I've been chillin' out on a star with my 5 star view

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: The space battle commences
When: After 3PM on the 19th to the 23rd
Where: In Space! On the Moon!
Summary: The battle finally begins! First there's asteroids to take down, then we finally arrive!
Rating: SPACE

MORE SPACE

All the details you need are here, so read up on it. This didn't get mentioned before, but you can tag the cultists instead of killing them. Details on this are on a previous draft post. Using the scanners are optional!

There will be a thread for interacting with NPCs, but they may not all go up at once, so keep an eye out for them.

Note: A log for the events in the village will go up on the 21st, in time for the hurricane and droid incursion.

Comments

23rd too SEE I TOLD YOU I'D DO TWO

[asobouyo]

[Elicia gets wind that Tony's been hurt, and of course that just won't do at all. She gets an adult to lead her over to his room and sits down with him at the beginning of it, and while he's unconscious she reads to him out of a book as best she can or administers some of Nala's filial magic through his hand. It's not a whole lot, but... maybe he feels some relief. It definitely helps with some scrapes or bruises and we all know Tony loves his face too much to have it wrecked.

He'll wake up, definitely. Everyone says he'll be okay...

She pauses in her reading occasionally and pats his arm from her spot on the stool.]

You'll be okay, Mr. Tony.

IT'S OKAY I DIDN'T NEED MY HEART ;A;

[alloys]

[He's only barely away when he feels a little bit of healing over some of his scrapes and cuts--it's not much, but he's been through the sensation a lot today, so he knows it when he feels it.

And then, a small hand on his arm. Oh. That could only be...

He turns his head. Opens one bleary eye.

Elicia.]

Hey, Short Stack. [A drawn sigh.] Thanks.

[Heh. Some hero he must look like now.]

OH NO PROBLEM

[asobouyo]

[She smiles big and tries not to look too excited and surprised, but really, there's only so much a kid can do to mask that sort of relief. So maybe the reading worked! She puts the book down on the bed (Hansel and Gretel?) and pats his arm again reassuringly, like it'll keep him lucid.]

It's not a problem, Mr. Tony! I'm a nurse here and I've been healing all sorts of people's scrapes. Yours is pretty bad--but you'll be okay! We'll protect you back.

[alloys]

[He can't help but think of the girl he'd spoken to a few weeks ago--her older, alternate self. She'd been full of fight and seen a lot of terrible things.

But here she is, a nurse healing all sorts of scrapes. He hopes, for her sake, this trend continues.]

I guess even heroes need protecting sometimes, hm? Sailor Lion's--[wince]--here to save the day.

[asobouyo]

[She nods with a forming frown, a little shaky as she puts her hand down and gives it her all again with the filial magic. She's tired, but she doesn't want to sleep--everyone's been fighting and she can't possibly sleep!]

Yeah, I'll protect you. Don't worry, okay? If anyone tries to break in, I'll--I'll get rid of them. I'll use my superhero powers.

[She's so relieved. She wipes at her eyes quickly.]

So don't go anywhere, okay?? I don't want anyone else to leave, not even for a little while...

[Her papa's gone, and then Mr. Mustang and Ed's papa went away... She's been deathly afraid that Ed or Winry or mom'd go next. She'd slowly be alone--was it because she stole all those things before? That man said it's not that easy, and maybe he was right...]

[alloys]

[Oh, god. Is she going to cry? He's not sure what he'll do if he has to witness that. He's so exhausted, emotionally and physically.]

I'm not going anywhere. [He knows it's a dangerous promise to make. He could get sent home at any time, just like the rest of them. Hadn't Rocket Fist announced her dad was gone again only the day before the draft? And here she was, helping other people instead of crying. What a champ. It's admirable to the guy who got his ass kicked while hanging out in a dream.]

Don't tucker yourself out. I'll be okay. [Seriously, she better not tire herself out on him. She's been through enough.]

[asobouyo]

[She nods, biting her lip. There, there. It's all okay. It'll be okay.

Her voice is watery, but she hasn't given into being sad out of pure stubbornness. Even when her dad left--the first, and the second--she told herself she'd try her best not to cry.]

