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Eponine Thenardier ([personal profile] makeflowersgrow) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull2013-01-11 07:04 pm

Another accidental video - re-entry with a new canon point

[Dirty fingers brush over the NV screen when it switches on, leaving bloody streaks across the screen. The whole video is vibrating; as the fingers move, a view of the Newcomer apartments from the baseball diamond is clearly visible. Whoever is holding the NV is clearly a newcomer and clearly in some kind of trouble.

After a minute, there's a shallow gasp and a moan; the voice is high pitched, obviously a girl's. The NV falls, and goes black; it's camera down in the dirt. But it lasts only a minute. The owner of the voice goes to pick up her NV, gasping in agony as her hand curls around the device. It's obvious why; there's a hole shot clean through her palm and out of the back of her hand.]


Marius? Marius, where are you?

[The voice has a heavy French accent when she speaks, and just for a minute, Eponine's face comes into view. It's dirty and tear stained. Her hair is a mess, greasy and tangled but that is the least of Eponine's concerns. She's forced herself into a sitting position, and one hand she presses to her chest, - a chest which is bleeding profusely. She gasps again, and sinks down onto the ground and out of sight of her NV.Without anything to support her weight, she can't keep herself upright any more. She knows she's dying, and tears wet her cheeks. She feels sick and dizzy and the world - wherever she is, fades in and out. She needs to see him before she dies. Her breathing is getting more and more shallow. She has to ask his forgiveness.]

Mariussss...
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-11 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well. This is an . . . interesting sight. Not interesting in a good way. He doesn't like the girl at all, but nothing she's done is deserving of the death that's clearly creeping up on her.

[He's on his way in a moment, and it doesn't take him long to reach the field, blurring into view at Eponine's side. He kneels beside her to inspect the wound; he isn't a healer, but he knows a few kidou that may be able to stabilize her.]
Quiet. You're wasting energy.

[He may be here, but expecting a calming demeanour out of him is a bit too much.]
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-11 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know who you're talking about. And I told you to be quiet.

[Does no one listen to him? Tch.]

[Hn. Gunshot wound. He isn't exactly accustomed to these, despite his time here. But he can at least slow the bleeding a little before he moves her.]


Close your eyes; this will be bright.
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-11 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
If I can help it, you're not going to die. I'm getting you stable, and then taking you where you can be treated.

[He's already told her once to close her eyes and twice to be quiet. He's not repeating himself anymore. He splays one palm about an inch over the wound in her chest, and a bright green light flares up, accompanied by whispered words in a language she won't understand.

[She'll notice the pain dim somewhat, and the bleeding slows to a more moderate degree.]
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-11 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's about all he can do as far as healing goes; few outside Fourth Division have strong healing kidou. He pulls his hand back as the glow fades.]

I may not like what you've done, but it doesn't mean you should die because of it.

[He pickes up her NV and presses it into her uninjured hand.] Hold onto this. I'm going to move you. It will be fast, when it starts.

[He has to lift her from under her shoulders, given how small he is, but he's strong enough to carry her.] Take a deep breath if you can.
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-11 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's probably best that she close her eyes for this, anyway. Those unaccustomed to shunpo frequently get motion sickness from it.]

That's not a question I can answer.

[The world will become a blur around her, with brief seconds of clarity between each movement. The nearest hospital is Skye, and he finally stops just outside the doors of the emergency department. No more than a minute or two has passed since he's started moving.]
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-11 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Skye Medical.

[Upon seeing the scene outside the door, a few medical personnel rush outside to help. Hitsugaya addresses them calmly, clearly.] Gunshot wound through one hand and into her chest. I've stabilized her, but it's all I can do.
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-12 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, for the love of -- he can't help the icy glare in the doctor's direction. He is not a damn child. But this is business, and not the time for VERY BASIC CORRECTIONS.]

She's an acquaintance of a friend of mine, and no. I'm unaware of what's happened. I don't think she has any family.

[He's leaving the rest of that alone, but he can't help but wonder what Eponine is going on about. Why is this so important to her?]
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-15 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[That the doctor crouches down to his level is insulting enough. Now she's offering him candy and calling him a little boy. He gives her the flattest look he can . . . which is the flattest look anybody can give anyone; he's good at these. It's as much as he'll show of his irritation in this situation.] I don't want anything. And I can handle informing anyone.

[Right. The costs. Tch. If Eponine had money, she presumably wouldn't be stealing. He'd have to front at least some of it himself. Well, whatever. It won't be a bad hit on his finances, with how much he makes and how well he saves.] She is. And funding can be arranged.
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[personal profile] icy_heavens 2013-01-15 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
[He coldly removes that hand from his shoulder and just as coldly says:] Don't touch me.

[It's taking all of his self-control not to snap at this doctor. Goddamn it, how young does she think he is, anyway? He hasn't been condescended to this badly in months.

[He turns away and starts down the hall to the exit, all rigid military posture. What this woman has told him to do means nothing; he's just got to get away from her attitude. Over his shoulder, as he leaves:]
Her name is Eponine.