[he was about to offer to help her when there was suddenly a knock at her door. ishida glanced over at weiss before moving to stand up. it was her room, sure, but he could check who was at the door. once he had opened it he saw another servant standing on the other side. it was a woman, and she whispered something to him before he nodded. once he responded back to her she soon walked away.
ishida, after having closed the door again, looked over to weiss.]
....So, as much as I would like to stay and chat, seems my talents are needed elsewhere. [gotta make all the clothes it seems.]
[ Weiss had figured out what was going on the second that the servant who'd knocked continued addressing Ishida rather than herself. She nodded and turned her back to him, walking further into her room to look out the window, though after a few seconds she did turn around. ]
[ It is not actually ten years later but probably about a year later. Weiss had finally managed to get out from beneath her father's influence- she'd lost just about everything that had been keeping her there, it wasn't as hard of a decision as most people would've thought. Leaving her family, her home behind should've been harder than it was. But when you lived with the kind of person who thought 'love' was blind obedience and 'family' was little more than pawns to keep you at the top, the kind of person who thought everything she stood for and believed in was nothing more than the tantrum of a child who hadn't learned to fall in line yet, it wasn't difficult to realize that her home had been the place that had fallen- not the place where she felt more alone than ever.
Ishida and Klein were the only ones that had made it bareable at all. They were the closest thing to family- real family she had left in that house, and Ishida had offered to come with her. Klein had offered to help them out, but his place was there. Part of her hoped that he could be as good an influence on Whitley as he had on her, even if she doubts it. Whitley was too far gone, too entrenched in their father's world to realize that no one who's happy spends more than half of their conversations yelling angrily at their alleged friends and family. If anyone could help him at all, it was Klein.
Ishida was with her now though, or he.. was meant to be. After the ship had to divert course when they realized that a White Fang settlement had cropped up between their path to capture ships, they managed to escape. Ishida and Weiss had been detrimental to doing so, but if they were going to get to Mistral still they had to leave the ship after it had decided to return to the previous shipment yard and report what had happened. This left them in a small town, sharing a room at a small inn with the money that the cargo ship had given them as a thanks for getting them out of there.
Weiss was in the inn room waiting for Ishida to return. He'd said he was going to go out and get some groceries, and given that they were all the both of them had? She didn't want to leave without letting him know. Particularly since she wanted to bring him with her anyway. As much as she was enjoying her freedom, she did.. miss people. Weiss never liked being alone, and now that she'd been near-forced to be alone, the one person who made that never a true reality was someone she wasn't particularly keen on spending too much time apart from. he should be back from the store soon, so she didn't have a problem waiting. Or so she'd thought, but it was taking far longer than a trip to the store should, and she was starting to get antsy-- she paced back and forth across the room, her heels probably driving whoever was underneath their floor up the wall, occasionally commenting to herself about how it was rude of him to make her wait. ]
[and he would apologize for making her wait, in due time at least. ishida was currently busy trying not to collapse on the way back to the inn. on his way to get groceries he had noticed a certain individual, a silver haired man that had looked so familiar. ishida had realized he knew him from the tournament, it was that boy that had his leg practically destroyed by yang.
he had been just about to leave him alone when he noticed another woman walk up to him. he heard the two of them talking, something about... wait, did they mention a 'ruby rose?' ishida couldn't let that one go, especially since it was weiss's friend. he had been about to walk up to them before he realized that he shouldn't. he wasn't reckless, he wasn't someone like kurosaki. instead he had turned away from the two, but he knew that they had caught his eye. they knew he had been listening in.
that was when they followed him, confronted him, and attacked him. badly. the two of them were trying to kill him, but instead he was able to somehow get away from them. just barely, though.
he had been stabbed by her sickles, kicked by the boy, and he was bleeding out extremely badly. they had broken his aura, they had drawn so much blood, and he was just hoping he could reach the inn and get some help. he needed to get back to weiss- she couldn't lose him, too.
ishida had pushed open the door to the inn, stumbling in and then falling on to the ground. his blood pooled out of him, turning the wood a deep red. everyone in the room screamed, rushed to him, and he managed to breathe out a name. he said to call for weiss, his friend, that he was sharing a room with.
