vatheon | ♥ ☽ stumblin', but yeah i'm still lookin' hella fine

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♥ ☽ stumblin', but yeah i'm still lookin' hella fine

Who: Yukari and everyone.
Where: She'll be reappearing on the beach, then making her way back down into the city via elevator and towards the Coral. So anywhere you'd like to run into her in between there!
When: Late evening/close to midnight
Style: I'll match! I'm up for either--action spam or prose.
Status: Open!

[The last thing Yukari ever expected, was needing to rely on someone else for healing. Or in Vatheon's case, something else--like the Coral. She'd always healed herself. People relied on her for healing. But it just can't be helped, in her condition: she's soaked, her clothes are torn, and there is a fair amount of blood indicating a very heavy and intense battle.

...And what a battle it was.

She doesn't want to think about it much, though; it hurts to think how badly she'd lost. It angers her, even; how incredibly unfair. How dare she, how dare she...?]

Damn--! [Her fist slams into the sand of the beach where she's ended up, and she stumbles to her feet.

Then she sighs, remembering.

Remembering Vatheon. Remembering how much weaker she is here. Diarahan wouldn't cut it in the long run; so she knows she should make her way to the Coral as fast as possible before anyone sees her.

A heal, a change of clothes, maybe--

Once again, she's forced to put everything behind her; because Aigis had won, and now she'd have to live with knowing that.]

How long...?

[--has she been gone?

This is the first that's ever happened to her. It's so disorienting, but she decides maybe that's not the most important thing right now. Annoyed and highly emotional as she is, she sighs again and walks towards the elevator, occasionally wincing.]

Nngh.

[...Time to find her own answers here, she supposes. She doesn't need a replacement leader to do that.]

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[Hi, Lloyd.

She is also soaking wet, did you notice that, too? It really kind of sucks, and it's not helping her mood at the moment. But sure, go ahead and approach her anyway.

She'll try not to bite your head off. She's too tired anyway, from having dragged herself all this way from the beach. She was almost there, too, without anyone noticing...]

Oh, yeah. Perfectly fine. [She deliberately skips the first question, responding with an air of sarcasm as she tries not to roll her eyes. A breathy, exasperated sigh, and then:] Jeez...shouldn't you be in bed?

[Yeah, sorry, blood kind of trumped water in catching Lloyd's attention there.]

I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk. That's not important. Yukari, why are you covered in blood?

[Why? Why is she...

Haha.

She could. She could go into all the juicy details of how she got every single one of these injuries, but she hardly sees why she should have to, and in the process worrying him and anyone else who might find out.

She just wants to forget.]

Don't worry about it.

[And she is stumbling the rest of the way to the Coral.

She almost can't believe she took this much damage. After she'd already healed herself some on the beach to get this far...]

Don't worry about it?

[Lloyd hurries after her, half reaching out in case she stumbles and needs to be caught. Her words do nothing to reassure his fear.]

How can you say something like that when you've been hurt? Friends don't just ignore it when their friends are in pain.

But it's over.

[Her tone is sharp, final. As final as that battle had been. She wants to keep it that way, but she knows she can hardly keep Lloyd from following her.

...She stops in front of the Coral.]

There isn't anything to worry about anymore. See?

[And she reaches a hand forward to touch it, a warm light coming over her to relieve the pain. More permanently this time.

At least...physically.]

Problem solved.

[Lloyd eyes her for a moment, reluctant to concede the point. He's used to healing, used to physical injuries disappearing and everything being fine afterward, but something about this still strikes him as off.

He reaches out to put a hand on her arm, assuming she'll let him make contact, and his voice lowers a notch, still concerned.]

Are you really okay, though?

[Her fists clench at the hand on her arm, though at the very least, she doesn't resort to anything violent. She merely flinches a little uncomfortably, but she stops--when she realizes it is actually mildly comforting.

...She turns to look at Lloyd with a determined look on her face.]

I will be.

[She'll make sure of it. At the very least, there are a few things she can think of to do now that she's back, to get her mind off things. Starting with a change of clothes...]

