quaria: (you shake your head at them)
sᴇᴛsᴜɴᴀ ғ.sᴇɪᴇɪ ) moment from eternity ([personal profile] quaria) wrote in [community profile] pawnstorm2016-05-24 10:32 am

( closed ) driving in the rain.

Who: Our one and only Princess Sakura ([personal profile] passtave) and a Gundam...
When: Days after 20th Vallaria, post Grisela Towers and hot spring events.
Where: Road to Petrosian.
What: Delivering boxes for Enprise's Worst Airship Captain.
Rating: None.


[ Although Sakura and Setsuna are already back to Heroic duties, it doesn't feel like it. So far, anyway. Today, the pair of Princess and Knight are en route to the faraway direction of Petrosian on-board the Gundam Meister's motorcycle. It's been at least an hour or two ever since they left Gresser, so they've covered a great distance by this time. Surrounding them are nothing but magnificent landscapes, from the skies above their heads and down to the earths they're treading through.

Speaking of the skies, although mostly pleasant, it's far from a perfect sunny weather. Small gray clouds are indicating that they'll be coming across light showers eventually, but it's all right as Setsuna has an umbrella among his belongings. He takes a small glance upward, momentarily staring at the picturesque heavens spread beyond their eyes as the straight road continues on. Sakura is currently seated in front of him, in-between his arms — it's the safer position for the tiny princess, as having her sit behind him will quickly become uncomfortable during such a long road trip. ]


It seems that it will rain soon. Can you hold the umbrella out for us?
passtave: (❣imma eat them rap bitches)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-05-24 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ At first, Sakura wasn't completely sold on this motorcycle situation, since the fastest form of transportation she's familiar with is the back of a horse. She trusts Setsuna, though, at least with this much—and besides, they can get to Petrosian a lot quicker this way, or so he'd assured her.

He wasn't wrong. She starts out gripping the bike beneath her as tightly as she possibly can—well, first she starts out awkward and embarrassed, straddled across the seat with Setsuna wedged up behind her, his arms nearly encircling her as he holds the handlebars in front, but that quickly gives way to alarm as the bike lurches forward, and then the clinging. I-It's definitely... not a horse.

At least she isn't clinging so hard now that she's had some time to get used to it. In fact, she's actually kind of enjoying watching the world pass by, the wind kicking her hair up as the land around them blends from forests to farms to villages and back again. She almost didn't realize... this world is as huge as any other, isn't it? It's not so different from her own... ]


H-Hm? [ He startled her from her reverie, and she tips her head back to look at him without thinking. ] O-Of course! Where is it?
passtave: (✿i need you in my life for me to stay)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-05-25 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ah, he's just... he's just looking at her... she's not used to interacting with someone so quiet, given how boisterous her siblings and retainers are—ah! ]

O-Okay!

[ She shifts in their seat to reach down and grab the umbrella, glad for the safety of his arms, holding her steady so she doesn't fall. The umbrella pops open easily, and she holds it up over both their heads, her arms extended to accommodate his height. (Well... his height over hers.)

Even if it's something as small as holding the umbrella for both of them, she takes to it with a stubborn will, eager to do what she can, since there's... there's not much else she can do to contribute. Between this and the dungeon she'd done with Kija and Bolin, she's very painfully aware of how much of a burden she is as a Hero. In fact, she was actually a little surprised that someone would do a job with her at all, given how powerless she is. Even if nothing happened to throw them into a fight, wouldn't she just slow him down? Cause him trouble? She's not even very useful off the battlefield...

But she's glad he's doing this all the same—grateful, even, because if something happened she's not sure how she'd be able to handle it. He's so kind... and she feels safer, knowing that Setsuna will look out for her.

With one hand, she pulls her jacket a little tighter around her, the slight chill in the air cutting right through her. The rain is still light, but... ]


A-Are we almost there?
passtave: (❣i keep a couple hundred in the duff-b)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-05-26 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Afterwards...

She'd been so focused on getting through this job without messing anything up that it hadn't even occurred to her to think about afterwards. (In fact, she'd spent half the night tossing and turning, worried about how today would go—thinking about Hoshido and her family and retainers, wondering what they were up now without her.) ]


U-Um... I hadn't thought about that...

[ At least she's honest. What would she like to do? Thanks to some exploring around King Hall and this ride between cities, she's just now opening her eyes to the fact that this place is a world onto its own, and there are as many things to do here as there is in her world too, many of them brand new to her. If she's going to be a Hero, then she's going to have to fill her days with something...