[ One of the scariest parts about all of this was the idea that she wouldn't have known if he hadn't made it back. There was no communication, there was no way to track down someone. Emerald and Mercury could've fed his body to some local Grimm and she never would've heard from him again, left to wonder if he abandoned her or if he'd died, or gods know what. That was a thought that Weiss quickly had to squash, though. The last thing they needed right now was more fear. Those in the inn were already panicking, giving into their emotions and that.. that was going to attract Grimm.
Despite that Ishida was barely breathing, Weiss had to take a deep breath as she stood at the top of the stairs. Calm down, keep collected. At least she didn't have to smile, but she could handle this. That didn't stop her from practically leaping over the railing to get to him once she collected herself, but she was able to at least act like a huntress instead of a panicked runaway. ]
You, call the doctor. You, my name is Weiss Schnee; I have ID, you can bill Schnee Dust Company for the clean-up. [ They won't be staying here much longer if someone dangerous enough to do this knows where they are. Her father knowing where she is isn't a problem and he's not going to renege on an expenditure like this unless he wants the bad press that goes with it. She continues pointing people out. ] You, get me some towels and hot water. You, take a deep breath. We're going to get through this together and we're going to find out what caused this and make sure you're safe again before we leave. Understand?
[ The people seem to calm down once they realize that she seems to know what she's doing. She doesn't feel like it at all, but it's the confidence that people believe in. She's just hoping it's enough to keep the Grimm away. Her voice quiets down and she kneels down next to Ishida. ]
Ishida, your job is to not move and keep breathing and hold my hand and squeeze so that I know you're still conscious. [ She reaches for his hand so he doesn't have to move, but she waits to feel the effort, hopefully. ]
[he was breathing, just barely but he was breathing. he could barely focus on anything, there was a ringing in his ears and everything was starting to go blurry. there was an intense pain all over his body, and he clenched his teeth as he felt hot waves of pure agony roll over him.
ishida knew that weiss was near him, that she was giving orders, and that she was calming everyone down in the situation. he knew that she was trying her best, and he also knew that deep down she must have been afraid as well. she was scared for him, for his well being, and he felt bad for making her even worry. if only he had his scroll, if only he had a way of contacting her at all before meeting with emerald and mercury.
he was bleeding out on the floor due to the large gashed across his chest and back. bones were broken, certainly, and he turned to look at weiss when she asked him to hold her hand. he did grab it, firmly, and he held her with all his might.
ishida tried to say something- but then he coughed up blood, splattering it all over her and her clothes. internal bleeding... perfect. he had seen the cases back home while living with his father, and he knew that he was in a dire situation. if he didn't get help he could die...
he refused to let that happen though. he swallowed the thick liquid in his mouth, his blue eyes staring into her own.]
[ It didn't sound as confident as the other orders she'd given out, more pleading than anything else. But his grip was firm, which meant he was still alive. The doctor was on the way, and Weiss...
she had to do something or he was going to bleed out. ]
On a scale of one to ten how terrible of an idea do you think it is for me to try to channel my aura into you like I would a weapon or a baguette or..
[ It sounded like an idea she was thinking of in a panic. that deep, deep gash was calling to her, and though she was speaking quietly enough that only Ishida could hear. It's probably a bad idea that won't work, but it also might at least heal him up enough that he's not going to die before the doctor arrives. It could, right? It had to. ]
Not that it's that terrible, but.. [ Nice comforting talents, Weiss. ] It could use a little help.
[...what was she saying? to put her aura into him? that wasn't even possible was it?
ishida knew it wasn't possible, he had never seen that used in his father's clinic at all. though, he did want to make her feel better, make her feel like she was making a difference, so he just nodded at her. he smiled a bit, a reassuring one, before he coughed again.]
