He looks up as the building groans above them, mind abuzz with plans and possibilities. Just how unstable is it? That will determine how much or how little they can do – Doctors are a precious resource to the exorcists after all, and for them to be lost after wandering in carelessly would be a waste in the eyes of the Order. Shiemi is even rarer than he is, a student with the potential to become a Doctor and a Tamer, both coveted assets amongst exorcists. If anyone is to go in, it will have to be him, and even that is iffy, depending on how sturdy the remains of the building are.
❛ We can worry about that in a moment, ❜ he says, buying himself time to examine the situation further. A genius he may be, but judging the stability of architecture is far from his area of expertise – it’ll take a little longer for him to plan accordingly. ❛ Right now, we need to get this man away from here, preferably to a better equipped medical team. At the very least, we need to get him away from the building in case it collapses. ❜ As if to punctuate his statement, another groan cleaves through the chaotic air and some debris falls from a cracking wall. It lands too close for comfort; they need to act fast.
Yukio turns his attention back to Shiemi, a pang of sympathy pulling at his heartstrings – she looks so scared, a feeling he knows all too well. That pervasive fear, not for his own life, but for his comrades’, for the innocent bystanders who got caught up in all this. It’s a feeling every exorcist knows, and especially every Doctor. But the weight of his experience has since tamped it down, four words becoming a mantra that rules his every movement: you can’t save everyone.
❛ We’ll have to carry him together. Do you think you can get his legs? ❜
Shiemi stands at the p r e c i p i c e of her fear ; before her is a c h a s m
that writhes with all of her INSECURITIES & and hidden memories of
FAILURE. In this situation where even her best efforts may result in the
deaths of many , she struggles to keep the resilient front her friends rely on
her to have --- & just when it seems impossible to collect herself , it’s her
F A I T H in Yukio that pulls her from the ledge.
You can’t be s c a r e d now when he needs you , Shiemi ;
the whisper of her friendship resonates in her heart & she finds herself
able to move again. She nods at his request , her expression growing more
resolute as she moves to assist , her feet seeking purchase against the
gravel and pocked concrete beneath them. Her muscles ache with exhaustion
& they create a creaking song of complaint that the teenager ignores as she
reaches for the wounded man’s legs.
❝ Would it maybe be better to use Nii ? ❞
The green man doesn’t wait for Yukio’s response ; he bounces from her
shoulder & and in the next moment stands above both the Exwire & the
Exorcist. Gratitude s o f t e n s the hard edges at the corners of her features.
She reaches up to rub her fingers encouragingly against Nii’s arm , then looks
back at her friend , ❝ He’ll be really careful! You need all of your strength ,
right?? There’s a lot left to do. ❞
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