Don't worry about me! If I get super tired I'll just take a nap! I've been helping people with all their scrapes and cuts and bumps; I even have my own room for it, with a sign and everything... It's the least stuff I can do, so I can go back to being good again!

[alloys]

[That's the spirit. Everything...would be okay. It had to be. It always was, eventually.

Look, he's getting better at this optimism thing.]

What are you talking about? You've been good this whole goddamn time. [Minus slipping onto his Tyr-fighter. But he can hardly hold that against her. All things considered, it was kind of adorable. Not that he'd ever admit it.] Cheering on heroes, healing scrapes--that's important stuff, you know.

[asobouyo]

I... I have to make a—amends, so I have to keep being good.

[She bows her head, frowning, thoughtful, unsure if she should answer much.

Regardless of what her mother's told her about the awful man, losing so many people at once--and then being forced from her mother and friends into a 'battle'?--it makes her convinced the man from before knew something. That maybe... maybe she'd been punished for being bad. Was still being punished. He said it wasn't as easy as saying you're sorry, when something that bad is done.

But then, he was a mean person. He didn't know anything! ... Right? Or... or maybe he does and Mr. Tony just doesn't get it. It's serious stuff. This is serious stuff that might've taken her father, might take someone else.

What if Mr. Tony was hurt because she knew him?

She's festering with a lot of blame and it's hard to say it. How does she ever say something like that to an adult, though? She'd get in trouble. They'd be mad at her for causing this.

She shakes her head, squeezing her knees.]

You should just rest, so you can get better, Mr. Tony. You should be sleeping.

[alloys]

[Make amends? Sure, he understands that feeling. It's not one he expects to see in a six-year-old, however. It makes him uneasy, because there's clearly more she's feeling that she isn't saying. But his head is heavy and she's right--sleep does sound good.

Still...]

You're a good kid, Elicia. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Got it?

[asobouyo]

[She smiles, rubbing her arm a little because being flustered in front of a superhero isn't what heroes do, not at all. But she nods and not a moment after starts to scramble off the stool.]

I, uh!! I gotta check on my other patients! [There are no other patients right now.] But I'll be back in just a minute, so don't worry!

[Her legs wiggle with the effort but after a short hop she's standing and wringing her hands together as she side-walks toward the door.]

So make sure you go to sleep and get lots of rest, okay?? Superheroes gotta keep up their strength!

[alloys]

[Yeah, he can sort of tell that she's making an excuse to go be somewhere else. But it's okay. The last thing he wants to do is put her under additional stress right now. The things she's been through this week? A kid should not have to go through. The Malnosso have a pretty sick sense of timing, but that's nothing new.]

That's right. I'll be sure to eat a well-balanced diet, too--and eat plenty of apples. And apple a day, and all.

[He might not be able to do much for her right now, but he can at least try to bring her spirits up.] And in the morning? I'm sure I'll feel as fit as a fiddle.

1/2 wait one more feels tag

[asobouyo]

You'd better! I'll bring you apples and you'd better eat them, because it's doctor's orders! [She opens her mouth to say more, red in the cheeks, but eventually she just nods like she's done her duties.] Sleep plenty!

[And then she runs herself right out of the room.]

I'll see you later!

[asobouyo]

[She rushes back into the room they'd let her take fort in--there are still papers and crayons and pencils everywhere, but she sits down for a moment in the middle of them, heaving a breath of relief. If a hero says she's been good--then it can't be wrong. She's been good. She's been very good. She'll keep being good, too!

She grabs her pencil and writes another note to her mother.

mama

mester tony says Ive been good. Ive ben helping a lot. it'll all be OK because he's a hero and he knows thes things

I hope Ive been good enouf

When Tony is up from his beauty sleep, he'll have quite a few apples on his table that were most certainly carried over for him in a kid's shirt hem. Eat these or else, mister. She's not about to let anyone else slip through her fingers this week. She'll leave him a nice picture of a plane in space, too; it has arrows pointing to the superhero and kid sitting in the seats with their appropriate titles written out messily.

GET BETTER SOON]