[ She'd prefer that Ishida would be honest with her. She's not the type to like things to be sugar-coated, but right now she can't exactly be mad at him. Later, sure, but for now..
Well, what else is she going to do? Weiss leans forward, putting her hands over his wound as she applies pressure, concentrating and trying to channel her aura into that wound. ]
Anything?
[ She couldn't see well with her hands applying pressure to try to slow the bleeding regardless. ]
[he was curious if this would work as well, however. when she attempted to help him he still felt nothing, and he sadly shook his head. his breathing was getting heavier and he held her hand tighter, feeling more of the agony wash over him.
ah, but it was starting to lessen, the pain was dying down... this wasn't good.]
Weiss- [his breathing hitched in his throat.] Weiss... please- [he had so many things he wanted to say but he simply couldn't say them right now.]
[ At some point she had closed her eyes, praying to who knows what to just save him. The person with the towels had come back by then and Weiss opened her eyes wide when Ishida spoke again. Okay, not working. Right. ]
I know it hurts, but if I don't apply pressure, you're going to bleed out. [ The only other thing she could think of to do would be to cauterize the wound, but if she wasn't careful, it would just cause him to bleed internally because of where it was. She reaches for one of the hot towels and places it against his wound, this time using the towel instead of her hand. Hopefully it'll at least warm the area up, maybe stimulate it a little. ]
[he nods at her words, knowing that she was meant to hold the towel against his wounds. when she pressed the towel to him he sucked in a breath, in pain, but he held it together. for a moment he thought if only inoue were here, her healing semblance was something he needed.]
We'll... get back at them... [he was certain they would, he didn't think he would die here- because he couldn't.]
[ Just so she knows who she needs to end if she loses her friend here. Because Weiss is a good person, she is. But she's experienced enough loss, and the look on her face is more than concerned now that Ishida's the only one close enough to see her. She leans into the wound with her left hand and reaches up to brush his hair out of his face with her other. The door's opening now, and the doctor rushing in. Thank gods (brother gods?) for small towns not requiring a lot of travel time. ]
[ishida was barely paying attention to anything else besides looking up at weiss's face. he had always considered her beautiful, elegant even, and everything about her was meant to be perfection. but also he knew that she wasn't perfect, that she was also loud, sometimes demanding, short tempered, but that was what made her oh so beautiful as well.
right, she was asking him a question.
his breathing was labored, but by now the doctors were rushing in. they said not to move him, for everyone to stand back until they could stabilize him. now their semblance resembled something like healing, at least enough to stop the bleeding so they could work on patching him up. they cut open his clothes, stripped him down so they could work on his wounds as ishida tried to answer her.]
...Green haired girl... along with that-... that boy that f-fights with his feet. [what were their names now? it was all escaping him in the moment.]
[ As much as Weiss would like to say she's remaining level-headed, there's fear. But more than that, there was anger. She doesn't know exactly what their role in all of this was, but you don't join a team and not know who your leader is. Whatever they lost that day, they were a part of it. She was sure of it. They weren't going to take anything else from her. They weren't going to take Ishida from her. ]
When you're healed, we'll go after them. Together.
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im the only one allowed to be slow, obviously
[he was about to offer to help her when there was suddenly a knock at her door. ishida glanced over at weiss before moving to stand up. it was her room, sure, but he could check who was at the door. once he had opened it he saw another servant standing on the other side. it was a woman, and she whispered something to him before he nodded. once he responded back to her she soon walked away.
ishida, after having closed the door again, looked over to weiss.]
....So, as much as I would like to stay and chat, seems my talents are needed elsewhere. [gotta make all the clothes it seems.]
not allowed anymore. banned.
It was nice seeing you again.
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Same to you.
[he bowed to her a little before he turned around, exiting out of her room.]
