[Jaunt] [Week 1, Last Day] [FFXV Spoilers] A Painful Lesson

[keepcalmcookon]

[Ignis can't filter this, can't stop the bit of pain coming through the network--he's in literal agony over here. Or the desperation. Or the fear.]

Felih... Noct, I... We--help.

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[levelthreehooligan]

So you guys... Got smacked too?

[Though wounds are routine for her, as is poison, the constant uptick of immense pain is starting to wear her thin]

2/2

[levelthreehooligan]

[A Different voice chimes in this time, frustrated and furious.]

Where is it I need to bring her. I have picked the manacles that kept her power in check, but that's about all I can do.

[leftbehindagain]

Smacked by what, exactly?

[keepcalmcookon]

A whip—an artifact. By the Angel of Punishment. Me, just one.

Noct.... his back... It's like a single would....

[leftbehindagain]

I know the one. [Or, well, his overlay does. Close enough, under the circumstances.] It's not going to stop hurting any time soon.

Give me a day or two and I can make something that'll at least ease the pain for the time being, but probably not remove it. Celestial artifacts can be annoying like that. If someone - it doesn't have to be one of you who was injured, just someone paying attention to all this - could stop by the bar to talk about it out loud and give me a reason to be seen working on this, I'd appreciate it.

*wound, because whyyyy autocorrect

[keepcalmcookon]

... I... [Just adding bewilderment to that pain because that's too many words right now.]

[leftbehindagain]

Just keep breathing. We'll do what we can to make this manageable.

[levelthreehooligan]

I'll - ugh - I'll grab them, If I can.

Where- where should I take us?

[leftbehindagain]

You guys get somewhere safe and we'll figure it out from there.

[keepcalmcookon]

Anywhere in Liminal Space. Anywhere.

[leftbehindagain]

I may need to arrange for a delivery, then, depending. We'll figure that out once you're safe and healed.

[keepcalmcookon]

Noct's critical. Back's more blood than skin. Not... important yet. May soon not be important at all....

[He'll do what's necessary if there's no hope of rescue in time.]

[leftbehindagain]

[Oh, don't be so dramatic.]

The injuries can be healed. It's the pain that'll be the ongoing problem. Is someone coming to fix you guys up?

Ignis is 10000% extra when Noct is injured, sorry

[keepcalmcookon]

[Ignis doesn't know how to not be dramatic.]

Someone's coming, but Noct is dying.

[He doesn't actually know if he is or isn't, just that it could go bad at any moment.]

He said 20 lashes. It's double or more.

[leftbehindagain]

They'll get to you much faster than I can, right now. [Besides, just about anything Naoki can do beyond basic first aid would leave his overlay with several awkward questions to answer, so he's trying to focus on what he can do to help.

Not to mention he has a business to run, and can't just drop that at a moment's notice.]

[keepcalmcookon]

Just someone get here. He's getting worse. He's dying. Noct's dying, and I can't--the pain is too much.

Please... someone, find us! Please!

[keepcalmcookon]

Whipped....

[levelthreehooligan]

Hah... Semantics...
[Pinya is only just managing to keep her pain off the network, but only just.]

Where are you? Ill- Get Fenrir to bring me, and he can take you too.

[keepcalmcookon]

[Yeah, it's Ignis's FACE and he's not managing quite as well. Mostly because he's also watching the most important person in his life bleed out and he's in too much pain to do anything.

And he's rapidly losing coherency. He no longer cares about filtering, either.]

Naoya's coming. Near the bonfire.

PP >> Action

[levelthreehooligan]

[Pinya tries to take the sudden flood of pain on the network, locking it down to her alone as best she can, a stifled scream as the sensations fold into her mind. Her voice is siginificantly more strained this time round]

I can take us... To Felih's. Fen -Please

[The Direwolf's growl can be heard over the network as he picks her up in a swirl of black sand, bringing them to where Ignis and Noct are, a scant minute, thankfully. The image is far direr than she thought it would be.]

"Fuck," She manages eloquently, nudging Fenrir to get them as close as possible. "This is all I can do, for now," she says weakly, gathering her severely depleted Aether reserves and not half pulling it from the earth they lie on, letting it burst into a Medica that does, at the very least, stop the bleeding and close up the wounds somewhat. With that last energy depleting her completely, she blacks out ungracefully.

Action

[keepcalmcookon]

Ignis is relieved when someone finally arrives, but he's not exactly expecting Pinya to be so near to collapse herself. With his face wound, talking only causes great pain, so he just stares at her. Noct is laying across Ignis's legs on his stomach. Ignis has removed his own jacket, pressing it against Noct's back with his forearm to try and stem some of the blood flow. Using his forearm, because his hand is holding a dagger to defend themselves with what little strength he has. The sentient book is also standing on the jacket, applying some pressure. Noct has long since bled through the jacket.

Any help is better than none, and Ignis breathes a little easier—even as Pinya collapses. There's more help incoming. Ignis must stay conscious until then—and so he keeps his focus on Noct's unconscious form. His other hand has a hold of Noct's closest hand, both of them with death grips on the other.

[crouching_sin]

Well this is... more than he thought he'd have to take care of. He'd been delayed, but now that he spots the three of them... tch.

"I really can't leave you alone, can I, Pinya? You too?" He's pretty sure she's unconscious, but it's the concept of the thing. Fortunately for him, there's only three injured people here. He kneels down, reaching into his Hammerspace and pulling out his COMP. He flicks it open for a moment and presses a button.

Healing energy washes over the trio - it won't stop the pain from the whip, but at least all of their physical wounds close up. Naoya tucks the COMP away. "Come. Let's get you away from here."

[keepcalmcookon]

Relief and healing washes over him. They're going to be all right. Noct will live. Ignis knows there's still blood loss to deal with—he can still feel his own weakness through his pain—but at least Noct isn't bleeding out rapidly anymore. The blood on both of them is still there, though.

"Thank you," Ignis states quietly, even if the act makes him wince.

He puts up his long dagger and finally lets go of his death grip on Noctis's hand, even if it takes a bit to get Noct to let go himself. The book is hissing at Naoya, and he shushes it, scooping it up gently and placing it onto the ground, causing it to flail for a moment. It almost makes Ignis smile, but he's already working to move Noct onto his back so he can carry him.

Because Ignis won't let anyone else take care of Noct, either. The book hops onto Noctis's chest as Ignis slowly stands with him in his arms.

"Let's go," Ignis agrees tiredly.