Ice hurts...

[brewing-storm.livejournal.com]

Characters: Squall, the SeeDs, idk Open?
Progress: Incomplete
Summary: Squall shows up again. Injured. People are to the rescue!
Location: Figaro to start.
Date: March 16th
Warnings: Blood. :| Angst.


[Somewhere along the way, Squall was counting off not only his breaths, but oddly the little facts of blood loss as a whole. He's pretty sure the ice is going to be an issue, but he can't really get his mind to focus on the outside of that fact that it was wet, it was cold in spite of the terrain, and it hurt. Too much distracting, and he'd lose it.

Dying was the last thing Squall wanted. The very last thing-- that subconscious fear, of people talking about him as if he were gone, hadn't mattered.

Far from the truth, of course.

He was vaguely aware of something going on in his field of vision, and far-off sound, the fact that his arm felt dead... And that was about it.]

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[brewing-storm.livejournal.com]

[Oh... well, that would explain the motion and sound? Eyes blink, refocus, and he frowns in spite of himself. It's that-- who was that? The voice is familiar.]

Rasler... [Not that he means to murmur. Just a little hard to talk right now.]

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[Funny; he's currently not feeling the heat. That's troublesome. Distinctly, the cause and effects run through his mind. A little like a picture real.

Moving his body was probably a bad idea. There was a little detail he was realizing a little distinctly-- the ice had been blocking it, melting meant... well, bleeding out. His entire back was soaked.

Well. That's not good, either.]

Through.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

[The moment Ragnarok touches down, Rinoa is the first to leap off and look around wildly.]

Squall?

[She starts running. She'll find him no matter what. And when she does... Oh, he doesn't look good. Horrified, Rinoa rushes up to Squall and kneels down beside him.]

Can anyone use white magic?

[ladiesmanirvine.livejournal.com]

[Course Irvine is right behind with his gun and enough potions to heal a T-Rex]

Hang on Squall!

[Rushes over with the bottles]

[herownhero.livejournal.com]

[Quistis quickly follows after Rinoa and Irvine, a bag full of potions and other medical supplies from the infirmary slung over her shoulder. Upon reaching Squall, she quickly casts her eyes along the length of his body, trying to make mental notes of the most crucial injuries.]

If there aren't any White Mages, we'll have to try and fix the wound through traditional methods. Dr. Kadowaki taught me basic field surgery, but an actual healer would do a much better job at fixing up the injuries...

[brewing-storm.livejournal.com]

[There's a growl-- both annoyance and pain. Squall doesn't yet understand why they're surrounding him like that, instead of just issuing out a field medic. Funny thing about mending wounds around ice.

It tends to be peevishly irritating.

Well, if they're going to do the job-- he grips the ice. Rasler pushing him up gives enough determination. Enough strength to pull it out, so the back can heal. There's a sickening splintering sound, and an interesting enough of a hole.

Squall's actually rather glad it didn't take his arm off, again ticking off the number of biological issues underneath everything else. For focus.]

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

[God, that looks awful, but at least he should recover now. Somewhere at the back of her mind, Rinoa notices that the icicle is just like the one that pierced Squall when they fought Edea, but she's not in a state to think about what that means right now.

She takes his hand.]

Squall, talk to me. You're gonna be fine, okay? You'll be okay.

[ladiesmanirvine.livejournal.com]

[Tries to give Squall a potion]

Here, this should help.

[Looks at Rasler] Thank you, sir.

[Looks at Quistis] Alright what should we do? Move him or heal him here...or...

[Little panicky]

[herownhero.livejournal.com]

[Quistis hides her grimace as the shard of ice is pulled from Squall's chest-- the sound makes her cringe ever so slightly, but otherwise it doesn't bother her too much. To answer Irvine's question, she gives a small shake of her head.]

No, his injuries are too severe. If we try to move him now, we'd risk further complications.

[Quistis gives Rasler a small nod of thanks before digging through her bag, handing Irvine and Rinoa a couple of potions. She then retrieves a pair of latex gloves, pulling them on.]

I'm afraid we're going to have to do this manually, especially if there are any internal injuries... The ice could have punctured an organ. Squall, I'm going to have to have someone cast a Sleep spell on you so you won't have to deal with the pain.

[The glances up at Selphie and Rinoa.]

Are either of you able to cast a Sleep on him?

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No.



[It's said more firmly than Squall can remember ever saying anything. Or at least he thinks. But he frightens him, the thought of losing consciousness without his control. Without being able to tell himself to do it.

He'd rather have the pain. Rather have something to grasp onto.

Proof he was alive as crazy as it sounded.

A breath, and trying to relent on the clenching in his chest that had little to do with any pain:]

No.

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

[Rinoa immediately uses the potion on Squall, hoping this will ease his pain a little.]

If he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to. Can we pick him up?

[ladiesmanirvine.livejournal.com]

[Looks at Squall, Rinoa, finally turning back to Quistis.]

Quistis...I say do whatever you think is right and best for Squall.

[herownhero.livejournal.com]

[There's a moments pause as she considers Squall's request-- no, order-- until she finally nods.]

Alright. We won't have anyone cast sleep.

[She looks up at Rasler, and gives him a nod to accept his offer.]

Thank you, we appreciate your help. It'd be best if we can get him onto the Ragnarok. We need to get him to someone who can heal his injuries, though-- we have no healers on Garden. Do you know anyone who could help us?

[livelyangel.livejournal.com]

You don't have to do that, Selphie! He's gonna be fine, we've started healing him and we've got potions back on Garden, haven't we?

[Really, they just need to transport him like Rasler said. Rinoa looks at Rasler and Irvine expectantly.]

[ladiesmanirvine.livejournal.com]

[Irvine sees it and nods, slowly picking Squall up]

I think I speak for all of us when I say, the last thing we need is someone else being hurt because of this.