The Demi-Fiend returns!

[demifemme]

Who: Shura and OPEN
Where: Apartment building in Pisces
Summary: Shura tries to go back to her apartment from the Hospital.
Warnings: None so far!


Fortunately, the trip between Caduceus Hospital and the Visitor's apartment building in Pisces was a short one. Wheelchair-bound as she was now, thanks to trying to fight her Shadow, Shura didn't think she could have taken the humiliation of a longer trip. In addition to that, Hinoto-Ri itself had not really been designed for people who couldn't run. Getting in and off the tram was a pain, not to mention that to access an elevator, she had had to get off at the main station in Pisces and wheel herself all the way back to the apartments. Just as her still weak arms had about fallen off, she found herself in front of the building, and the five concrete steps leading to the main entrance. Fuck, she had forgotten about that. She honestly felt like crying, right now.

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[dontrunawayfromliving]

"...Shura?"

WHAT HAPPENED

[poorlittleblueburdie]

Someone's out heading somewhere again, past the apartment building there in Pisces, a coffee cup in hand... and has to stop at seeing her there like that.

His wings sink a bit, and he takes a step over to her, quiet. "Pardon, but...."

Get upset, worried, uncertain... get awkward. Check.

"Is there-- I mean, may I help with anything...?"

[demifemme]

Shura hid her face in her hands, but of course, it was too late, and it wasn't because she couldn't see Sarah that Sarah couldn't see her.

"... hi, Sarah."

[demifemme]

Shura sighed heavily. Why were there people here when she was in trouble. "Make physiotherapy work faster."

[dontrunawayfromliving]

"...I'll get you into the lobby and we can talk."

She takes a second to scoop Shura up bridal-style before using one foot to nudge the wheelchair into a folded up shape. Summoning her Persona, she directs Fenrir to entangle it in his chains before heading up the steps.

[demifemme]

Shura sighed heavily, red in the face, but she could not exactly say no here.

"... thanks."

[poorlittleblueburdie]

His wings droop further. "How would I--" No, no, silly question.

"...Is there any way I might at least help cheer you up somehow, if I can't help?"

[dontrunawayfromliving]

Sarah carries Shura inside, Fenrir dragging the wheelchair behind them. As she sets Shura down on a handy couch, she dismisses the Persona, causing the wheelchair to thump to the floor. Sarah pauses for a second, considering what to say, before settling on something neutral.

"...good to see you."

[demifemme]

Oh crap. Shura knew she did done fuck up just from Sarah's greeting. How was she supposed to have known her Shadow would nearly kill her? But she had been awake for a while now, and... she had no excuse.

"...I'm sorry."

[demifemme]

"Yeah. Get me up the stairs and into my apartment." She didn't like the guy, but, he asked.

[dontrunawayfromliving]

"What happened?"

That's all Sarah can manage to say right now, the words barely managing to get past her lips through a knot of worry, fear, and confusion.

[demifemme]

"My Shadow and I... ... I was too proud and dumb to accept her. I was saved by the 13th hour. She was killing me." She shuddered. Ever since the Tower, she had been afraid of dying, and she had come so damn close this time...

[dontrunawayfromliving]

"You...fought your Shadow alone?"

Sure, Sarah's done solo missions before, but she at least knew what she was going up against in advance.

[poorlittleblueburdie]

He nodded, tucking his wings in behind him, looking the chair over. "All right... I can do that." So, he was excused from being assigned to change something he couldn't!

He eyed the stairs, then the wheels of the chair... set his cup down beside the doors, took the chair's handles, and pulled the chair backwards, up the steps, instead of trying to lift the whole thing. He was at least a little stronger than he looked; he managed it without trouble, and took his cup again, getting them into the lobby and heading toward the elevator.

"I don't suppose you'd want any errands run for you? I could bring something for dinner for you, if you'd like?" If she was having difficulty with getting in and out of the building, it seemed only sensible to him to offer.

[demifemme]

Shura nodded. She wasn't proud of it, but yeah.

"To be fair, I hadn't planned on it. When she captured me I planned to accept her, I really did!"

[dontrunawayfromliving]

"You got...captured."

It's not even a question, just a flat statement, like she can barely understand what's being said.

She frowns in concentration for a second as she processes something Shura said.

"Wait...accept?"

[demifemme]

Good thing Shura had a safety belt on. The rise up was a bit bumpy.

She was about to say that she didn't need anything, but it couldn't be further from the truth: she had been gone for over a month. Everything in her fridge was probably past the date, and how was she supposed to cook sitting down?

"I guess," she admitted, defeated.

[demifemme]

"Yeah? That Souji kid, he said you had to accept them and they'd go away?"

[dontrunawayfromliving]

"Misfit stabbed mine in the leg with one of my poisoned knives, and while it was still paralyzed I devoured it."

[poorlittleblueburdie]

He was relieved, honestly. Even if she wasn't in a good mood, it was better than the first time they'd met. The circumstances seemed oddly similar, but she wasn't yelling at him this time, so it was still better!

He got them into the elevator, and pressed the button to go up. "What would you like me to fetch, then? I... don't know what it is you prefer to eat...."

[demifemme]

Shura let out a small chuckle. "I knew there was a reason I like you."

[demifemme]

Shura looked at the floor lighting up, numb. "Anything that doesn't taste bland or gross." Hospital food, yeah. "Fish. Bring me fish."

[dontrunawayfromliving]

Right, that clinches it. Sarah speaks before she's finished processing what she's saying.

"Move in with me."

[demifemme]

Shura just... blinks.

And blinks.

And blinks again.

"... wha?"

[poorlittleblueburdie]

"All right... for dinner tonight? What sort?" He could remember fish, at least. Although, if he was going to be bringing groceries by for her, he'd need to write a list... but he could do that when she was more comfortably in her apartment, he presumed.