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HEART SOLDIER SENSHI

[you find yourself in this derelict village, with not a soul to be seen—but before you is this station wagon:

for all intents and purposes, this baby is a simple "honk, steer, pedal to go, brakes to stop" vehicle that anyone with opposable thumbs can drive. despite its age, it does have a handy GPS system that displays paths you can take, but fails to identify anything like landmarks or other worldly features. last but not least: its paint job is done in your unit's color!

The following can be found in the trunk/dashboard:
• Icepicks
• These 5 Bone Saws
• A surgical set
• A single miniature of 99 Bananas
• one large first aid kit containing nothing but bandages and bandaids]

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[He had been sitting between her and Hurricane, huddling up between them in the back seat as the branches scrape by. He reacts too slowly to put himself between his sister and the branch that manages to enter the vehicle, still shivering beside her in the car.]

Alisaie-!!

[His voice carries in the space of the car, a dismayed sound as he reaches for her.]

Stop- we should stop-

[Sorry, he's panicking and trying to help Hurricane put pressure on her eye.]

Alisaie-

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[It's got to be bad. The way Alphinaud is screaming tells her everything.

[She can feel them clustered about her now, feel hands pulling at her own, lifting them from her face - she doesn't want to ask what it is they see there, doesn't want it in words, not now. They're clutching at her, dragging her down to the seat and Alisaie reaches out, snatches at someone's hand: could be Hurricane's, could be Alphinaud's, she hopes it's Alphinaud, it's certainly cold enough and she--

[(--I want my brother--)

[--she hates that he's here to see this, and it matters quite terribly that he should be.]

Brother...

[Pressing down with the fabric of his jacket with one hand, while he fumbles for the first aid kit with the other; seems she did indeed get Alphinaud's hand]

He's right here. We got you, you're gonna be fine -

[Manages to get the latch open, clumsily, and fumble out the bandages]

[He's normally the calm one. He's normally well spoken and always there to solve problems with words and swift action. Watching his sister be hurt? All of that calm methodical reasoning goes completely out the window.]

You're alright. I've got you.

[He whispers soothing words while Hurricane tries to fumble with the first aid kit. His voice is still shaking and she'll feel something wet dripping occasionally onto her skin. He's holding onto her hand and brushing his fingers through her bangs, part to keep them out of the way of her injury but also a familiar gesture.]

I-I'm so sorry. I can't heal you - I can't-

[His voice breaks and he bites his lip to keep from trying to talk or cry.]

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It's--

[Breathe. Just like Zhongli told her. In through the nose, out through the mouth. Of course, it doesn't change a thing. The pain still tears at her. Her hands are still sticky with blood, there's still a weight on the side of her face, of damp and wadded fabric pressed too hard against cheek and brow and the orbit of her--]

--not you.

[Breathe.]

This place - the producers. Not you...!

[How can she make him understand this? The unjustness of it all almost cuts clear through the pain. That Alphinaud should have to feel responsible for this tears at her.]

[Letting up on the jacket for a couple of seconds, to create a clumsily folded wad of bandages. He pulls the fabric away so that he can press that to her eye instead, letting the jacket fall to the floor for now]

Yeah, dude. You don't gotta apologize for something they took away.

That ain't on you.

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[He looks up at Hurricane, finally tearing his gaze away from his sister. He's definitely crying in earnest.]

Help me. We need to stop the bleeding and- and then clean the wound.

[He's trying his best to turn on 'responsible Alphinaud' instead of 'scared and actually a child'. He looks down at his sister again, his expression still distraught.]

Alisaie, just keep breathing. I don't know what we can do for the pain... but we'll help you.

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[She nods, slightly.

[She trusts him.

[Even if there's nothing he can do, it won't be for wont of trying. Alisaie knows that much, at least. So she holds onto his hand and hopes against hope that some of their words have reached him. An ilm or three to the right or the left and he'd be the one lying here, not her.]

Just--

[It's carried on her breath, caught on gritted teeth.]

--if there's anything - anything I can do...

You don't gotta do nothing, okay? Just take it easy.

[Then, to Alphinaud, still applying pressure to the eye:]

Zhongli said to staunch the bleeding, then make a kinda patch with the bandage, and to hold it in place with the other bandage stuff, like wrapping it around.

I got aspirin. It ain't gonna get rid of all the pain, but it'll help some. Can you hold this real quick, and I can...?

[His instincts are screaming at him that he wants to do this all himself, that this is his sister and no one else should touch her. He feels so protective that it's almost unreasonable. However, he knows Hurricane and Zhongli care just as much about her, so he forces himself to nod.]

Yes, I can.

[He's trying to be methodical and calm like he always is, but it just makes him sound more small and vulnerable than he already feels. While Hurricane sets about his own task, Alphinaud whispers to his sister, trying to be soothing despite how much his voice wavers.]

You'll be alright, sister. You'll be alright.

[Despite having such fleeting memories of his family, he knows his parents would be counting on him to look after her and she him. He's failing spectacularly, he thinks.]

[It hurts, it hurts, it hurts--

[Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. It hurts. She wants to scream again, she wants to claw at her own face and tear out the pain: Alisaie bites her lip, and clings to Alphinaud's hand like she's drowning and he's the one thing in the world that might still save her. The seat shakes, jarring her, as the car jolts and rattles its way down the road, branches scraping at the sides.

[Good. The bronze paint looked awful, anyway.

[The only thing she can do now is lie still, and try to be cooperative. So Alisaie lies there, just as hard as she can.]

[He's clumsy with the bandages, as he unrolls enough to wind around Alisaie's head - glances from Alisaie to Aliphaud when he has them ready]

Here - lift her head, just a little?

[He takes the back of her head carefully in one hand and brushes her bangs away with the other so that they can apply the bandage.]

Once you have it around her head, I'll adjust it.

[He's hitting his limit, even if he can't say it. He knows Hurricane is helping and that they're both afraid for her.]

Alisaie, just keep calm. We'll help you feel better.

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