Technological Revenge, and It's Effect... (Saph and Neshimo)

[Neshimo]

"There you-" Seeing her slip, and the cut from the rain, he quickly runs over, something sliding though still making it without any accidents. A sigh, he goes too pick up the knife. "Jamil, and come on, we're going inside. Do you need me too carry you, because you seem too be getting even more hurt as we're supposed too be trying too get better.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A small wince, at least it wasn't deep, and a smirk. "No, I'm fine. And that was cuz you made me move." Blame it on him... at least it wasn't anything serious. She'd need to deal with the pain in her leg, though, and clean it out before it got infected. She grabbed his shoulder, using it as leverage as she stood up again, and then tests the foot. I'll be fine. A slight limp as she walked into the building again. Stupid rain ruining her practice.

 

[Neshimo]

"Saphire..." A long sigh, he goes under her and holds her limping side up using his own shoulders as leverage for her. 'I get how you feel now, being this difficult isn't nice too deal with.' He thinks too himself, still wanting her too lead, though knowing she always had a shoulder too fallback on for help. "Tell me where we're going..."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Just back to our room. Nothing more to do tonight." It wasn't like she wanted to take a shower, or something. Even though she was sure she was starting to need to. Being an assassin made you actually prefer not to shower, to smell like nature, when the majority of your missions were outside. Likewise you'd want to smell like a building when working mostly in a city... and nothing when doing an equal amount of both.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright." Vaguely remembering, as the rain pours down, he goes off by memory too their temporary room. It seems as though they've become worse when they've been told too get better. Maybe their destined too always be troubled, though at the very least, he can make her feel less so. "Well, lets pick some towels up first too dry off first, then we can treat your leg." It's been long for both of them, and while he will accept help, actually giving it is something he can't refuse.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Probably a good idea. At least we need to wipe off the mud on my leg." She honestly didn't feel like she needed help, even if she was limping, but... she was close to him, and somehow that made it ok. Unable to meet his eyes she looked first down to the floor, then to the walls, and said.... "U-um, there's a bathroom just to the right. We can get some there, and I'm sure you need to warm up." Him, not her, even though she got sick really easy. THe nanomachines made her white-blood-cells nearly obsolete, so it took her a while to get back to full-immune system when she was sick. Luckily the machines quickly acted as backup, breaking down the viruses and bacteria when they knew what the problem was, but... she usually ended up running high fevers and unable to walk for a day or two when she got sick. She'd forgotten about this, so didn't even consider that she needed to stay warm to avoid it in the first place.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright." He makes the turn into it, and gives a smile, and slowly lets her lean onto whatever surface she needs too before going too get towels for them both, though seeing her leg may not be all the way up too standing, he proposes an idea. "Mind sitting on the counter top? I'll clean your leg that way, then go get some disinfectant too place so you wont get an infection. Sound good too you?" Though he knows she can't see it, he gets used too smiling generally in her direction now, whether she's with speaking with him or not.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A small nod, "Fine. If you want to do it that way." She leaned against the wall at first, just placing her back to it, but then she inched towards the counter, the limp slowly growing more pronounced now that she wasn't placing her weight on it all the time. Once she faced the counter she turned, jumping from one foot so she could leverage herself onto it. She didn't look at the mud-caked leg, not wanting to imagine the infection. Nor did she notice that she was shivering slightly, the kimono hiding it from view... the only way to tell being if she's touched. "I think... at least while we're here, I'll need to wear something other than my Kimono." It was getting ruined very easily, and she needed to wash it and the others she'd noticed had been put in their room.

 

[Neshimo]

"That's how we have too do it, and you can get a new uniform prepared like mine was." He places a folded towel next too her, "Dry yourself while I do this." Wetting another towel, and using the hand soap left over, he somewhat folds her, in his eyes, baggy clothing upwards too reveal her leg clearly, and begins carefully rubbing the towel against her skin, daintily as if somehow he believe that the slightest if roughness could be painful for her. "Though for training, at least your type, you could get ankle weights, and other speed reducing equipment, that way when they come off, you go faster than usual."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A nod, "I should do that." She could do so without them being seen, after all, with her typical outfit. Maybe even get some resistance training as well, over time. She had time to mess around with poisons and stuff, while training him, so.... why not go for it? It had been a long time since she'd done intensive training like that, might be just what she needed to do to get herself well and truly in shape. If it could be done so quickly. Absently she started drying her hair, not caring about the rest of her, still avoiding looking at her leg.

 

[Neshimo]

"Good." Finishing his cleaning, he quickly wipes of any excess water near the slash, and begins too spray on the penicillin spray from the nearby first aid kit, "Brace yourself" a quick warning and a clear white bubbling begins too take over her leg, killing and burning any germs that might have taken over her leg, there was quite the infection getting ready too take over if this wasn't taken over. "We can still do my training inside if your set on it, but I do recommend that you rest a bit."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire paused, not wanting to let out a strong hiss, that was very painful cleansing. Well, she deserved it, after all. She'd gone and hurt herself in the middle of the rain. Pitiful, really... and then she realized that he was still talking to her. "Rest? Well..." Now that she'd completely stopped moving, she could feel the slight throb of her leg, it wasn't deep, but it must have been right next to a nerve. "I don't think I have much of a choice." She couldn't even walk on her own, she'd needed him to half-carry her.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright." The forced scabs her body just made are now covered by a bandage applied after a series of gel too hep the skin and protect the wound better. "Well, at least it's raining." That sentence though simple has more meaning too him than usual, as he perks up unexpectedly, in fact, even while this whole ordeal has gone on, he's felt surreal hearing the sound of rain, and with a small caress of her leg, he pulls the clothing back down, and offers his shoulder too her once again. "Ready to go?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A nod, "Sure." She pushed herself down, face having turned slightly pink at his random, tender touch on her leg, and placed her arm around his shoulder. "It... should be fine by tomorrow morning." She'd need to eat meat again, though. At least it was rare for her to not like meat. Probably a reaction to needing to eat it so often, but a good thing nevertheless. "You like the rain, then?" She loved to listen to it, and to watch.

