Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20171017213941/@comment-25955740-20171021231127

Crying. Everyone cried. Everyone curled and everyone felt broken. Even Liara. She felt some type of way. A way that wasn’t something she could define or explain, but something everyone was feeling at the moment—Tilting to the right, her head was tilted as her hues were wide and hollowed. It all happened. It all happened and the blood dancing, the life lost and the lives left in shatters. It was a lie to say she was shook to her core and her mind was locked down. Shutdown more like it. Blank over her face, trailing down her cheeks, she cried for the lost and couldn’t murmur a single word, that was locked in her throat—Her body shook, trembled at the sight, the thought as her memories danced around and her desire to scream at such a horrible was nullified by the sheer terror in her body. Memories fading with silhouettes in kodachrome, a bitter crimson smile looking to her as the drops fell to her cheeks and down them, and tainting her hands was the same life that smiled to her. Losing something. Losing someone. Losing a life… Why were they so reckless? Why did the Hope of the Pyre have to get involved? Why did they have to help? Why did she have to feel these things again? These memories. She was almost feeling a sense of insanity and she wasn’t the one that lost someone, she was just a person witness the lose of a good person, a person who had a whole bright future… A boy that was terrified but selflessly allowed himself to be taken.   Unlike everyone else, they all made sounds that sung in sorrow and lost, minus Ieyasu who was screaming in disbelief and anger, Liara couldn’t find herself making those sounds, she became so muted and couldn’t help but lock herself away. Because. If they weren’t here. Those two would’ve been fine. She wanted to believe that. Screaming internally, attempting to find an answer. What could she do? What could they do? What.. What at the time, just a moment ago, what were they able to do? Not be so useless was her first answer. Mentally punching her, smacking herself and such on. This bubbling sensation to vomit grew in her stomach, she felt so nauseous and for a moment, she couldn’t do more than lie to herself, no matter how much she lied to herself. This was their life, this was THEIR life.   At first. She didn’t hear Kyo, in fact, it went through one ear and went out the other, like a breeze going through a screen. It simply didn’t connect to her, but nibbling into her flesh, her spiders sung and called forth her attention, pulling her attention slowly, but surely. Body turning to look to Kyo, her head tilted once more as she blinked blankly. Her tears being consumed by her scarf held over her mouth and nose, Krenhs.. Krenhs.. Yes. She could help him… Help him. Yes. They could do that. Right? They sung. “ O-O-Oh. Y-Y-Yes. C-C-Come. ” She muttered, as she turned her tilting head to look at Krenhs who Kai and Ozai helping with, but the blood made it worse on her as those horrible screams echoed harder throughout her mind. The thought of his pain, his suffering and their situation. His arms seemed broken… It wasn’t like fixing a finger, or wrapping one. But.. She was good at basic first aid, or rather, first aid in general, Sup Pung seemed to tell her the basic things.   Don’t break down. Not yet. She told herself in thought. With her slow, staggering steps and trembling body—Motioning to Kai, Ozai and the damaged Krenhs. Her hollowed violet hues looked to Kai who attempted to do her best. Tightening her scarf around her nose and mouth, to keep the smell from getting to her as quickly, she attempted to keep herself together for the moment. Just a moment to help. “ If. If I may.. I.. I can make him arm casts, stitch his wounds and.. Make him stable.. ” She murmured to Kai. Unsurely, she wasn’t skillful like a medic ninja, and she hoped the Pyre wasn’t going to find anger in their hearts for this moment—But, they let her help once. So maybe. She could help again. “I.. I just.. Need you to keep him still. And feed him something. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">” Reaching into her pouch for a second, she knelt on level with Kai, with her hand holding a pill, a blood increasing pill, which seemed to be a good thing at this moment. She also removed her hoari and gave it to Kyo to hold, it was truth on what she was going to do with it. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">If everyone seemed fine with this. At this moment. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Thanking you.. Isn’t enough. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She murmured to herself in a pause, she couldn’t find herself saying thank you to them, they did more than just save them. As she carried to speak lifting her sleeve, those hundreds of spiders would’ve landed on his torso. Gently. Not adding to the pain. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:700;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Give him the pill. Please. Ozai. if that’s your name. Hold him still. If he moves too much. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She asked, her voice devoid of some feeling, but in case of him being awake, she did everything in her power to sound somewhat… Just somewhat calm and cheerful. As soon as the pill was placed in his mouth, forceful or not. She gave it a solid second. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Spreading over his body, she ordered them in hums and whistles. A few spiders would’ve bit into his body, they didn’t have poison or anything. Their bites did both drain some of his blood and regulate it, by sucking it up or spitting it out. Other spiders ran cross to his arms to help with the flow there. As some others started to make thick arm casts with Liara holding a stick on both sides to make sure the broken bits didn’t cause more internal damage, this web was as thick as a normal cast, with no room to wiggle around in and it’s strength was on par with iron, as they used their weaponized webbing to make these casts, they were comfortable, just restricting; cutting them with a sharp metal tool wouldn’t be an use though. As others used their limbs to stitch the wounds close, or make this sheet of thick silk to act as ‘flesh’ if the cut or wound was too deep, these webs were the same. The work was a lot, it was slow as well. Due to how serious his state was. Thus, she did everything in her power not to add stress with any risk that may have been. The pill should help. She could only think that as a few spiders kept check on his health.

<span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Consuming her mind, as she started to do what she could—Far from okay. Far from fine. She couldn’t within her thoughts for that long. She had this feeling of just wanting to fade away with the wind. She wanted to be apart of better times! She wanted to go back to that normal time! Konohagakure! With her father and brothers. She wanted those ways away. That life again! Somewhere within this ordering of her spiders that took the lead. Her hands, both of her hands, found themselves covering, cupping over her face as she started to fall apart, she couldn’t hold it anymore. This feeling of anger and pain. She had no right to feel or compare herself with those who actually lost someone, but it didn’t stop how she felt. Digging her nails into her face, as her palms pressed harder into her face. She felt this overbearing darkness, this cloud hover over her. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">It was appearing again, it was appearing again! It was eating away at her, just taking little nibbles at her heart. That was always the start. Kodachrome once again, those memories played. Water standing before them, in her mind. As he turned with his expression and those words.. Everything turned to white with his body turned and shifted into something else… That familiar memory again. Standing just before Liara, just her, as she was shorter, smaller and the same weakling. Ruby hues and ebony hair, crimson danced of his body as his arms and torso fell into differently fine sliced pieces. The feeling was there. It was coming back. She was going to vomit… She couldn’t take it anymore. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Without her. Her spiders would’ve did their job. Asking for the jacket to wrap Krenhs to keep him warm as a hundred spiders started to wrap his whole body up as comfortably as possible in a warm webcasting with his face exposed for him being able to speak and breathe. Just in case of having broken ribs or something. Knowing they could carry on without her, she dashed away from the three, rather the four, as she moved to the far right of the cleaning to fall straight on her knees and hands. Just to find herself pulling down her scarf to vomit. Her tears mixing with this disgusting sobbing she found herself in and whatever food she had in her stomach. It was out before her, but there wasn’t very much there. Now. She was breaking back down. Falling to her left side, she curled in a ball and cried away. Crying in murmurs and whispers of wanting to go back to the outpost. She didn't want to pretend anymore, she was terrified.