Scorpions and Monkeys [Vegia] Feb 20, 2018 14:39:23 GMT -6
Post by Ronin Sashouka on Feb 20, 2018 14:39:23 GMT -6
"Drink." Sashouka grunted as he shoved the water bottle back into the hands of his still-recovering rescue-ee. And, yet again, she pushed it back and rolled away, her face flushed red and her eyes winced close as she groaned back.
"N-No... n-not... helping..."
Feeble as her voice was, the huge-haired Saiyan's words and all the fighting for the past few minutes had returned a sigh from Ronin. Her fever had come back, even if she recovered from the waterlogging... and now she refused to drink when offered it, despite burning up and panting anytime she thought she was alone. It was like trying to argue with a child, as if the young woman had no idea that staying hydrated was necessary to try and combat the fever setting in. For most of his life in the village, sweating a fever out was almost always the best solution. But she had likely had access to some level of medicine based on the fact she had a ship fall from the skies and carried her through space. Setting the bottle down beside the bedding, Sashouka turned his gaze over to the chest where he stored the few things he needed in the modern world. Zeni and an older phone that allowed him to call the village. There was also the gravity generator he had acquired, but that was kept outside.
Popping it open and retrieving his phone, he knew he would need to call for medicine. The village wasn't too far and a few members of the tribe knew how to fly... they could deliver anything that would be needed in time. Placing the call and raising it to his head, Sashouka moved a hand to tug the blanket up over the Saiyan female before pushing himself to his feet and turning to leave. It was best to leave the water with her and try to let her rest, at the very least. The line buzzed, Sashouka letting the tent flaps close as he plopped down beside the fire and waited. And waited. Genuinely, it seemed to be one of the most unnerving and equally annoying minute and a half that had ever been placed before him. But at last, the line picked up, the familiar voice of his mother picking up rather than the elder.
"Sa-shou-ka!" The teasing trio of syllables brought back her sing-song greeting anytime a much younger Ronin got back home from the Elder's hut. "It's so rare for you to call home, what do you need?"
"I need medicine, mother. I rescued a woman and-"
"A GIRLFRIEND? OOOOO~!" Her response ensured Sashouka knew he had made a grave mistake, putting the phone down and letting her ooze with excitement and blabber. This was in particular why going back home was hard, knowing that there were those like his mother who wanted him back more than anything. A life in the village was nice on paper, but exploring and perfecting his style was paramount above all. It was why the dojo had been established in the first place and why Ronin had pushed the rumors around to get students! Raising the phone, he caught the end of his mother coming down from her excitement. "-o where do I have it sent?"
"I'll text the coordinates from the phone. So just... get it out here as soon as you can."
Ending the call, although he knew that it'd require repaying his mother later, he punched the send coordinates button and tapped the only contact in the phone. It was received and an angry emoji was replied back... but the thumbs up had him sigh and put the phone down. This was a slow morning, but perhaps that was for the best. No students showing up meant that his attention could be solely on helping the still-non-named Saiyan girl recover. That massive hairdo she had certainly got annoying, bumping and brushing him anytime she turned in her sleep. And that was with him sitting some distance away! But it was his duty, as the one who saved her from the sinking pod and drowning, to get the female back in decent enough health to at least leave on her own two legs. It was definitely starting to make him feel weird, having someone else living in his tent. Being a nomad for the last few years had often meant he was alone... yet here he was, having spent the last week or so taking care of this mysterious woman. No matter what he did, it was like the journey to get stronger and perfect any of his techniques and fighting skills was always meant to be hindered.
Here we go =3=/