10 years later
Ishida and Klein were the only ones that had made it bareable at all. They were the closest thing to family- real family she had left in that house, and Ishida had offered to come with her. Klein had offered to help them out, but his place was there. Part of her hoped that he could be as good an influence on Whitley as he had on her, even if she doubts it. Whitley was too far gone, too entrenched in their father's world to realize that no one who's happy spends more than half of their conversations yelling angrily at their alleged friends and family. If anyone could help him at all, it was Klein.
Ishida was with her now though, or he.. was meant to be. After the ship had to divert course when they realized that a White Fang settlement had cropped up between their path to capture ships, they managed to escape. Ishida and Weiss had been detrimental to doing so, but if they were going to get to Mistral still they had to leave the ship after it had decided to return to the previous shipment yard and report what had happened. This left them in a small town, sharing a room at a small inn with the money that the cargo ship had given them as a thanks for getting them out of there.
Weiss was in the inn room waiting for Ishida to return. He'd said he was going to go out and get some groceries, and given that they were all the both of them had? She didn't want to leave without letting him know. Particularly since she wanted to bring him with her anyway. As much as she was enjoying her freedom, she did.. miss people. Weiss never liked being alone, and now that she'd been near-forced to be alone, the one person who made that never a true reality was someone she wasn't particularly keen on spending too much time apart from. he should be back from the store soon, so she didn't have a problem waiting. Or so she'd thought, but it was taking far longer than a trip to the store should, and she was starting to get antsy-- she paced back and forth across the room, her heels probably driving whoever was underneath their floor up the wall, occasionally commenting to herself about how it was rude of him to make her wait. ]
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he had been just about to leave him alone when he noticed another woman walk up to him. he heard the two of them talking, something about... wait, did they mention a 'ruby rose?' ishida couldn't let that one go, especially since it was weiss's friend. he had been about to walk up to them before he realized that he shouldn't. he wasn't reckless, he wasn't someone like kurosaki. instead he had turned away from the two, but he knew that they had caught his eye. they knew he had been listening in.
that was when they followed him, confronted him, and attacked him. badly. the two of them were trying to kill him, but instead he was able to somehow get away from them. just barely, though.
he had been stabbed by her sickles, kicked by the boy, and he was bleeding out extremely badly. they had broken his aura, they had drawn so much blood, and he was just hoping he could reach the inn and get some help. he needed to get back to weiss- she couldn't lose him, too.
ishida had pushed open the door to the inn, stumbling in and then falling on to the ground. his blood pooled out of him, turning the wood a deep red. everyone in the room screamed, rushed to him, and he managed to breathe out a name. he said to call for weiss, his friend, that he was sharing a room with.
he just hoped she would come to him soon.]
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Despite that Ishida was barely breathing, Weiss had to take a deep breath as she stood at the top of the stairs. Calm down, keep collected. At least she didn't have to smile, but she could handle this. That didn't stop her from practically leaping over the railing to get to him once she collected herself, but she was able to at least act like a huntress instead of a panicked runaway. ]
You, call the doctor. You, my name is Weiss Schnee; I have ID, you can bill Schnee Dust Company for the clean-up. [ They won't be staying here much longer if someone dangerous enough to do this knows where they are. Her father knowing where she is isn't a problem and he's not going to renege on an expenditure like this unless he wants the bad press that goes with it. She continues pointing people out. ] You, get me some towels and hot water. You, take a deep breath. We're going to get through this together and we're going to find out what caused this and make sure you're safe again before we leave. Understand?
