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Post by Leedzie on Dec 5, 2008 3:06:42 GMT -5
Speaking of whom, the squirrel in question snoozed quietly off to the far left of the room, his face partially buried in his pillow and right arm hanging limply off the side of his bed. If not for the fact that every third or fourth breath gave a gentle wheeze, he might've been missed entirely amidst the junk. Espio continued to linger in the doorway, sweat pricking at his brow as his eyes darted around the treehouse. "Can... C-Can we... do this on the deck?" he eventually asked, unable to keep his voice from wavering the slightest bit.
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 5, 2008 3:17:55 GMT -5
This was met with a perplexed stare. "Uh... I guess?" she answered, grabbing the kit and heading outside. "I mean I know the place is a mess but geez..." she shrugged, sitting down and grabbing a tube of burn cream from the box and offering it.
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 5, 2008 3:22:23 GMT -5
Once out in the openness of the porch, the chameleon released a long breath and massaged his forehead with the back of one wrist. "Sorry," he sighed. "I.... I don't like tight spaces."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 5, 2008 12:00:57 GMT -5
Midnight glanced around back at the door. "It's not that bad," she commented, then shrugged. What a waste of time and effort, she idly thought in regard to the chameleon's struggle just to get up there.
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 5, 2008 12:06:53 GMT -5
After a moment or two to ease his unreasonable sense of panic, Espio took a seat near the bat. His body language seemed a little more... closed than previously, both because he was frustrated, and largely because he was embarrassed. The chameleon's colours faded slightly, as though he'd just barely resisted the urge to disappear. " I said I was sorry," he mumbled lowly, finally taking the offered tube of burn cream.
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 7, 2008 0:07:30 GMT -5
The bat just shrugged, pulling some bandages from the kit. As she noticed the extent of the damage to the chameleon's hands, however, her eyes bulged. "Holy crap, how'd that happen anyway?"
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 7, 2008 0:31:45 GMT -5
"....." As forthcoming as ever, the chameleon focused on applying the medicine and evasively mumbled, "...I had a problem with my campfire."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 7, 2008 1:05:05 GMT -5
"I.. see." Midi said. "What, you shoved your hands into it or something?"
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 7, 2008 20:21:10 GMT -5
"Something like that," Espio replied through gritted teeth. The pain in his palms gradually began to subside as the cream worked its magic, and he released a breath. "But, it was either this or a burned face, so I think I chose the lesser evil."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 7, 2008 23:08:03 GMT -5
"Right," the bat answered in a way that suggested she wanted to ask more. Instead of pushing the issue she remained quiet, offering the roll of bandage to help Espio in wrapping his wounds. As she did, her mind began to wander away from the subject and onto another curiosity she'd had. "... So... what were you, as you put it, borrowing the waterfall for, anyway?"
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 7, 2008 23:31:04 GMT -5
Espio's muzzle wrinkled lightly at Midnight's latest offer. Her continued courtesies perplexed him on some level. For as much disdain as she'd had in the prison, between the hospital visit and her assistance now... This was definitely a strange woman. But a polite woman, in any case. Extending his more badly burned right hand, he answered, "It's a purification ritual. It's supposed to cleanse the evils out of your spirit."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 8, 2008 0:48:11 GMT -5
Midnight had a thoughtful look as she helped the ninja. "I think I heard about something like that once... So you're really into the philosophy behind martial arts I guess? What style are you?" she smirked a bit. "Ninjitsu?"
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 8, 2008 1:39:49 GMT -5
Espio's hide faded again, to the point that he only whispily remained in view. If not for the fact that he was now relying on her for the bandaging, he probably would have vanished completely. " You already know what I am," the ghostly figure mumbled.
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 8, 2008 10:58:49 GMT -5
"Well, yeah, but just because you're a ninja doesn't necessarily mean you'd study ninjitsu," she shrugged. "I mean you're kinda applying traditional monk philosophy to a modern interpretation of shinobi here."
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 8, 2008 14:19:18 GMT -5
The chameleon remained quiet for a moment. He longed to get off the subject of himself; his soul was already wracked with enough guilt, and if this conversation continued, he dreaded even more would join it. "Um, look," he awkwardly began, "it's not that I don't--" All of a sudden, sound exploded from within the treehouse, which was sharply reduced a moment later. It sounded as though someone had turned on the entertainment center with the volume cranked all the way up, then quickly realized their folly. Espio wasn't sure if it would be more painful to just withstand the blast or attempt covering his ears, but before he could make a decision, the sound waves had stopped. Opening one eye in the direction of the door, he said, ". . . What the hell was THAT?!"
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 8, 2008 14:26:28 GMT -5
Both of Midnight's ears were now pinned firmly against the back of her head. The bat's expression was one of obvious agony as she grit her teeth and covered both of her ears. "DAMN IT, RAY!"
