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KOPARA AIR FLIGHT 15
(SYD -> HNL)

[Well, good going, Yurick and Vita. You dun fucked up. Now it's a murdergame. Still, could be worse. It could be a certain screechy female commander in charge, right?

In any case, you are stuck here. It's frustrating, and as time goes by, being here is going to wear everyone down. Not to mention the scent of those damn leis just won't go away, even after you've tossed them aside. The air permeates with it, and combine that with recycled air that only makes things more irritating and pungent, the limited supply of essentials, the limited space even on this large plane, the horrible electricity situation, *and* the threat of the murdergame now ever-present over everyone's heads?

Things are not fun right now. And as time goes by, it's going to only get worse. It's just a question of how - and whether there's any escape before it becomes too much to bear.]

((OOC: Welcome to the week! We'll be doing things a little differently here - we will have a sub-heading for investigations to happen, where players can send their characters of to find clues. Just head over there and use the OoC map to help guide your characters to major clues if you so wish!

Of course, you can always court disaster for your character, courtesy of the RNG, if you so wish! As a result, there will also be a sub-heading revealing everyone's level of injury, which will start at a default number for everyone (except those already injured coming in, or injuries inflicted before the pilot's call!) at the beginning of the week! This can be raised as you see fit to inflict pain on your character - just remember to TAG ANY COMMENT THREAD FOR THE MODS if you want injury rolls! Just don't go too high - your character may not survive if you do!

GOOD LUCK! And remember - have a nice flight!))

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[Vita will quickly go over to him. Thankfully she's used to him not always thinking before doing, which is why it's a good thing he married a witch who normally has multiple means of healing with magic.]

I'm sure your dignity was hurt far worse than you. Still, let me take a look.

[She's definitely going to try and look at his back first since he did hit the door and that has the highest chance of being something serious. At least she is familiar with some basic remedies and should be able to handle this.]

It might never recover. I'll be without dignity for the rest of my life.

[Still, he does manage to get himself up off the seats, and shrugs a little bit stiffly out of his coat. At least the shirt underneath doesn't stick to the burns under it - wait, does this mean he's the first to strip...? In any case it's a good thing he opted to dress comfortably to blend in better in his wife's home, a full suit would've been too many layers. He kneels, carefully, with his back turned towards Vita.]

Okay, how bad is it?

[Vita will go ahead and take a look and while there are burns, they at least aren't too severe. A basic healing art would be sufficient if she had access to one. Since she doesn't, she'll have to settle for mundane methods.]

I think your dignity definitely suffered far more. Stay here and I'll see if I can find something cool to put on it.

Wait, don't -

[And that's some genuine panic in his voice there.]

If it's not blistered it's fine, I don't... I'll be okay, you don't have to go anywhere. Sorry, I'm just... I don't... I'll be fine, don't worry about it.

[She is about to get up and go get something when she hears that panic and she just stops.

She has a feeling she knows exactly the cause of it. He's afraid that if she leaves his sight that she'll die again.]

I don't want to see you hurting even a little and I know your mother would insist. I'll compromise and let you come with me if you think you can walk that far.

I can walk fine, don't worry about it.

[Oh God putting the shirt back on was a bad idea... but he doesn't want people thinking they were just down here fooling around. And, well, sure, it'll keep the heat in, but... he slips his coat back on as well, hissing in pain.]

And I am fine, just... don't want anyone else getting an eyeful of what's yours, that's all.

[Why yes, he's attempting a ~maidenly~ bat of his eyelashes with that. It's... not very effective. But if he's joking around he's okay! She doesn't have to worry over him! That's how this works, right?!]

[She still is worried. It may seem minor, but she doesn't want him to be in pain.]

No, it's not that. You were truly scared of me leaving your sight. You're still beating yourself up over the fact that you let me go and then I died, aren't you?

This whole situation isn't making it easy to let go of it.

[He can meet her eyes, but only for a moment.]

I'm not asking you to let go of it. Trust in me or at least trust in your skills and Nagisa's in training me to better defend myself. Or was all that just to make me feel better and not ever be sued?

I -

[He reels for a moment as though she actually slapped him, after those last words. His back protests, but he takes advantage of the plane hitting yet another patch of turbulence to stumble up close to her. His voice is barely above a whisper when he keeps speaking.]

I just - I'm afraid. I hate being afraid.

Edited (Typo) 2018-12-20 02:15 (UTC)

[Well, when he stumbles up close to her she's going to do her best to make sure he doesn't fall and then she'll give him a hug.]

I'm afraid too. I'm afraid that I'll lose another person I care about because they wanted to protect me. I can't stand the thought that my being here could be a detriment to you.

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