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open november catch-all ( haru okumura + princess yona )

Who: Haru Okumura (

frombetrayal) & you! Princess Yona (

cutefaced) & you, too.
What: A post-event catch-all for November. Personalized starters will be in the comments.
When: Anytime after the event.
Where: Basically anywhere, though mainly Wyver for now.
Warning(s): ~~Nothing at the moment, but I'll add them as things come up.~~ Mephisto and Jae-Ha are in the middle of some 18+ shenanigans in one thread but that's probably getting cut short.

haru;

one - searching for supplies;
[Haru's up in the Old City today, taking a look at the marketplace. She doesn't seem too perturbed by the state of the Old City itself; sure, it's... definitely got a sort of dangerous feel to it, but she's pretty capable of defending herself if need be.

The axe she's got strapped to her back is something she knows how to use, after all.

That being said, she's not really anticipating a fight - it's more of a precautionary measure. She's calm and polite with the merchants as she looks through their wares, though eventually, she has to stop and ask someone for directions-]

Um, excuse me. [You! Yes, you! Help a girl out.] You don't happen to know where there might be someone selling gardening tools, do you?

[Do they even garden here? Man, she doesn't know. There's plants every which way down in the jungle itself, but they don't really seem organized - it's a very wild feel.

Which has its own charm, of course, but...]

two - foraging for foliage;
[Midway through the month, Haru decides it's about time to get her butt in gear. She's more or less decided that she will be returning to Olympia eventually, but she doesn't want to forget the nice parts of Wyver, either...

So.

She's got a pack full of supplies and a simple sketchpad in hand. You might catch her throughout the city, taking sketches of the various plants that are growing there -

Or you might catch her looking at one or two of them, puzzled.]

Hmm... I wonder if there's some way of harvesting seeds from this?

[If she can, she'd like to grow some of these back in Olympia - though she's not sure they'll take to the climate there.

...eventually, of course, she'll wander to the Undergrowth. She has, at least, stopped to grab her axe, but now she's lingering at the entrance, checking over her supplies.]

Well, no time like the present...

[In she goes!]

three - many hands make light work;
[Haru's spent a decent amount of time in Wyver - but, toward the end of the month, she joins the volunteer efforts to help get Olympia back on its feet. It's only fair, after all - Olympia was kind enough to take them all in when they first arrived, and she can't in good conscience leave them to flounder now.

So. If you're on the road to Olympia at the same time as her, she raises a hand and calls out -]

Hello there!

[Safety in numbers, after all; maybe you can travel together!

On the other hand, if you encounter her once you're both back in Olympia, you can find her basically anywhere in the city - helping move supplies around, working on general cleanup, et cetera, et cetera. She's pretty strong for a girl her age.

Of course, everyone needs to take a break sometime, and she's no exception. Catch her while she's taking a breather and getting a bite to eat, and she might wave you over.]

Are you hungry? I have enough to share.

yona;

one - bad decision time;
[So. Uh.

Here's Yona. Here's Yona at Falmi's Ring, watching some of the fights with interest while clutching a few coins in one hand. Gambling probably is not the best habit for a princess to get into, but she's heard that if you get good at it, it can be a way of making money quickly. And since she doesn't have a steady job yet - she's mainly been doing odd job around Wyver for some coin - this seems as good an option as any.

For now, she's observing the fights. Her eyes are fixed on a slender man currently in the ring, ducking and weaving to avoid his much brawnier opponents' moves. He's quick on his feet and his strategy seems to be wearing his opponent down.]

Hmm... He's doing pretty well...

[Maybe she'll bet on him in the next fight.]

two - practice makes perfect;
[Thunk.

What's that sound? Well, that's the sound of Yona hurling small throwing knives (which she, uh, "borrowed" from Jae-Ha, sorry Jae-Ha) at a tree trunk. But it's better than the alternative! The sound means she's hitting her target and not, you know, missing and nearly throwing a sharp object at your face.]

Hah! I'm getting better at this.

[She's run out... looking proud of herself, she hurries over to pull the knives from the tree and heads back to the line she's drawn in the dirt for herself. Time to get back to work... Oh, hey, there's a person.]

Oh, sorry! Was I bothering you?

[Alternatively -

Thunk. Thunk.