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 8, 2008 14:46:20 GMT -5
"SORRY!!!" The plot thickens, the ninja idly thought. The squirrel sure didn't seem this... irritating before. While gazing in the direction of the house in his perponderance, Espio suddenly arched an eyebrow. ". . . What's with the hole in the ceiling?"
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 8, 2008 15:43:46 GMT -5
To the bat's dismay she found a fresh headache in the wake of Ray's mistake. With a soft groan she rubbed at her temples, cracking an eye open to glance at where Espio mentioned. "That's where the Sol Emerald fell."
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 9, 2008 11:51:54 GMT -5
Interrupting the conversation once again, Ray burst onto the deck, rapidly announcing, "HeyMidisorryaboutthatjustIwasgoingtoplayagamebeforeIgotbacktoworkand--" The squirrel paused when he noticed a second body on his property, and frowned in response. "Who're you??" ...Perhaps people that lived in Mystic Ruins were just confusing in general. "Er... I'm Espio? The guy that protected Midnight from Mighty? You were one of the ones that helped get me out of the base when I was injured?" Long, long pause. Ray eventually glanced aside and took a swig of the soda in his hand. Yeah, well, I rescued her too...
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 9, 2008 12:21:50 GMT -5
"It's fine," she waved dismissively at the squirrel's rapid-fire explanation. "Espio was in the area and got himself hurt, so I'm just helping bandage him up."
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 9, 2008 12:54:47 GMT -5
Do you do this often? Ray was sorely tempted to ask. Instead he slurped his drink obnoxiously loudly. Taking note of the squirrel's closed body language, Espio quickly said, "Relax. I'll be off of your property soon. Midi was just kind enough to offer some help after I had a bad run-in." Finding one hand finished, the chameleon flexed it several times, and deemed it usable. "Thank you for your help," he said, turning his attention back to the bat.
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 9, 2008 14:12:56 GMT -5
Midi nodded to Espio, "No prob," she answered, now offering to help with his other hand. As she did she eyed the squirrel quizzically. "Geez, Ray, what's your problem?"
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 9, 2008 14:24:00 GMT -5
"I don't have one," Ray muttered when he was finally finished. Tipping the can upside down, he added, "Unless you count being out of pop." As the squirrel disappeared back into his home, Espio looked after him, until suddenly wincing from a bit of particularly firm contact. "...Odd guy," the ninja commented at length.
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 9, 2008 14:43:47 GMT -5
"He's not normally like that," Midnight shook her head, "Don't let him bother you. Things have been kinda weird with him ever since the whole emerald deal."
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 12, 2008 10:24:22 GMT -5
The ninja nodded, and remained quiet as he received the rest of his bandaging. When Midi had finished, Espio gave it a flex test. "Thanks again for your help. ...Although, I should probably be going," he said, carefully rising to his feet. "Your friend pretty clearly doesn't want me here."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 12, 2008 10:36:15 GMT -5
"Awa. Don't let him get to you," Midnight pleaded. "Whatever his problem is I'll just chew him out over it later. Trust me, I can be pretty loud," she grinned. "And besides, this is going to be my house soon anyway."
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 12, 2008 10:42:01 GMT -5
The ninja arched a somewhat surprised eyebrow, but upon further consideration, he supposed it made sense. She did talk pretty emphatically about the squirrel, even under dire conditions such as in the prison. The conclusion only increased his desire to no longer intrude; he'd never intended to cause problems between a couple. "Congratulations," he said after a slight pause to figure his wording. "And I apologize; I didn't realize I was making your boyfriend jealous."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 12, 2008 10:47:21 GMT -5
This produced a flabbergasted "... What?" from the bat. One of her ears dropped as she stared in flustered surprise. "Oh no no, no no no no no," she said, waving her hands quickly. "We're just good friends, he's not my boyfriend or anything no matter what Ray thinks. Ray's building a new house for himself in the area and I'm planning to move into his old home. It's more ergonomic for me than a cave."
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Post by Leedzie on Dec 12, 2008 10:51:45 GMT -5
SLAM. Without a word to either of the occupants of the deck, Ray abruptly shut the door to his home and set about awkwardly climbing down the trunk of the tree. He now sported a toolbelt around his waist. Before he could even get the full word of "sorry" out of his mouth, the door slamming cut him off, and Espio silently watched the blonde carpenter stalk off the property. Once he'd disappeared down the side of the deck, the chameleon turned back to his host with a perplexed expression. "...Correct me if I'm wrong, but, isn't he a flying squirrel?"
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Post by Jamie Lee on Dec 12, 2008 10:57:06 GMT -5
The bat jumped a mile as Ray shoved himself past. After a moment of stunned breathing she looked down after Ray. "Cripes, what's your damage?!"
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