2187/Dreams and Food

Dreams and Food
Date of Scene:	08 May 2015
Location:	The Citadel - Medical
Synopsis:	Sanary's in Medical again, and Yari comes to visit. Food and dreams for peace are shared.
Cast of Characters:	691, Sanary Rondel

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Sanary Rondel has posed:
     The fight at Stone Vigil had been a rough one. Flying people, dragons, dragon people, big robot things, way too many guns, similar looking uniforms... Getting there late definitely didn't help Sanary much, but at least she figured it out eventually.

     On the plus side, she took down quite a few enemies! On the minus side or... However that phrase goes, she did get a little shot. Even with the massive armor she had been wearing, the joints were still points where bullets could enter. And enter they did!

     And so, Sanary is lounging back in a bed in the Medical Ward for once instead of hovering over someone in a bed, looking a little dazed while her arm is bound up nice and tight to keep her from aggravating the injury further.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Now able to actually walk, Yari is only lightly leaning on a cane as she taps her way into Sanary's medical room. The Centurion pauses at the door, gulping.

"Centurion Yari Takane, reporting! I'll be entering now!"

Then she closes the door. She's dressed in a blue kimono, a wrapped box in her hand! She's soon beside Sanary's bed, and finds a convenient chair to sit in.

"How are you doing, Sanary?" She asks, looking over the woman critically, and more than a little concerned.

Then, a smile. "I'm glad you're alive." Then, the package is set down beside her! Leaning down, Yari very, very gently gives a hug!

Sanary Rondel has posed:
     "Door's open!" Sanary turns away from the door briefly to hide her snickers at Yari announcing her arrival, although she doesn't do a very good job at it. It probably has something to do with the meds she's on since she does seem a little too... Happy considering the extent of her injuries. One heavily bandaged arm, some wrapping around the side of her head, and yet more wrappings hidden underneath her hospital gown.

     "Heeey, Yari. You're lookin' nice tonight." Chuckling again, she sits up from the bed to return the hug with her good arm. She's even humming a little while she does that, so... The meds are definitely doing their job.

     "I'm glad, too. Went to this... Some place? A castrate or something. There were a buncha armored guys, Gaius' armored guys, big-ish robots, a bunch of dragons and bigger dragons..." The mention of dragons does break through that dazed expression briefly, although not for long as she raises her injured arm.

     "This is a really good shield for bullets with the armor on! Until it got in the elbow. That sucked." She laughs and lowers her arm quickly, wincing just a bit at moving herself.

    "How about you, Yari? Anything fun happen today?"

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Surveying the particularly happy Sanary, Yari sighs a little. To be fair, they do have some awesome meds here.

There's a bit of a blush, and Yari does a little turn to show off! "Traditional clothes from Doma. I like them. Classy, but shows the figure." Admits the woman, tail wiggling. She /likes/ Sanary on the happy juice.

"I'll get you one if you want." Just imagine Sanary in a kimono! Yari's smile is just a /little/ too big here.

"Castrum. Mmm. So the Dravanians are really making their move? Sounds like the Legatus is alright, at least. Good job, Sanary. Thank you for helping us."

The lizardy woman chuckles, crossing her legs.

"Then we'll just have to have you practice more with shields! You're becoming stronger. I will have to work twice as hard to keep up with someone as strong as you!" Cue a swat on the shoulder, perhaps a little /too/ hard.

"Finally cleared to leave medical on my own. Still have one more day on light duty. But I've got orders ready, so, I thought I'd come and make sure you're alright. Here."

The package is placed atop Sanary's tummy!

Inside is a bento filled with rice, and home-made sushi!

"I thought you might be hungry. I always get that way after I'm injured."

Sanary Rondel has posed:
     "It does... Hmm. Very does." Clearly, words aren't Sanary's strong point right now. She's concious and energetic enough to keep her eye functional, at least, and she giggles lightly as Yari does that twirl. "Yeah... Sounds good to me. We can be all... Matching! That's the word, right?"

     Yawning lightly as she raises the back of her bed, a broad grin crosses the human's face at the thanks given to her. "Ah, you know how it is. Gotta earn my money and... Get good at fighting better. Good. Doing it more." Another giggle escapes her at the swat despite the wince following it, even managing to laugh while saying "ow".

     She is so out of it.

     "Yeah, shields would be a good thing to work on. Maybe put a... Spike or thing to brace a gun on so I can shoot more straight." She grunts lightly at the package's weight, tilting her head slightly as she opens up the box to reveal the food.

     "Aw... Thanks, Yari. This is gonna taste so good with all this stuff I'm one~" She laugh and reaches over to Yari with her good arm gingerly, trying to catch her in a hug without disturbing the bento.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Yari gives her trademark 'mmm!' of agreement. "We'll be the shining stars of the Confederacy together, Sanary! One look, and we'll own their hearts! Morale will surge if we combine our powers in cute kimonos!" A fist pumps in the air! ...Yari might still have some lingering bits of meds in her, or maybe Sanary's excitement is infectious.

Ahem! She then sits up.

"We don't use such things often, but I've seen shields with ports for guns, and bucklers having guns built into them. It's not impossible. Trying to learn more about firearms? You should get a Garlean model. Steadfast and dependable as the Emperor himself!" Swells the ninja with Garlean pride. Her chest puffs up proudly!

Cue a nervous laugh as she's hugged, being decently ginger this time. She lingers, sighing happily. Heart pounding just a bit, cheek nuzzling against Sanary's oww, for a moment the world is blissful.