...

Silence, and then-]

Oh, oops!

[Looks like she missed. Maybe you're an unfortunate passerby that is now going to have to dodge the knife? Maybe you got hit. Who knows.]

three - fangirl mode, activate;
[By now, Yona's a pretty common face at the stables, especially now that the week of the full moon has passed, the dragons are back where they're supposed to be, and they're not trying to... you know, eat them.

Today, she's hanging around and peering at them when she gets the chance.]

They're so beautiful...! I wish I could ride one.

[But, uh, she's broke. Alas.

Alternatively, if you catch her in the West, you may see her watching some of the dancers with interest.

...later in the night, you might catch her in a secluded part of town, trying to mimic the moves on her own. She's not quite ready to join in the dancing herself, but she would like to learn!

She's a little unsteady on her feet, though. It's a lot of twirling and jumping.

Heck, she might even stumble out and smack into you if you're not careful.]

Oh— I'm sorry!

wildcard;

[If none of the above works for you, just hit me with whatever! Alternatively, hit me up by PM or at hungriest and I'll be glad to write a personalized starter for you.]

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No! You couldn't have known what I was doing out here.

[So there was no reason for him to need to realize that it would have been safer to identify himself sooner.

Regardless, Yona won't accept him assigning himself any part of the blame.]

Let's just focus on getting you back home so we can bandage your wound, okay?

Okay.

_{[There isn't really much else to say to that, and so he nods, still keeping his hand pressed flush against his wound. It doesn't take them long to return back and once they do Slaine's making a beeline for the bathroom. His shirt is beyond salvageable, stained crimson, hand and arm no better.]}

Where do you keep the bandages, Lady Yona?

_{[So, y'know, he can bandage himself up.]}

They're in a cabinet in the bathroom...

[Yona follows him in, because the desire to make sure he's okay and that his wound is treated outweighs any concerns about modesty, as far as she cares. In fact, she'll head straight for the cabinet in question.]

Oh, but we'll need to clean out your wound first, could you grab a towel...? And... um, I think some soap should do.

_{[Using a towel seems like a bit much, but he does grab a face cloth from the counter top, inwardly cringing at the mention of soap. Ideally alcohol would be used, but it wasn't as if either of them had that lying around.]}

I can take care of it.

[time to raid jae-ha's alcohol stash]

It's in an awkward place... it won't be easy for you to take care of alone. [She frowns.] ...and I should help you bandage it up since I'm the reason you got hurt in the first place.

It's fine, really.

_{[Ah. This...it really isn't ideal, is it? He'll have to take off his shirt to deal with the problem and that's not something he wants her to see.]}

It's easier than it looks.

[does this look like the face of someone who believes you, slaine

it shouldn't, because she doesn't]

Slaine...

_{[Don't look at him like that...]}

I don't want you to get your hands dirty. One of us being bloody is enough.

I'll wash my hands once we're finished.

[The fact that her hands might become bloody but she can just wash it off, as if it never happened, is why she should help do this for him. It's not as if he can just wash his hands and make all evidence of the wound disappear without a trace.]

Please, Slaine, let me help!

_{[He really doesn't want to let her and it's evident, but what else can he do? She's stubborn and denying her won't change anything. He'll just...have to suck it up.]}

...Okay.

[So yeah, Yona is basically the worst.

Buuut she doesn't seem to realize it as she reaches for the hem of his shirt. The injury is positioned just high enough that they can't roll up his sleeve to take care of it, but just low enough that they can't just tug on the collar; he's going to have to lose the shirt entirely.]

...we'll need to start with this.

_{[She's not the worst but there's nothing ideal about this situation.

Her fingers find the hem of his shirt and despite every ounce of him wanting her not to he lets her help peel it off his body, wincing as the fabric is peeled away from the already clotting wound. His eyes are anywhere but on her, torso exposed for inspection. It's evident there are scars, littered all over his front and back, some more faded than others. This is exactly what he didn't want her to see.]}

[No, she's the worst.

Because she doesn't pick up on the fact that he didn't want her to see his scars. She sets the shirt aside carefully and turns her attention back to him, back to the wound on his shoulder -

But the scarring on his torso all but sits up and demands her attention. She sucks in a breath, and before she can stop herself, one hand comes up so that she can brush her fingertips gently against a scar on his chest.]

