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We got set up for our fight, and Angel started first. He probably didn't figure that I was as smart or as fast as Crystal, 'cause right off the start, He jumped. Not as easily as with Crystal, though still a pretty clean jump. I flung out my cross bow and stared at the spot Angel disappeared. The glare of the sun in front of me set me back, and I turned around. Out of nowhere, something Hits me in the middle of my back, and I fall over, seeing Angel flip onto his feet. Running, he stole my crossbow, and threw it, along with his spear, near the tree line. Obviously he'd prefer to fight barehanded. I got up, and delivered a fast drop kick right under his jaw, followed by a roundhouse right in the stomach. He wasn't fazed much, if at all, by my attack. He followed up my attack with a swift hook in the face, leaving me sprawled on my stomach, with his boot on my neck.
"So..... If she's not your girlfriend, then she's up for grabs, right?"
I felt Angel ease up on my neck. I got up, wringing out my now-soaked shirt. I looked up at Angel. "That depends whether she wants to be up for grabs or not." I shivered. I swear, if I ever saw Crystal with a boyfriend, I'd jump off of a cliff without thinking too much about it.
I took a look at where Crystal was standing right before the fight. She wasn't there anymore. Instead, Tempest was standing there, looking at a thing on the ground...with white and red hair..... Oh my god! That was Crystal!
I ran to where Crystal was lying, facedown on the ground. Her hair was horribly matted, and she was in a bad way. Claw marks on the back of her head were bleeding profusely, and pooling upon the ground. I took off my shirt and wrapped it around the unconscious girl's head, vainly trying to stop the bleeding.
I was vaguely aware of Angel's and Tempest swearing match behind me, and I was surprised. I didn't think even Cid had that kind of vocabulary! He could learn a few things from these two.
I focused my attention on the girl in front of me. The bleeding had slowed, though it hadn't stopped, not by a long shot. I secured my shirt to her head. Hefting her up onto my shoulder, I walked past Tempest and Angel, aware of how Tempest's end of the conversation (If you can call it that...) stopped as I passed her viewpoint. I had forgotten. I wasn't wearing a shirt.
I got her in the house, and lay her on a bed in the back. I took the shirt off her head. The bleeding had slowed to almost non-existent, but even a potion wouldn't help this. I could only hope..... that she would wake up soon. She was awfully pale as it was, and getting paler by the second.....
We got set up for our fight, and Angel started first. He probably didn't figure that I was as smart or as fast as Crystal, 'cause right off the start, He jumped. Not as easily as with Crystal, though still a pretty clean jump. I flung out my cross bow and stared at the spot Angel disappeared. The glare of the sun in front of me set me back, and I turned around. Out of nowhere, something Hits me in the middle of my back, and I fall over, seeing Angel flip onto his feet. Running, he stole my crossbow, and threw it, along with his spear, near the tree line. Obviously he'd prefer to fight barehanded. I got up, and delivered a fast drop kick right under his jaw, followed by a roundhouse right in the stomach. He wasn't fazed much, if at all, by my attack. He followed up my attack with a swift hook in the face, leaving me sprawled on my stomach, with his boot on my neck.
"So..... If she's not your girlfriend, then she's up for grabs, right?"
I felt Angel ease up on my neck. I got up, wringing out my now-soaked shirt. I looked up at Angel. "That depends whether she wants to be up for grabs or not." I shivered. I swear, if I ever saw Crystal with a boyfriend, I'd jump off of a cliff without thinking too much about it.
I took a look at where Crystal was standing right before the fight. She wasn't there anymore. Instead, Tempest was standing there, looking at a thing on the ground...with white and red hair..... Oh my god! That was Crystal!
I ran to where Crystal was lying, facedown on the ground. Her hair was horribly matted, and she was in a bad way. Claw marks on the back of her head were bleeding profusely, and pooling upon the ground. I took off my shirt and wrapped it around the unconscious girl's head, vainly trying to stop the bleeding.
I was vaguely aware of Angel's and Tempest swearing match behind me, and I was surprised. I didn't think even Cid had that kind of vocabulary! He could learn a few things from these two.
I focused my attention on the girl in front of me. The bleeding had slowed, though it hadn't stopped, not by a long shot. I secured my shirt to her head. Hefting her up onto my shoulder, I walked past Tempest and Angel, aware of how Tempest's end of the conversation (If you can call it that...) stopped as I passed her viewpoint. I had forgotten. I wasn't wearing a shirt.
I got her in the house, and lay her on a bed in the back. I took the shirt off her head. The bleeding had slowed to almost non-existent, but even a potion wouldn't help this. I could only hope..... that she would wake up soon. She was awfully pale as it was, and getting paler by the second.....