"I'm glad!" Pause. She catches a nurse who flits in, whispering. "...Dosage of the meds is a little too high for this one. No tolerance for the good stuff!" The zombie-nurse just bumbles out.

Yari then settles back, head tilted as she ponders. "Sanary. What do you want to do with your life? I mean, where do you see yourself in the future?" Asks the woman suddenly.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
     Laughing again at Yari's pronouncement, Sanary nods slowly before pumping her own fist along with Yari's! And then she cringes after realizing that she did that with her bad arm. Smart girl!

     "Fff. Hah... Sounds like a plan! Maybe even do it on some o' this stuff I'm on, don't need to actually get fucked up before it... Would be great~"

     What a lightweight.

     "I've been using the gun part of the.. Axe a lot, right? Figure it should be easier to aim if I can put it on the... Shield instead o' my arm. Definitely a garlicy... an.. Shield gun if we can get those." She starts giggling again and nuzzles Yari's arm with her face, although it does turn to just scratching her cheek lightly instead. It's hard reaching some spots, after all!

     "Mm... Dunno. Maybe... Get strong so I can beat up all the assholes who're... Assholes. Gotta get real strong and just do whateee-eeever I feel like." She would look almost philosophical if she wasn't using Yari's arm as a scratching post and wobbling constantly. "How 'bout you? I mean.. You been with Gaius for a while, but got any plans outside o' workin' with him?"

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Wince. Yari can all but /feel/ that one.

"Th...I know I'm not one to really speak, here, but there /are/ things that should be done sober. We're trying to be upright examples of the confederacy! Pure virtuous conquering maidens!"

Yari might want to rexamine what she thinks the Confederacy is all about.

"Defintely on the shield. This allows maximum damage potential even while blocking an enemy's strike. Shield bashes are irritating enough, add on a gun, the bullet, its noise level after dedicating to the strike...a dangerous combination, if done properly." Muses Yari, looking Sanary over, already picturing the weapon.

Yari's head tilts, and there's a smile. What a carefree dream!

"So you desire strength and freedom. I think the only thing that can lead to freedom is strength itself, so, you're on the right path."

But then the question turns upon her!

"Me? Well...honestly, I've always been a soldier. And until...well, certain conditions are met, there'll always be a need for my services."

A small sigh. "But if I ever get to see the dream I have, the dream I think all of Garlea wants, I think..."

Her voice lowers, as she lets loose with her almost fantastic dream!

"If there wasn't a need for my sword anymore, I'd become a traveling chef. Go around the Multiverse, fight and catch exotic animals, and make the most delectable, perfect dishes that anyone could possibly make! Dragon steaks, braised star-being meat, even sandwiches made from lava sharks! I'd become the best chef in the entire Multiverse!"

Sanary Rondel has posed:
     "Pff. We don't have to be completely sober for that, do we?" Even when trying to sound like she's pouting, Sanary is still snickering and shaking. She's laying back on the bed finally, at least, but keeps it raised for the time being.

     "Oh yeah... I got set on fire the other day! But this armor's freaking... /Amazing/." She says that last part with a dramatic wave of her good hand. "The fire sucked, but it didn't suck as much as fire usually does when it's on people, and the dragon got all loud, but my ears weren't going to shit..."

     She rambles on incoherently for a little bit longer after that, but does eventually quiet down in time for Yari to speak. She actually seems to sober up a bit at the mention of the Au Ra's own non-combat related dream, a low hum eventually escaping from the bedridden healer while noshing on that bento.

     "That'd be something... Mm. You definitely got the taste food good down. This is that!" She grins broadly while gesturing at the food, scooping some more of the rice and sushi into her mouth with her hand. Utensils are for the coherent! "I could help you collect all the parts and... Food animals. Maybe even make the un-eat-able parts into gear to fight the stronger ones... Would be fun."

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Yari rubs her chin thoughtfully.

"I...I guess not. After all, there /are/ a variety of people in the Confederacy. Maybe their ideal of a maiden is a carefree sort! Perfect, Sanary! Virtuous and strong, yet relaxed! Truly, that is the heart of the Confederacy!"

Wince. Fire, as a rule, indeed sucks.

"Ah! Fire resistance...could've used that against that thaumaturge...so you need earplugs to fight dragons?..." Yari tries to keep up with the conversation, eventually just leaning back and smiling. Not too long after? Yari abandons her seat to snuggle into the bed beside Sanary as she shovels food into her mouth! The sight is both cute and horrifying to the woman, at her delicately prepared food being absolutely destroyed rather than savored.

"...I'm glad you enjoy it!" Comes Yari, one brow twitching.

Yari actually lets out a tear or two down her eyes. They go wide as she imagines it: traveling the stars of the Multiverse, fighting beside her beloved one-eyed semi-blind girl, making the most powerful of armor and cooking the best of food! The hiss she lets out is low, long, and dreamy. An arm wraps about Sanary, and she /clings/ for dear life around her waist!

"That'd be wonderful! There's no one else I'd rather hunt with! Oh, Sanary, what a dream! I...I..." She /squees/ just a bit.

"I'll do whatever it takes to see my nation's...no, my world's dream through. Then...maybe then, I can focus on myself, and the people beside me fully." Ends Yari with renewed determination. A little squeeze, and she closes her eyes.

It doesn't take long for her to snore away, clinging to Sanary, a smile of hope and purpose on her face.