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alittlesmall) wrote2019-05-01 10:29 pm
alittlesmall) wrote2019-05-01 10:29 pm
salutations (ft. nowi)
[ The march across Plagia has been an arduous one. The intense desert heat and humidity dampened the soldiers' determination to see through their mission. Yet despite the exhaustion looming over them and the growing anxiety about rescuing the Exalt in time, the Shepherds tried to keep each other's morale high.
Ricken could see their efforts unfold as the army built camp for the night. There was an unexpected battle today as well, but the men and women were energetically moving about, tending to the wounded or unloading the necessary supplies for the camp. He suppose the lively atmosphere was also thanks the two new addition to the army: an grisly but experienced mercenary and a young girl who could turn into a dragon. Ricken only saw them fight from afar as he was traveling to a nearby town as per Robin's orders, but both of them seemed capable in their own ways. The girl especially looked super tough when she was in her dragon form.
So imagine his surprise when he finds that same girl sitting by herself, her shoulders hunched together. The lighting's especially dim in this part of the camp, so he can't tell what kind of expression she has on. For all he knows, she could just be tired from today's battle and is simply resting. But there was that slime chance she might be injured. For better or worse, he has never been too shy to offer help, so he fixes the basket full of clean linen in his arms and walks up to her, the gravel crunching underneath his feet as he approaches her. ]
Hey! Uh ... [ Oh right, he doesn't know her name yet. ] You're not hurt, are you?
[ He's learning basic first aid from Maribelle. If she really is hurt, he could probably do the bare minimum. If not ... well, he'll think about it then! ]
Ricken could see their efforts unfold as the army built camp for the night. There was an unexpected battle today as well, but the men and women were energetically moving about, tending to the wounded or unloading the necessary supplies for the camp. He suppose the lively atmosphere was also thanks the two new addition to the army: an grisly but experienced mercenary and a young girl who could turn into a dragon. Ricken only saw them fight from afar as he was traveling to a nearby town as per Robin's orders, but both of them seemed capable in their own ways. The girl especially looked super tough when she was in her dragon form.
So imagine his surprise when he finds that same girl sitting by herself, her shoulders hunched together. The lighting's especially dim in this part of the camp, so he can't tell what kind of expression she has on. For all he knows, she could just be tired from today's battle and is simply resting. But there was that slime chance she might be injured. For better or worse, he has never been too shy to offer help, so he fixes the basket full of clean linen in his arms and walks up to her, the gravel crunching underneath his feet as he approaches her. ]
Hey! Uh ... [ Oh right, he doesn't know her name yet. ] You're not hurt, are you?
[ He's learning basic first aid from Maribelle. If she really is hurt, he could probably do the bare minimum. If not ... well, he'll think about it then! ]
2/2
[ In hindsight, it makes sense that someone who can turn into a dragon of all things has some ~ mysterious ~ pedigree. But at the same time, thousand years are no joking matter! He finally drops the heavy basket on the ground and squats down in front of Nowi, the brim of his large hat flapping at his movement. His expression is still full of shock but his eyes are shining with wonder too. ]
But how ... when ... ? [ In the end, he furrows his brows childishly. ] You're not pulling my leg, right?