one of the infirmary beds.]

Mhmp. I don't know where the doctor is right now, but if you'd like, I can check you over.

[whiplashings]

[Quistis gives Botan a grateful smile before she leans against the other female, allowing herself to be assisted.]

I would appreciate it, really. This isn't my area of expertise so I'm sure you'd do a much better job at patching me up than if I did it myself.

[burntglory]

[Not really having much else to do while being stuck under this ridiculous house arrest, Seifer's walking the main level of Garden. At the moment he doesn't give a single eff about what's going on around him with the cadets, his mind distracted by the incident that had happened nearly a month ago-- the fist fight with Squall, Quistis escorting and grilling him... how he had opened up to her about certain things...

Seifer is still kicking himself for the 'talk' they'd had in the infirmary, the two of them alone and Quistis inquiring about Ultimecia, his actions, the debate of his trial and possible execution... Also he's still mentally berating himself about the dance; he knew he shouldn't have shown up, shouldn't have danced with herTapping the flat blade of Hyperion against his shoulder while walking, there's a little niggling at the back of his mind that at first confuses him but then grows to be frustrating, bit by little bit. Seifer glances up to see the lieutenant commander limping and red staining her clothing where her hand is

[whiplashings]

[Quistis has to try her best to suppress a groan; running into Seifer in her current state is not something she would ever wish for. Considering she is rather wounded at the moment, being aggravated would be something she'd rather not add onto the list.]

I didn't 'piss off' anyone; just a bad run in with a T-Rexaur in the Training Center. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be heading to the infirmary.

[burntglory]

What? You can't fix yourself?

[Nope. He's not moving. Sorry.]

[whiplashings]

I've used a couple of potions but that isn't enough to heal the wound completely. [She doesn't exactly want to admit that she can't access any of her magic, let alone any Curagas to help.]