izousaito
continued from x with @moonmessenger
Zoisite frowned, taking in the blood. He was no medic, but it did not look good, regardless. Maybe a concussion. The strawberry-blond tucked a piece of wayward hair behind his ear.
“And this is why strategists should never be called into battle. We best serve outside the front lines.”He could see something in her eyes though. Was it regret? Regret she could not fight as well as the others?
“Yes, trust them. They are capable enough. Let’s get you out of here… you’ll do no one any favors like this.”
Blood was rushing to her face, this was purely embarrassing. This was proof of her place in the team, she was at the bottom. She wasn’t any good here, she should just stay at the base and keep OUT OF THE WAY.
It hurt to know she couldn’t fight along side her friends, it ate at her during every battle “they” fought. “ I don’t need your help. ” Voice was low and filled with resentment towards herself, she’d just go to the emergency room and get bandaged up. It was a fine plan, except for the fact that a wave of dizziness hit her as she stood, clutching her head.
She immediately sunk back to the ground, regretting everything that lead up to this point. Why did she have to be so intelligent, why did she have to be a Sailor Guardian, she was weak.













