Colour of the world
sleep is the best medication...
Chapter 27
She awoke to a pounding headache. Shifting in the bed, she soon realised it was not just her head that was banging. Blurry sight drifted towards the close door, it rattled as someone pounded hard on the wooden frame. The pounding join along with muffled shouts before everything when silent. She was about to drift back to the land of dreams when the door flew open. "I'm sorry sinea, they wouldn't take no for an answer" Sarah called stepping into the room behind the intruders.
She sat up slowly, blinking her sight into focused as her headache worsen. "It's okay," she muttered. Using a hand to prop herself up, her finger tips brushing against bound leather. Feeling her sketchbook under the palm of her hand, she let out of relived sigh before turning towards the intruders. "How may I help you?" she spoke softly a tried edge on her voice.
The men in black suits exchanged looks, before speaking, "sinea? The owner of this place. Hunter and a completer at the heavens area?"
She nodded slowly trying to work out what exactly they wanted her for. "We would like to come with us, we have a job that we need you to be part of"
"Hell no!" scolded Sarah, stepping in-between the blue haired women and the men. "Can't you see she isn't well?! She shouldn't be doing anything other than resting"
"Stay out of it" growled one of the men pushing the petite women out of the way.
"What is the job?" sinea questioned slowly, trying to defuse the upcoming fight. A fight she knew in her current state she had no chance of winning.
The group turned towards her, Sarah still glaring at the men. "Were from the mafia, we seen your skills and the higher ups have requested that you come and guard tonight auction against the spiders."
She raised an eyebrow as frowned slightly "I am not that skilled. And I will have to decline," she rubbed her temples trying to soothe the pounding headache, this was from overusing her Nen she was sure of it. But at least it didn't go as badly as it could have. Moving the sour thoughts away she turning her attention back towards the suited men, "I am it no condition to work currently"
The men exchanged glanced before turning round, phone out and dialling.
Their voices muffled to her ears as she pulled the covers tighten around herself, grabbing her book and pencil. She glanced down noticing a slight different it what it usual felt like. A paper note stuck out from the pages, brows furrowed wondering who would have put it there before a cough interrupted her thoughts.
"Sorry ma'am but we still need you to come with us" one of the men started, Sarah looked like she was going to brush a vein as the other spoke, "our boss doesn't believe that being unwell is an excuse-"
"He what?!"
"And asked that your presence is needed. He says that if you truly are unwell to use your presence to deter intruders" What presence… sinea questioned internally as the man continued. "If you refuse we have been order to burn down the gallery"
"Burn down the gallery? Are you kidding!" Sarah finally blew a fuse, while sinea sit letting the information sink in as the women ranted. "can't you see she is ill! She slept for the full day and still needs more rest, she shouldn't be fighting at all! Call yourself men asking a sick women to do your jobs and then have the nerve to threaten us in her home! We are not some mafia thug in which you can just order around. You fuc-"
"Sarah" her voice cut though the petite women rant. "I think they have heard enough" she nodded towards the man, their faces pale and conflicted. Eyes twitched, sweat dipped. There didn't want to do it, but orders were orders she knew that.
"I will come, but I'm afraid I will not be able to help much." The man sighed out with relief before their breath was caught in their throats as dark aura grew around the blue haired female, "but if you dare threaten my gallery again…I will kill you"
They nodded, the malevolent aura returning to her form. Sarah gave her a knowing look. She was lucky that the pair before them didn't know nen, or she wouldn't have scared them so much. She signed thought her nose. Let's hope that nothing would happen, she only had a little portion of energy left and doubted it would suffice.
"The car waiting outside for us" she nodded, swinging her legs out of the confinements of the covers. Her movements sluggish, aches rattle her body, not wanting her to move. The headache worsen trying to drag her back to sleep, her vision blurred body swaging. Breathe in and out, in and out. She didn't move till the dizzy spell became more bearable.
"Sinea," the stern voice of Sarah broke thought her trance, "take the covers and pillow, sleep while you can." The women moved over, placing the covers and pillow into her hands while whispering. "Try and not use your nen, you don't have enough to sustain yourself. The next time you use it, you will pass out if you're lucky…"
The blue haired women nodded, having work out the situation with her nen from awakening. Her movements were sluggish as she stood, slowly making her towards the doorway covers and pillow in hand. It was then she noticed the bandages wrap from her wrist to elbow before disappearing pass the sleeves of the shirt she wore. Looking down she spotted the card symbols on its plain fabric. She wasn't wearing this yesterday and where did the bandages come from…
She sent Sarah a questioning look. "Your jumper was covered in dried blood, so I changed it" she answered her unasked question. But what about the bandages?
Suddenly the memories from last night came rushing back, the troupe. Old friends. New friends. Family. The madness. Blood. So much blood. Her blood painted on the walls. Her knees buckled under her weight, unable to hold her up any longer. Machi, it must her been her she always had a thing for first aid. "Sinea!" a worried voice called, she felt arms pull at her, helping her to stand before she regain the ability to move again.
Breath in, breath out.
Slowly she made it into the car settling in the seats before, finally she was able to read the note left in her book, a small smile graced her face as she read the scribbly writing. The note confirming her theory about Machi.
Hey! Machi told us to tell you to be careful! She's the one who bandaged you up by the way.
Make sure to change the bandages.
Not do take part in a fights, the stitches could pop and you will bleed everywhere.
Take it easy lots of rest! Do not strain yourself.
We pop round to see how you're doing in a few days!
Shal and nobu
P.S. the place looks nice
Placing the note back into her sketch book she reattached it to her thigh, before curling up pulling the covers around her tried form. She drifted back to sleep as the city flew by as the car drove with a low hum.
to be continued...
hey guys sorry for not updating for sooo long.
been doing sooo much assignment work :( but i thought i better upload something for you lot!
hopefully it isnt too bad, more things like come into light on the next chapter... hehe
and dont worry it will totally make sense XD
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happy hunting xx