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[ Action, Voice ] .031

[If you are passing by the Southmost bridge at just the right time, you will find it hard not to notice the girl in an unusual dress and boots facedown on the ground. One shoulder is strangely disjointed, and there are bruises up and down her arms, particularly violent ones around her wrists. She looks like nothing more than a broken and discarded doll.

As the sun continues to set, the coolness in the ground will cause her to start to stir. When she sits up, she grimaces, moving as if there might be something wrong with her ribs. If you happen to be looking at her as she does, you'll notice the sickening blue and yellow bruise spread across her right collarbone, the lovely shiner on her eye.

The wonderful thing about Luceti? Sometimes there's a journal right where you need it. She barely has enough presence of mind to make sure the picture points away from her face, but her voice is very tired.]

Sokka, Aang - I'm back. [Sorry Suki, Zuko.] I'm okay.

[10 100 (thank you, Shikamaru) percent filter to Chopper, Raine]
Hey guys, if you're there - I could use a little help.

[She doesn't want her brother and Aang to see her like this.]

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[Michael watches, still glowering as his mind goes over the things the Malnosso must've done to her.]

If there's anything I can do to help speed things up, say the word. I know my way around field dressing a wound, at least.

[Good. If there are people here, this can only go faster. He finishes with the remaining bruises and lowers her onto her back before changing forms again; he'll need more finesse with this than what big, clumsy hands can give.]

It'd help if both of you held her steady while I pop it back in. There might...be some kickback. San, get her other shoulder, and - [He gestures towards Michael] - you hold her legs.

[And to Katara, doing his best to concentrate when he sees those tears:] I'll make it quick. If...if you can manage to relax your muscles for me, it'll be much easier.

[she has no issues whatsoever (well, okay, maybe very small ones) with following Chopper's orders, and she comes closer to hold onto Katara's other arm and shoulder. But her attention is reserved for the other human present. The one with the gun. It's all she can do not to growl.]

[Michael follows his orders quickly, getting a firm grip at the top of Katara's boots and putting just enough of his weight on them to keep her imobilized. He gives San a cursory glance- and he can tell she's not a fan, though he's got no idea why. Michael's gaze quickly returns to Katara though, smiling reassuringly.]

Ready whenever you are, Katara.

[Katara really, really is not fond of the idea of being restrained. Didn't you see those bruises around her wrists and arms? She can't help but stiffen at that suggestion, and her eyes go a little wild at the corners.]

Do you really - [A deep, ragged breath and she shuts her eyes. San's hand on her arm is reassuring more than restraining and she isn't too tired to notice the hostility towards Michael - It's the gun, it's got to be - and she doesn't need to freak out right now, she needs to be calm and she can do that, because she has to. So Katara opens her eyes and nods.] All right.

[And Michael's already at her feet, before she's had a chance to consent and that makes her stiffen up again because - because. Another deep breath. Chopper said relax so. OK.]

All right. [Her voice is a little tight. She can't help that. And she nods, giving Chopper the best reassuring smile she can muster which... isn't that great, but it does the job.]

[He's sorry, Katara. He's been with the Malnosso - twice, now - and through the fogged memories, he knows what they do and how they do it. But he can't risk her arching up and damaging her shoulder even further, and if there are any injuries hidden under those clothes, they would be worsened as well. But the longer that shoulder stays out of the socket, the worse it'll get. This is the best he can do.]

[He slowly pulls the injured arm straight out to the side, keeping one hoof lightly touched on her shoulder to pinpoint where things are. It only takes a few seconds to calculate the angle and force he'll use.]

Okay.

[And then - just as Chopper is about to push her shoulder back into its socket - Katara suddenly becomes see-through, a mere outline of herself. She has been made completely insubstantial, as if her body was only air.]

[San barely has time to blink before she tips forward, catching herself on hands that appear to be going right through a transparent Katara]

[Michael just barely manages to keep from collapsing face first on the ground, his hands now gripping nothing, and only air to support the weight he had put on them. But as soon as he has his balance back, Michael rolls back onto his heels, wanting to give Katara space should she become corporeal again.]

...As if it wasn't enough the bastards dumped you here with those injuries.

[She goes transparent just as Chopper jerks forward. His unexpected momentum lands his hooves somewhere in Katara's neck; he jerks back almost as quickly, eyes wide. His breath hitches as he passes through her intangible arm.]

[...The Malnosso. They weren't content anymore with just maiming everyone and throwing them back into their cages - now they had to make it so that it was harder to clean up. Chopper draws back his hoof and hisses one word:] Bastards!

[Meanwhile, Katara's good intentions of not freaking out are completely shot.] GAH!

What's happening?!

[She tries to push herself up only to have her hand sink into the ground. She pulls it up quickly just as Chopper springs back, but THIS IS REALLY WEIRD and she doesn't like it at all!]

[This is so unnatural. San's seen a lot of stuff but not an invisible person.]

Will it go away?

[As for Michael, he's undecided on if he should be worried or angry- which lends to a less than pleasant expression on his face in the meantime.]

I certainly hope so...

Wait, Katara! [She's panicking - in any other situation, he would be, too - but he's not sure if moving around like that while insubstantial would still aggravate her injuries, and he's not wiling to find out.] Can you control it?

Control it? I don't even know what's happening!

[She's still transparent as she speaks - when suddenly she's made solid again, feels the pressure of their hands again, the pain of her shoulder and she winces silently.] Chopper - quick! Before it happens again.

[Good thing she'd pulled her hands away.

And she's holding Katara's uninjured shoulder again, a lot more hesitantly this time.]

[He moves quickly to grab Katara's legs again, and nods to Chopper.]

Yeah, let's get this done, and fast.

Got it! [Chopper wastes no time in lining up everything again - a time limit is no excuse to be sloppy, but he goes as fast as he can, moving her arm back into position and making sure nothing in her shoulder moved.]

...Okay. Here we go.

[And he grabs her arm in his hooves and shoves in one quick motion.]

[Ow. Ow. Ow.

Katara hisses through her teeth and cringes, but otherwise does not make a sound. The arm does feel better when Chopper's done, but that might just be because it really felt lousy when he was poking around in it.]

OK? Is that it?

[Please tell her we're done now. ;;]

Edited 2010-11-08 04:53 (UTC)

[without thinking - always, this always happens without thinking - San has one of her hands on Katara's elbow, gently. Like she wants to be reassuring.

And it does look better.]

[He nods, smiling softly in his own attempt to reassure Katara.]

Well, short of getting you back to one-hundred percent, at least.

Yeah. [Chopper opens his bag and pulls out a sling, saying nothing else until her arm's safely settled in.] That's it.

[Then it's time for Heavy Point and his hands hover, palms-up, at her side in a silent offer. The shoulder was the most pressing issue. Anything else he can take care of on the way back - he's sure she just wants to go home.]

[Oh, Chopper, you're her hero. She's very barely keeping it together here. She shoots San a tremulous smile and nods at Michael, trusting herself completely to Chopper. She just wants to go home and - see everyone and - not have to be strong for a little while. She lets Chopper pick her up and rests against him.]

Thank you all very much.

[With a sort of nod, San lets go of Katara and backs away. She doesn't want to be anywhere near that other man, with the gun, now that Chopper's leaving. But she doesn't want him to follow Chopper and Katara off, either]

[Unfortunately for San, he'll be doing just that- He knows it's not particularly necessary, but it's a fairly short walk, and shorter still to get back to his apartment if he cuts north through the forest from Katara's house. After pushing himself to his feet, he follows behind Chopper silently, Using the reindeer's back as a shield from Katara while he lets his frustration at everything finally show through.]

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