Zompania Draft: Coming Home

[frost_jewel]

Who: Anyone drafted to Zompania, or recruited as reinforcements, or left behind in the village. SO. Everybody!
What: The draftees and reinforcements return to the village.
When: May 26, early early in the morning
Where: Back in Luceti
Summary: Most draftees and reinforcements return to Luceti in the very early hours; now, instead of a medevac site for the draft, the village is a welcome (?) refuge from the nightmare of Zompania for its own. There's a high likelihood it still looks a lot like it has in the past few days; those in the fight didn't even get a chance to shower before returning.

(This is the place for all your post-draft trauma and reunions and every other thing. Have fun! And don't forget to entry-tag your character.)

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[silversnowfall]

[Well. Colonel's on the job. What more can she ask for?

Nephry tries to make it quick as she does a round of the house; almost everyone else is still sleeping, or maybe recently sleeping, and doesn't need anything at present. It isn't long at all before she returns to Ion with a glass of water and two pills to take.]

Are you hungry? I can't imagine you had much time to eat.

[distressedude]

[Ion will be just as she left him when she returns, though it's probably clear the pain is bothering him more than he was trying to let on. Although he sits up once Nephry enters the room, prior to that he had his head leaned back and his eyes shut tightly. He won't even answer until he's taken the water and pills, taking care to only sip at the water in case it upsets his stomach.]

[But the question does require a bit of thinking. When was the last time he was able to eat?]

...I don't think I was able to keep anything down for the last day or so. I'm not hungry right now, but I think I can try eating something... if it's light.

[silversnowfall]

[It still shows, on his face, in the way he holds himself up: he's in a lot more pain than he's willing to admit.]

I don't want to force you and have you end up sick to your stomach. It can wait. But I wish I could do more for you. [With Natalia asleep, Jade either asleep also or doing a convincing job of faking it, and Tear- gone, she would have to go outside the house for help. It can happen, but she would rather not leave any of them alone, despite how together they would all be.

Nephry recalls how scared he was before they left, barely four days ago, how they sat together on this same sofa and she tried to assure him it would be all right in some way. And now, it wasn't.]

[distressedude]

[Ion nods. It's true -- he didn't really want to think about how he'd handle getting sick right now. If anything, the fact that his stomach was one of the few things not bothering him right now was something of a blessing. It would only make himself even more miserable, and probably make things even harder on Nephry, the only one awake to take care of him right now. Though now that he's not feeling quite as shaken as he was earlier, he's starting to feel a little guilty about it.]

[He's quiet for a few moments before looking up.]

Actually, do we have any ice? I think it might help me to walk easier if I could keep the swelling on my knees down.

[silversnowfall]

Is it worse this morning? [If it's so bad he can't move well, getting him to his bedroom could pose a challenge.] Let me see them again.

[distressedude]

[He nods, before leaning down to roll up each of the pantlegs. They do look worse, but at least part of it is because they're healing, and will probably look worse before they get better.]

[In truth, he didn't really realize how bad they had gotten until he came back, so they didn't really get healed all that much while he was still on the battlefield. It was probably too late for healing to make much of a difference now, but he could definitely benefit from some ice packs.]

[silversnowfall]

[No, they don't look good at all. Nephry tries hard not to wince when she sees them. Hardly the worst of the injuries she's helped with over the past few days, but it's Ion and they mean more because of it.]

When you do get to your bed, I think you might have to stay there for a few days. [She's very willing to let him stay on the couch, even, but his bedroom is more peaceful.] I'll get some ice.

[distressedude]

All right. [He doesn't put up any argument with that. Truth be told, he rather feels like he'd rather just spend the next week or so laying down in bed.]

[When she returns with ice, he'll have shifted his legs back onto the couch so he wouldn't have to bend them anymore. He'd probably have to stay on the couch for at least a little while longer.]

[silversnowfall]

[Nephry borrows a throw pillow from the chair nearby, settling it beneath Ion's knees so they bend just a little. She has two bags of ice - with two healers in the house, they don't have any icepacks frozen - and one each goes on a knee. Hopefully it helps.]

You should probably lie back down and try to sleep again.

[distressedude]

[Ion nods and lies back, wincing just a bit from the cold when the bags of ice get settled down. But once the initial cold passes, it actually starts to feel a little better, and he visibly appears to relax a bit more.]

I'll... try. Thank you, Nephry.

[silversnowfall]

You're welcome.

[All this, and she still expects him to wind up sick. Nephry pulls the blanket up over Ion and his icy knees. There is little more she can do for him until he rests.]

[distressedude]

[He probably will. Nevermind his own weak body and how much stress he's been under these past few days -- a battlefield wasn't exactly the cleanest place either.]

[But for now, he just closes his eyes and tries to will himself to fall asleep, knowing it would do his body and mind some real good to try and rest. Even just dozing off for an hour would do wonders, no doubt.]

[And should Nephry come back on check on him in a little while, she'll find that he finally seems to have fallen asleep. For now. And with Colonel watching over from the end of the couch.]