She worries her lip between her teeth—she can't think of anything! Maybe he has plans...? ]


W-What about you?
passtave: (☂i beez in the trap)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-01 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, i-is he inviting her along with him...? She didn't realize that was his intention... sadly, she doesn't quite realize the implications either, since she's just so happy that he wants her company. Making new friends has always been difficult to her, shy as she is, and so this is a nice change of pace. Besides, she loves seafood...! ]

That... That sounds really nice!

[ She smiles brightly, her nerves just a little calmer now that she has something to look forward to. They haven't run into any problems yet either, so maybe they'll make a nice, uneventful delivery, then end it with some fun in Petrosian.

That would be...

Well, maybe she spoke too soon. As they turn a corner, their way is suddenly blocked—just up ahead, there's a pair of men standing in the middle of the road, and they don't move even though the two of them are approaching. Menacing-looking men, in Sakura's opinion, and she finds herself shrinking back into him and clenching the umbrella a little tighter, her knuckles white. ]


U-Um, Setsuna...
passtave: (✿i'm the terminator)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-04 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ She nods in reply, her expression wrought with worry. As he climbs off the bike, she says quietly: ] P-Please be careful...

[ But she stays put as instructed, the handle of the umbrella resting on her shoulder as the bike rumbles underneath her. The hum of the engine and the soft patter of rain sound so loud to her against the tense silence, and she suddenly has a bad feeling about all this. They're thieves, aren't they? Are they after the box...? Her suspicions are confirmed a second later, and she glances nervously down at the bag attached to the bike, where the box rests.

If you give us the box, one of them says, then nobody has to get hurt.

This... this isn't good... she's mostly worried about Setsuna, especially since there are two bandits he's facing. As she glances back up, movement out of the corner of her eye catches her attention—was there something moving in the trees? She could've sworn she saw something... an animal? Or are there more...? Her bad feeling only grows. ]


S-Setsuna... [ Again, her voice is quiet, just loud enough for it to carry to him. ] I-I think I saw... in the t-trees...
passtave: (✿you're so shy and i'm loving your tie)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-05 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ A lot of things happen all at once, taking Sakura by surprise—a third bandit emerges from the trees, raising a gun towards her. But Setsuna had beaten that person to it, his gun cracking in the silence. It makes her jump and cry out in surprise, her heart pounding with the fear she had that, for a split second there, that shot had come from the bandit instead.

The bandit falls to the ground and, in spite of everything, she hopes that he isn't dead. It just... doesn't seem right... for someone to die because of what's inside a box. It can't be that important... can it?

Apparently it is, because more bandits emerge from their hiding spots in the trees, motioned out by the two men in the road, their surprise segueing to visible anger. One of them says something about don't say we didn't warn ya, but Sakura's blood is rushing so loudly in her veins that she barely hears it. She's scared... there are so many of the bandits and only two of them. She doesn't know what to do...

Well, there's only one thing she really can do that isn't nothing. Removing her chakrams from her belt, she holds one in each hand out in front of her—a warning, even if it isn't a very intimidating one. Her hands are shaking, for one thing. ]


P-Please, don't come any c-closer!
passtave: (❣more talent in my mfing left thumb)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-06 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ "The two of them"... Setsuna has a lot of confidence in her, that's for sure.

In any case, that isn't at all what she expected him to do when he got back on the bike. When he slams the gas pedal down, a yelp escapes her as she quickly reaches for him, holding onto him as tightly as she can. His grip on her is sure, but she's so taken aback when they start spinning that she finds herself closing her eyes in fright.

But his control over the bike is sure too, and she opens her eyes to catch the tail end of some sort of light magic attack... coming from the bike? Many of the bandits cry out in pain and surprise, immediately backing away from the two of them. Setsuna backs away too, putting more space between them and their enemies, but Sakura is just sitting there in awe.

She angles her head to look back at Setsuna, her eyes wide—he's so calm! It's like fighting so many people is nothing to him... and whatever he did with the bike was impressive. He's definitely strong... much stronger than she is. Maybe... even with her slowing him down, they'll make it out of this one just fine... ]


Wh-What should we do now? [ Should they run? The outlaws are still blocking the road, but... they look more determined than ever as they ready their weapons again, some of them long-ranged. Sakura finds herself gripping her chakrams a little tighter... ]
passtave: (✿you're so shy and i'm loving your tie)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-09 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Goodness... he really does have a lot of confidence in her. She'd been practicing with her chakrams, of course, so that she felt a little less like she was just wildly flinging them around, but... her accuracy still isn't great... and she doesn't have anyone teaching her so her form is probably all wrong... and that branch is so far away! She doubts she has that kind of precision in her...