...Slaine.

[She looks almost like she might cry again.]

_{[He feels embarrassed, for a number of reasons, but the main one is that he knows she's feeling sorry for him right now. Alarm is evident on her face (or what he can see of it, from the way he's angled his gaze) and it cuts into him far worse than the throwing knife had. The hand to his chest has him flinching, but he allows her to touch him.

He feels...defeated. Ugly. This is the past he wants to so badly leave behind.]}

They're old. They don't hurt so...you don't have to worry about them.

[The scars are old, but... Slaine isn't.

He's her age. Whoever did this to him hurt him when he was even younger than he is now. The look in Yona's eyes changes, slightly - she's still horrified at what he's experienced, but... there's a quiet fury in her expression now.

If she ever gets her hands on the people who did this, she...

No. No, that's not what's important here.

She doesn't think before she acts - she wraps her arms around him to pull him close, though she does avoid touching his current wound. Wouldn't want to make it worse.]

I will never, [her voice is a whisper] ever let anyone hurt you. Never again.

[Not whoever did this to him in the past, if they wake up. Not Hak. Not herself.]

...I promise.

_{[What is it they say, it's the thought that counts, right?

Realistically, he knows she can't protect him. That's not how life works. Besides, he doesn't deserve protection from someone like her, especially when there's the potential risk of her getting hurt because of him.

But, he appreciates the feel of her arms around him and the comfort it brings. Unfortunately he's in no position to return it, but hopefully she won't hold it against him.]}

[The only thing she's holding against him is, uh, herself.

He doesn't respond, but he doesn't pull away either. Still, she has to - after a few more moments, she loosens her hold on him and takes the washcloth so that she can wet it to start to clean out his wound.]

...if we're careful with this one, it shouldn't scar. It will be like it never happened.

_{[He stays still as he watches her wet a washcloth, in a bid to wipe away the blood that's stained his shoulder and clean out the wound. His own hand, bloody, has fallen to his side.]}

If it does, it isn't an issue.

_{[What's one more?]}

[She shakes her head at that. It is an issue, Slaine.]

I don't want this to be the kind of mark I leave on you.

[She didn't really mean that as suggestively as it sounds. In fact, she's not even really aware of how bad it sounds at all.]

_{[That gets him to look at her, somewhat startled. Sure, he knows she didn't mean it that way, but he can't help but ask.]}

...What sort did you want to leave then?

...um.

[Oh.

Well, now she's thinking about the kind of marks that she could leave, and just the thought brings a blush to her cheeks. It's her fault for phrasing it like that, but...]

The... good kind? [Just. Gonna. Keep working on cleaning up his wound now, yes.]

Then...I wouldn't mind.

_{[It's said softly, as he leaves it at that, letting his gaze fall to watching her clean him up instead.]}

[This is it. This is how she dies.

Her grip on the washcloth falters, just a little, but she manages to keep her cool well enough to continue clearing the blood away. Then she brings it back to rinse the cloth out, and has to add a little soap to it.

Sorry, Slaine. This might sting a bit.

But at least that part is over and done with quickly, and she abandons the washcloth for the bandages at the earliest opportunity.

Keeping her eyes on the wound makes it a little easier to focus, but she can still feel warmth in her cheeks when she decides that the silence has gone on a little too long. Better to address this head-on.]

...is it that you wouldn't mind it, or that you would like it?

[There's a difference, and to her, it's important.]

_{[It's not that it doesn't sting (it does) but in comparison to how it felt already, the discomfort was nothing. It'd probably swell and look gross in the coming days, but as long as it didn't end up infected, it would heal well enough.

As much protest as he had put up before, it is a good thing he's letting her bandage him up. It would be awkward to try and wrap up the wound with only one hand.

The question has him looking down at his knees from where he's taken a seat, pink in the face. He's already drowned in shame. Might as well be honest.]_{I'd like it.}}

[Yona swallows hard.

...he said it. It was quiet, but he said it, and she heard it. She's already said that if there are things he wants, things he would like, then she'll make them happen. And it might have taken some prompting, but...

He admitted it.]

Then... um...

[How can she phrase this...?]

...would you like for me to give you a mark to match the one you gave me...?

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