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Who| Karkat and Feferi
What| Feferi heals a very injured Karkat
Where| an alcove inside the spaceport
When| right after the cornucopia run
Warnings/Notes| talk of injury and violence
As soon as the Arena officially starts, Feferi books it for the Cornucopia-- or rather, awkwardly floats towards it. She tries not let herself get too distracted by everything going on around her; she keeps an eye on the other tributes approaching her, but she's otherwise focused on getting what she can from the Cornucopia. Sollux may be gone, but she's still determined to win this, even if it's slow going. She'd rather have those confounded ice skates than this.
She manages to get herself a key into the spaceport and a few other spoils before she decides its time to float her way out of there and get herself to the airlock, not wanting to press the limits of the oxygen supply she's been given. She comes away largely unscathed, nothing she won't be able to handle, and it's only when she gets in through the airlock and sheds her heavy outer suit that she really notices it. It's a warm surge of power, right at her core, like a deep breath of fresh air. Her Life powers. She doesn't need anyone to tell her to know it.
It's convenient, then, that as she makes her way further inside, the first tribute she stumbles upon looks very obviously in need of them. It's not until she gets closer and gets off their helmet that she recognizes that it's Karkat, and he's in terrible shape. She doesn't stop to think about it, working quickly and carefully to get his outer suit off before she hoists him onto her back to take him somewhere safe. Even as she holds onto him, she can feel like life leeching out of him, so the first alcove she finds, she sets him down and starts to work.
There's a lot to work with, so she starts with the biggest injuries, healing them just enough that he doesn't bleed out. She's already got bright red blood splotched all over her white suit-- why do they keep putting her in white?-- the last thing she needs is for him to die from blood loss. But she can't exhaust herself so soon, either, so she heals him most of the way with her powers, patch him up the rest of the way with her first aid kid, and... hope for the best.
What| Feferi heals a very injured Karkat
Where| an alcove inside the spaceport
When| right after the cornucopia run
Warnings/Notes| talk of injury and violence
As soon as the Arena officially starts, Feferi books it for the Cornucopia-- or rather, awkwardly floats towards it. She tries not let herself get too distracted by everything going on around her; she keeps an eye on the other tributes approaching her, but she's otherwise focused on getting what she can from the Cornucopia. Sollux may be gone, but she's still determined to win this, even if it's slow going. She'd rather have those confounded ice skates than this.
She manages to get herself a key into the spaceport and a few other spoils before she decides its time to float her way out of there and get herself to the airlock, not wanting to press the limits of the oxygen supply she's been given. She comes away largely unscathed, nothing she won't be able to handle, and it's only when she gets in through the airlock and sheds her heavy outer suit that she really notices it. It's a warm surge of power, right at her core, like a deep breath of fresh air. Her Life powers. She doesn't need anyone to tell her to know it.
It's convenient, then, that as she makes her way further inside, the first tribute she stumbles upon looks very obviously in need of them. It's not until she gets closer and gets off their helmet that she recognizes that it's Karkat, and he's in terrible shape. She doesn't stop to think about it, working quickly and carefully to get his outer suit off before she hoists him onto her back to take him somewhere safe. Even as she holds onto him, she can feel like life leeching out of him, so the first alcove she finds, she sets him down and starts to work.
There's a lot to work with, so she starts with the biggest injuries, healing them just enough that he doesn't bleed out. She's already got bright red blood splotched all over her white suit-- why do they keep putting her in white?-- the last thing she needs is for him to die from blood loss. But she can't exhaust herself so soon, either, so she heals him most of the way with her powers, patch him up the rest of the way with her first aid kid, and... hope for the best.
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And carry him, if she really needs to. Now that he's stable, it would be a lot easier, except for the fact that he might not appreciate it, so she doesn't say anything. "You can lean on my shoulder, if you need to. I'm feeling a lot better in here."
She braces her feet against the floor, but his weight is nothing to her now that she has her full strength back. She's missed it a lot, and it gives her a little confidence boost, going into the Arena.
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He doesn't so much as lean on her as slump against her, but the result's the same. A bit of awkward shifting gets his arm around her shoulders. "Thanks," he mumbles. "Where are we going?"
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She knows there's nowhere to stop for a while back the way she came from, so she can only keep heading down the hall, hoping to find an open room that's out of the way.