#codename-freya

Maria leaned down over the railing from where she stood nearby on an abandoned porch. "My my, but only the lost little lambs end up in this neighborhood at night, don't you know monsters come out this late?" She teased, coming around and stepping forward. The woman was tall, taller in her heels, and staring down at her, with a smirk of a predator eyeing at prey.

"Short black hair, seems in his late 40s, starting to go grey, seemed to be watching you for a while. He called a friend." The younger girl linked her arm, beginning to lead her away. Dirt was smeared on her face and exposed arms.

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" I REFUSE ! "

it was her immediate answer to the request . . favor - her voice was someone brave yet there was a hint of fear in them -

" I'm here to protect not to be protected ! - "

she do not want to be protected again - she do not want to be protected and lose have another person die in front of her again - no - not like this - not them protecting someone like HER and risking their life , no - not again .

" I'm sorry - but I don't believe you - I wish I could - but you're injured and I'm here to HELP not to be HELPED "

a sigh came through - harsh , sweats running down her face - fearful yet not wanting to be treated and seems like she was a weakling again - she got powers - she got powers that were meant to PROTECT , she got powers that were meant to HELP .

" just . . let me help ! - "

‘You Did Good’ prompts  [ ACCEPTING | X ]

@codename-freya​ asked:

“I’m right here. You found me in time, I’m right here,” she smiled softly even through her injuries,  “I wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for you.”

          He only remembers to breathe after he has stabilized her condition as best as he can. He is no trained healer, so can only make do with basic field kaidou until the actual medics arrive with their higher level abilities. His hands are slick and sticky with  blood and his expression is visibly concerned, and also, furious. He exhales visibly, partly to rein in his temper, partly to focus. 

               “ Don’t look so relieved, soldier. Yer not even s’posed ‘ta be on active duty in the first place, what the hell were ya thinkin’? ” He sees that she is becoming a bit more lucid, and not deteriorating as quickly, anymore. There’s a good chance she will pull through, despite the horrific looking injuries she has sustained this time. 

               “ Kaisa Ranta. Do not close yer eyes. Pay attention. ” His tone is unusually stern, and fierce. She cannot relax now, no matter how badly her body is begging to shut down. He does not relent, does not allow her tension to break for even an iota, a fraction of a second. His hands are pressed firmly against her side, the only source of pressure that’s controlling her bleeding. That soldier who ran off to get help...when is he coming back? Until reinforcement arrives, he can only continue to distract her with conversation.  He is aware, that she hasn’t been herself ever since that altercation with those Quincies...but with this incident, her intention seems all too clear. His expression grows even grimmer.

“Excuse me,little one, I hate to be a bother but I’m looking for someone.”