O_O heeeey reviews XD sorry for taking so long to update XD XD XD writer's blocks and all XD anyways here's the next chapter! and oh my GOD i'm sorry for this being more than a year later O_O
Disclaimer: i don't own anything but the idea XD everything belongs to Hiromu Arakawa ^_^
Scar's camp wasn't that far away but about halfway there a sandstorm started up forcing the Ishvalan to find somewhere to hide. Kimbley remained passed out as he found a small cave to duck into, nearly carelessly Scar put the alchemist down before settling at the mouth of the cave to watch outside. "What is that noise?" Kimbley's weak voice asked after nearly a hour and the Ishvalan started in surprise before he shook his head, not replying.
"Ishvalan?" the smaller male called and Scar just continued to stare out into the sandstorm, looking for any sign that it was close to ending. "Ishvalan talk to me dammit! Are you even there?!" that time Kimbley sounded panicked slightly and the Ishvalan just ignored him, not sure he'd be able to keep calm if he were to talk to the alchemist. "Oh please don't tell me he left me here, w-what if he did? Wh-what would I do?" Kimbley began muttering to himself before out of nowhere he began screaming.
"GREED! MARTA! LAW! DOROCHETTE! SOMEONE ANYONE PLEASE TALK TO ME I'M SORRY!"
Scar looked over his shoulder to study the alchemist curiously, the smaller male was writhing and very obviously was having a panic attack. Left with no other choice the Ishvalan moved closer to Kimbley, grabbing the other's shoulders firmly in his hands to hold him still. "Calm down." He ordered in a low voice but the smaller male just continued to writhe and scream nonsense.
He growled lowly before gripping the alchemist's chin tightly in his right hand. "I don't know who these people are but they are not here! Calm yourself!" he snapped and Kimbley passed out almost instantly, the Ishvalan sighed in annoyance before he shook his head a bit once again thinking what the alchemist had become was pitiful. The sandstorm stopped soon after and Scar picked up the smaller male again before continuing the trek to his camp, which was beside a small oasis.
Upon reaching the area the Ishvalan ducked into his tent and laid Kimbley down before letting his hand hover over the alchemist's mouth and nose. He was still breathing which was good, with a sigh he stood and left the tent. A few minutes later he ducked back into the tent and was surprised to see Kimbley struggling to stand, Scar frowned and moved forward to catch the smaller male when his legs gave out.
"You hardly have the strength to even keep yourself conscious, you shouldn't be trying to stand."
The alchemist went incredibly rigid in his hold and tried to push the Ishvalan away. "Let me go!" he hissed and Scar frowned before letting the other go like commanded, Kimbley yelped as he fell back onto the ground. "Gree-!" the smaller male cut himself off and turned away from Scar, his sightless eyes staring at the wall of the tent, the Ishvalan said nothing as he sat down.
The two were deathly silent as Scar carefully tucked a cup of water in the other's hand. "Drink." He ordered softly as he began taking out the few herbs he'd gathered from around the area, Kimbley slowly brought the cup up to his lips before lowering it again. "How do I know you didn't poison it?" he asked and the Ishvalan bit down a sigh of frustration. "Why would I poison it, well, how would I? We're in the middle of the desert and it isn't like I carry poison around with me."
The smaller male stayed still for a second before he took a drink from the cup, his sightless eyes focused firmly on the far wall of the tent. "Where are we?" he asked after a second and Scar looked at him. "In the desert." He replied, not fully understanding the alchemist's question until the glazed over golden eyes looked in his direction and glared at him. "Not what I meant, where in the desert are we?"
The Ishvalan went back to his task of crushing the herbs for a while before replying. "In the temporary camp I made." Kimbley nodded and drank the rest of his water, setting the cup aside before just sitting there, not saying anything or doing anything. "What are you doing?" he asked eventually and Scar just grunted in reply, if he told the alchemist he had herbs then the lunatic would probably think that he was trying to poison him.
"Whatever." The smaller man huffed before he laid down, his back to the Ishvalan. "You don't need to worry about what I'm doing." Scar said and it didn't take long for the other to fall asleep. 'Good.' he thought bitterly, his brief conversation with the blind male was more than annoying to him.
welp, this is finally done XD again sorry for it taking so long O_O