savevoid | I'm the Hero of This Story

CHARACTERS: Jo (

afraidomymother) and OPEN
DATE: May 9 (day 43)
RATING: PG 13
SUMMARY: Jo's healing and wandering through the place. TOTALLY CR BAITING.

[She'd found a walking stick of sorts and with her side bandaged up nicely, Jo needed to get out of her room. Slowly she'd made it out of the dorm and headed out. First to the hospital. It was falling a part, but she needed to see if she could scavenge anything.

Next was to the training facility, not that she could work out, but she wanted to know more about the people here, the creatures here. Her knife was tucked safely away though she didn't carry the shotgun around.

Jo found herself next at the outskirts of the forest. She wasn't going to go in, not in her condition. But it was interesting. She wondered what exactly was in there and if anyone had figured it out.

Lastly she headed towards the merchants themselves. Not to barter, but it seemed like it was the place to be. It was buzzing and people seemed to be wagering plenty for what they sought. Jo had enough protection and she wasn't picky. For now she was okay.]

ooc: feel free to run into her anywhere. just say where.

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[And Kaworu was sitting on top of a tree when he noticed Jo, bandaged up and walking around though she should probably be still somewhere safe. The boy decides to say something]

Aren't you hurt? [Basically a "why are you walking around like that" question.]

[She continues on slow until the voice stops her.]

I'm not staying couped in my room any longer.

Won't you get worse, though? [he observes her carefully]

Nah, I'm stitched up pretty good. Just in pain. [Which is why she's partially hunched over.]

[he decides to come down. Floating in the air - and glowing, because he glows every time his powers are activated - he lands softly on the ground] Do you need help?

Edited 2012-05-11 07:02 (UTC)

[While browsing what the training facilities have to offer, Jo may find she's not the only one observing. Plastered against the wall, arms behind her back, is a pale girl in black and blue standing still enough to be a statue. The only part of her that seems to move is her eyes, pupils darting this way and that as others occupy the area for their own purposes.

Eventually, her gaze falls upon Jo herself, as if reading her very movements to look into her soul.]

[Jo is just watching. She's far too weak to partake, but it's when she feels there's something else she pries her eyes from what's going on to the outlying area.

It takes her a moment to spot the girl, but she does eventually, and she just watches back.]

[It's at least a minute before Black★Rock Shooter decides she should probably do something. She's rather slow when it comes to social situations in general, or ones that don't involve battles to the death anyway, so she doesn't bother with trying to figure out a nice way to start a conversation. Rather, she pushes off from the wall and approaches the only other person who isn't using the training facility to, well, train.]

You're injured.

I am. [How astute of you.]

How? [She's also talkative.]

[Nunnally has been spending time around the hospital. Most of the time... she's not exactly sure what she's doing there, or what help she can be, but she always assumes that there might be some job that needs doing. Today is no different, but as she heads down the familiar path she hears... footsteps?

They sound off, not quite entirely even. She wonders if perhaps someone injured is nearby. Not wanting to run into the owner of these mysterious footsteps, she stops rolling her chair forward and asks-]

Hello? Is someone there?

[She was just heading out, the patter of her limping still echoing.]

It's okay... I was just leaving. [She calls back.]

Were you visiting the hospital?

[she knows she has no right to pry into this woman's business.. but her voice is one she hasn't heard before, and she feels curious]

[She heads toward the voice, down the hall.] Just wanted to see what was here.

I see... I've heard the hospital is in a poor state... I hope we'll be able to repair it soon.

[Natasha was investigating the wooded area herself, a bit disconcerted at how quickly it became dark under that canopy of branches. Things were in there, she'd have known it even if she hadn't been told. It felt...wrong. Some places, some people just did. But you had to know your perimeter, you needed to know your safe zones and how to maximize safety in the rest, so she was out here moving silently among the trees just getting the lay of the land when Jo happened by. The girl was smart to keep her distance, in her condition anyway.]

I'd keep my distance if I were you. It's quiet in here now but that's not something I'd be willing to bet on lasting.

[She'd been aware of the other presence, but kept to looking in. Next time she'd come back more prepared.]

It never does.

I'm the Hero of This Story

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