 

[Neshimo]

"It's usually, the only time I can sleep, when memories don't come. When it rains, as long as I hear the patter of rain on a roof, it reminds me of happier times. Besides, we also had too learn too stay in it without moving either, and training, ironically, also reminds me of peaceful times." He helps her up slowly, and begins too slowly walk over too their room, adding on, "It's soothing."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She turned her head to look at him, eyes sad. "I... suppose that would be a good reason to like the rain. I just like the sound, the organic rhythm of it." It was another thing that most people didn't notice. Just like the rest of the world rain had a natural kind of music, something rare and pure, it didn't matter how much humans polluted the world... rain would never change. or rather, it'd always be the same pure thing, no matter how much it did change.

 

[Neshimo]

"Great. Hopefully when I becoming better with my hearing, we can listen together..." A silence after that, not much can by discussed between them, except his worry for her, and hopefully the other way around. He'd seen a song with the word rain in it, so maybe it'd be a good song between them both too listen to, and maybe even learn a concise way too express his feelings in it, seeing as he's had them for this long, and still can't find the right words.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

The silence was... almost comfortable, while still completely awkward. She on one hand felt like it had formed naturally... and on the other worried that it had been something she'd said that messed it up. He seemed like someone who normally had a lot of things to say, so she wondered if he didn't like talking with her... and that caused a dull ache in her heart. No, that ache had been there before... it just hadn't been so acute, now she knew that with anyone else it'd be as good as invisible, but with him... every time she thought she'd done something wrong she'd feel it worse. She could just tell. Was this what it meant to love someone?

 

[Neshimo]

Walking into the room, it seems a set of materials has been set up, most with look like a particular set of tea leaves, the same smell as the tea set for Saphire at the briefing not to many days ago. With a heater, a tea kettle, and cups, along with other assortments, it seems a get warm present too us, and hopefully too the others as well. A smile across his face, he takes a look towards her first. "Where would you like too lay, the couch, or the chair? Though the couch may be a bit more comfortable."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

An almost surprised look to her face, they'd actually given her herbs for making tea? That was.. shockingly nice of them. Probably had something to do with her getting injured. Or maybe trying to make her sleep more. Even though she forced herself to sleep eight hours a day, because that was necessary. "The chair." Yes, the couch would be more comfortable... and thus she wanted Jamil, who was actually seriously injured, to use it.

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright, the chair it is" Hoisting her up a small bit more, too make sure she can get in the chair correctly, he sets her down and not knowing how too make tea, he leaves it too her. "Sorry, not much of a tea maker, I'd usually be given the more heavy duty things, and only learned cooking from having too hunt." With that, he knows basic functions, so he begins setting them up in an easy too reach, yet safe distance so she doesn't burn herself.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Do you want to learn?" He'd probably benefit from the use of it. Since he had trouble sleeping, and all... it might calm him down sometimes. Well, that and she enjoyed making tea, the smell of the slowly heating up herbs brought back memories of when she'd been learning to use them. Memories of... of.... the name still wasn't clear, but she knew now that it was her older sister, and that they'd been raised by her. "It can be very calming."


((You don't know how to make tea? I have a Japanese tea set at home. My brother and Dad bought it for me for Christmas.))

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright, show me." A smile, something they can do together, he goes too the music player first, looking for a certain CD, a certain song, until he comes across the title he'd seen. Playing it, again on a loop as too have consistency, something he also enjoys, a walk back too the table too learn how too prepare tea. "I've heard multiple things, which is why this process doesn't stick with me."


((Oh I know how, but Jamil doesn't .w.)

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"It depends on the type of tea, but..." She stopped talking while she grabbed some water and put it into a kettle, one that went onto an open flame. "One thing in common with all of them is that you have to boil the water. Otherwise the flavor won't come through. Once you've got it on to boil you start cutting up the herbs you're going to use... let's try Chamomile this time." She picked out the corresponding leaf, cutting off a small section and taking a board to cut it with. "Chamomile is simple to prepare, and good for when you're not sleeping well. It calms the mind and soothes the spirit. You chop up only as much as you need... about an inch for two people. Get it as small as you can, so the flavor comes through."

 

[Neshimo]

"Understood." A smile as he watches her, fingers flow easily from place too place. He takes a while too pull a table a bit closer, as too help her ease around the table a bit longer. "Hey, Saphire, have you ever thought about having kids of your own. I've only ever had the pleasure of seeing orphans, but they were still nice. Actually, a better question, do you like children?" Not out of perverseness, or a sense of some other strange innuendo, its a serious question. Her body obviously works differently, and from what little she says about her past, it seems she was confined from contact with other children.