Maybe she'll get lucky? ]


U-Um... [ She sounds unsure. Very unsure. But he asked her to do something, and she wants to help! So... ] I-I'll t-try...

[ The way she says it definitely doesn't inspire any confidence, though. She only gets more nervous as the bandits ready their bows and guns—this is a high pressure situation! And she really, really doesn't want to let Setsuna down... he'll be so disappointed...

She flings one of her chakrams as hard as she can towards the branch, but it... buries itself in the trunk of the tree instead. A-Ah... no... she missed! The bandits look a little confused—maybe they thought she was aiming for them and missed wildly.

But she has one more chance—this time, she holds her chakram out in front of her, lining up the shot, before pulling back and throwing it with all her strength—and this time, it grazes the bottom of the branch. The repulsive ability of the chakram is what saves her—it pushes on the branch and breaks it off the tree, so that it crashes down on the group of enemies. ]
passtave: (❣when he give me that look)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-13 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ The aftermath is somehow more violent than she expected, her heart going out towards the injured bandits even though they're her enemies. She shrinks away from the sudden onslaught of bows and... and guns, which are much scarier in person than she ever would've guessed from seeing the small, innocuous-looking bullets in the Hall of Glory. But again, Setsuna acts quickly, and the bike screeches out of the way. ]

S-Setsuna!

[ She cries out in alarm when he's hit—the bullet moved too quickly for her to follow, but she watches his skin tear right in front of her, his arm suddenly leaking blood. But they're still very much in danger—her heart is hammering in fear as she follows him off the bike. He goes for close range attacks, but she stands back near the bike, her chakrams circling her steadily, protecting her.

But she doesn't get much of a chance to help... Setsuna is quick to take the bandits out, jumping into their fray while everything is chaotic and confused. A couple bandits go for her, the weaker target, instead, but she flings her chakrams at them to keep them at bay—and Setsuna always moves quickly to intervene. It all happens so fast... she doesn't know how he can keep track of everything and everyone.

It takes her a moment, the quiet around them stark against the chaos of just a second ago, to realize that... there are no more enemies. Setsuna has taken care of them all... she knows better than to believe she helped even a little bit. If anything, she probably just got in his way... and he was hurt protecting her! ]


Setsuna! [ She rushes towards him, her face wrought with worry. ] Are you okay?
passtave: (♚somebody please tell him who the f i is)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-20 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ He covered up the injury pretty quickly but Sakura isn't fooled—he was definitely bleeding! She doesn't know how serious the actual wound is without looking at it closely, but that in and of itself is enough to cause concern! Besides, she's all too well-acquainted with the types of people who try to shrug injuries off and pretend they're fine, and she won't stand for it! She'd long ago browbeaten her siblings and retainers in never hiding their pain from her—she's surprisingly firm when she has to be. ]

I'm all right... th-thanks to you.

[ Her voice is laced with guilt—but she shakes her head a moment later, determination settling over her features. Healing people and alleviating their suffering is one of the very few things that she has confidence in—even if she doesn't have the same healing abilities that she did back home, this is something that she can do! That she wants to do... the least she can do, really. ]

P-Please, let me see. I can help.

[ In spite of the fact that her voice wavers, she leaves no room for argument, holding her hands out palms up in expectation. ]
Edited 2016-06-20 00:56 (UTC)
passtave: (★you bitches ain't fucking with her)

[personal profile] passtave 2016-06-26 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll be quick. I-I just want to check...

[ She's determined, it seems. Her brow furrowing, she reaches out to take Setsuna's arm, pushing up his sleeve and angling his arm towards her so that she can get a better look at the cut. It doesn't look too deep... and most of the blood is starting to clot already, even, but she's still worried about infection...

After her first foray into a dungeon, she started teaching herself basic healing spells, so that she would be able to help in case someone was hurt. She doesn't exactly trust herself to get it right just now, when she's so new, but she'd also gone out and made her own little first aid kit to carry around, so that she wouldn't have to rely on magic she doesn't have any confidence in yet.

So she reaches down into a little punch attached to her belt and pulls out an antibacterial ointment, which she applies to the cut. Next is a small roll of gauze, which she wraps around his arm in neat little loops, her experience with this showing through in the methodical way she works. She neatly tucks away the end, then steps back with a satisfied nod. ]


Th-There.