[Lloyd meets that look, and maybe a bit of understanding passes through him. He'd probably act a lot like this, too, if something had happened to him. So long as he got healed, he'd just want to move on. He gives her a small nod.

He'll trust her.]

All right. Is there anything I can do?

[The last thing she needs is another guy solving all of her problems, when one already has. Not just hers', but all of man-kind's. She doesn't want to owe another debt like that--even knowing it wouldn't be collected.]

I appreciate the offer, but no...I don't really think so.

[She rubs at her temples, groaning slightly upon being reminded that her hair is still completely wet, too.]

...I get the feeling I've been gone for a while, though.

[Lloyd hesitates.]

...you were gone?

[You know, in retrospect, that might not have been the best thing to say.]

I dunno for sure what happened.

[She doesn't look too bothered. It's not like he lives with him; she wouldn't expect him to know of her movements any better than she knew of his.]

But I definitely showed up wet like all the newcomers do.

[As he could see for himself.

Her fists clench. That was probably the least of her annoyances, but still inconvenient; and her sense of time is pretty messed up as well.

It probably feels like it's been longer than it has...]

[Lloyd perks up at this bit of news.]

You mean you went back home? Do you remember what you were doing, or where you were when you left? Maybe the way back is still there!

Uh...

[Man, Lloyd, don't do this to her...she doesn't exactly wanna crush anybody's hopes and dreams here, okay, and she really isn't in any condition to deal with your inevitable disappointment.

But whatever...clearly he's expecting an answer, so maybe she can give him one. Sigh.]

I'm... [What was she doing...? She can only remember the fight. Things back home...

Vatheon didn't even come into the picture until she showed up again.]

I don't really know. I remember we were getting a lot of newcomers, so I know I talked to a bunch of 'em...

[But she can't pinpoint an exact time or anything. She could've been sleeping, for all she knew.]

[She's overestimating how easy it is to crush Lloyd's dreams. Disappointment shows on his face, yes, but giving up? No way.]

But this at least proves it. There is a way back home! If you found it once, you can find it again, or someone else will next time!

[He gives her his biggest, most optimistic grin. Yes, they can do this. No matter how long it takes!]

[...Oh, good.

Maybe he can have enough optimism for both of them, in that case, because Yukari doesn't look nearly as enthused. She doesn't wanna go back to that...

But regardless, smiles are annoyingly contagious, and a faint one appears on her face.]

Maybe. But for now, I think I'm fine just where I am.

Yeah. I bet you really want to take a bath before you even think about looking for anything else. A real bath, I mean.

[Doused in water like a newcomer or not, she is still covered in blood.]

You're sure you're all right?

Mmhmm...

[There's a weak nod, and a sigh when she thinks about a bath, an actual bath. Something in between dreamy and just plain tired.]

Heh. Yeah, and a bath sounds... [like a lot of work for tonight, actually, but nevertheless--] just fine.

[She looks rather guarded, though.

Even now at the back of her mind, she's thinking, 'And no, I don't need help with that,' because she's just so used to dealing with pervs.

...She's too tired to say anything, though. 'Sides...he's not Junpei.]

[Lloyd wouldn't ever offer something like that. He might even turn a nice shade of red if someone suggested he try, if he didn't dive almost headfirst obtuse cluelessness.]

I'll let you take care of that, then. If there's anything I can do, though, let me know, okay?

[He's a step above most guys she knows, then. Even if she wouldn't believe him at first that he wouldn't try it. But that's not exactly his fault.

In a tired voice:]

...Thanks. I will.

[Just hope that Zelos never gets involved or she'll never believe him at all~ Even if it isn't his fault.]

No problem.

[Sticking his hands in his pockets, he starts to head off, pausing only to turn his head and call over his shoulder.]

See you later, Yukari.

[Relieved, Yukari sighs, and then gives a weak wave of her hand when she sees him turn his head for a moment.]

Later.

[...

And then, finally feeling more at peace--she walks on home.]

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