[ The people seem to calm down once they realize that she seems to know what she's doing. She doesn't feel like it at all, but it's the confidence that people believe in. She's just hoping it's enough to keep the Grimm away. Her voice quiets down and she kneels down next to Ishida. ]
Ishida, your job is to not move and keep breathing and hold my hand and squeeze so that I know you're still conscious. [ She reaches for his hand so he doesn't have to move, but she waits to feel the effort, hopefully. ]
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ishida knew that weiss was near him, that she was giving orders, and that she was calming everyone down in the situation. he knew that she was trying her best, and he also knew that deep down she must have been afraid as well. she was scared for him, for his well being, and he felt bad for making her even worry. if only he had his scroll, if only he had a way of contacting her at all before meeting with emerald and mercury.
he was bleeding out on the floor due to the large gashed across his chest and back. bones were broken, certainly, and he turned to look at weiss when she asked him to hold her hand. he did grab it, firmly, and he held her with all his might.
ishida tried to say something- but then he coughed up blood, splattering it all over her and her clothes. internal bleeding... perfect. he had seen the cases back home while living with his father, and he knew that he was in a dire situation. if he didn't get help he could die...
he refused to let that happen though. he swallowed the thick liquid in his mouth, his blue eyes staring into her own.]
I'll... recover. [he has to.]
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[ It didn't sound as confident as the other orders she'd given out, more pleading than anything else. But his grip was firm, which meant he was still alive. The doctor was on the way, and Weiss...
she had to do something or he was going to bleed out. ]
On a scale of one to ten how terrible of an idea do you think it is for me to try to channel my aura into you like I would a weapon or a baguette or..
[ It sounded like an idea she was thinking of in a panic. that deep, deep gash was calling to her, and though she was speaking quietly enough that only Ishida could hear. It's probably a bad idea that won't work, but it also might at least heal him up enough that he's not going to die before the doctor arrives. It could, right? It had to. ]
Not that it's that terrible, but.. [ Nice comforting talents, Weiss. ] It could use a little help.
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ishida knew it wasn't possible, he had never seen that used in his father's clinic at all. though, he did want to make her feel better, make her feel like she was making a difference, so he just nodded at her. he smiled a bit, a reassuring one, before he coughed again.]
Try it.
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Well, what else is she going to do? Weiss leans forward, putting her hands over his wound as she applies pressure, concentrating and trying to channel her aura into that wound. ]
Anything?
[ She couldn't see well with her hands applying pressure to try to slow the bleeding regardless. ]
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ah, but it was starting to lessen, the pain was dying down... this wasn't good.]
Weiss- [his breathing hitched in his throat.] Weiss... please- [he had so many things he wanted to say but he simply couldn't say them right now.]
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I know it hurts, but if I don't apply pressure, you're going to bleed out. [ The only other thing she could think of to do would be to cauterize the wound, but if she wasn't careful, it would just cause him to bleed internally because of where it was. She reaches for one of the hot towels and places it against his wound, this time using the towel instead of her hand. Hopefully it'll at least warm the area up, maybe stimulate it a little. ]
Talk to me, Uryuu.
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We'll... get back at them... [he was certain they would, he didn't think he would die here- because he couldn't.]
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[ Just so she knows who she needs to end if she loses her friend here. Because Weiss is a good person, she is. But she's experienced enough loss, and the look on her face is more than concerned now that Ishida's the only one close enough to see her. She leans into the wound with her left hand and reaches up to brush his hair out of his face with her other. The door's opening now, and the doctor rushing in. Thank gods (brother gods?) for small towns not requiring a lot of travel time. ]
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right, she was asking him a question.
his breathing was labored, but by now the doctors were rushing in. they said not to move him, for everyone to stand back until they could stabilize him. now their semblance resembled something like healing, at least enough to stop the bleeding so they could work on patching him up. they cut open his clothes, stripped him down so they could work on his wounds as ishida tried to answer her.]
...Green haired girl... along with that-... that boy that f-fights with his feet. [what were their names now? it was all escaping him in the moment.]
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[ As much as Weiss would like to say she's remaining level-headed, there's fear. But more than that, there was anger. She doesn't know exactly what their role in all of this was, but you don't join a team and not know who your leader is. Whatever they lost that day, they were a part of it. She was sure of it. They weren't going to take anything else from her. They weren't going to take Ishida from her. ]
When you're healed, we'll go after them. Together.