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[Hello network! Today we have a pretty excited looking Molly who's keeping the camera turned around on herself as she's walking through a busy Goldenrod street. Her Natu is perched on her shoulder, on occasion chirping quietly to herself.]

This city is really big! I mean, I knew it'd be big, and I know it's not as big as New York, but it's really big compared to Violet.

Anyway, I bought a map, and I saved up some money, so ... does anybody know any good places that I should go to? Like your favorite spots or something? Everybody has those.

Okay, bye!

[She waves at the feed before she turns it off.]

[Action: she is anywhere and everywhere throughout this and the following days, having fun in following that tourist map of hers to well known stores and coffee shops and craft stores and town squares and yes she wants to see everything. Feel free to run into her anywhere.]

Audio, private to Jimmy: Hi Jimmy, I'm in Goldenrod now! If you still want to fly here.

Audio, private to Rin: I'm here now! Where are you? Can I come see you if you're not busy?

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You crashed!

_{[And the way she says this can't really help but be kind of accusatory, because what were you thinking. Not that Molly got a good look at that skateboard, but even if she doesn't know it's totally broken, everybody knows to use a helmet or something.]

[... okay, not that Molly would use a helmet, but she's older. And obviously wouldn't have crashed.]}

Did you get hurt?

Edited 2015-02-28 22:54 (UTC)

I crashed?

_{[THAT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN. 8[ OH NO.]

[Slowly he starts to pick himself up, mentally going over his no-longer-automatically-healing body parts.]}

Um...

_{[Rocking back into a sitting position, he picks up his hands and looks at them.]

[They are bloody as HELL.]

[His eyes widen.]}

Oh-- .... oh oh oh...!

_{[Oh no. Is he hurt? Or is he just scared? That probably isn't too bad, right? Unless he caught himself on the asphalt really bad.]

[Molly quickly goes over to him and sits on her knees next to him, reaching for one of his hands. It's not even quite asking permission. It's just doing.]}

Let me see.

Do you have any bandaids?

_{[Wrath has literally been crushed to death by rocks and impaled directly through the brain before-- it's safe to say that it's more the sight of the blood NOT IMMEDIATELY GOING AWAY AND HEALING that's freaking him out more than the pain.]

[His mouth wobbles dangerously as he jerks away, holding his hand protectively.]}

N-no!

_{[Whether that's a refusal of her command or a negative reply to her question, who knows?]}

_{[Molly studies him for a moment and then reaches out to grab at his wrist anyway. Sorry, Wrath.]

[At least she's not mean enough to actually pull at him, but she does tug once kind of insistently.]}

Come on, we need to see if it needs bandaids.

_{[He yelps when she snatches his hand, but without his old strength, there's... not a whole lot he can do about it?? And the sight of the blood is honestly a little paralyzing, so he's not even struggling as much as he might otherwise.]}

Is-- is-- is all of my blood gonna come out and I'll die?

_{[She angles his palm towards her so she can see. It's a lot of scratches but she doesn't think they're really that deep, and that it won't bleed much more, so she lets go of him.]}

No you're not.

_{[She stands up and offers him a hand. There's a concerned puzzlement about her expression though, cause ... has he never gotten hurt before? Was that another part about his power?]}

Those are just small cuts. They happen all the time. They're not gonna kill you.

Edited (formatting) 2015-03-04 23:25 (UTC)

_{[Insta-healing doesn't really do a good job of preparing you for the reality of being a human.]}

They're small?

But... but there's so much blood.

_{[He doesn't take the hand at first, preferring to cradle his own for a moment.]}

Yeah, but you have lots more.

_{[She tries to be reassuring but at the same time she's a little baffled at this extreme reaction, so she's not entirely sure how to go about it.]}

_{[It's okay. Not even other Homunculi really know how to deal with Wrath.]}

But-- but-- but...

_{[He is still kind of processing this, GIVE HIM A MINUTE.]}

You'll be okay. I promise.

_{[She says this as empathically as she can and then tries to coax him to stand again, gesturing with her hand.]}

Come on.

_{[At last he wobbles to his feet, and the Zubat chitters worriedly in his ear.]

[He's sniffling.]}

... Okay...

_{[She's once again reminded of the fact that he's a LITTLE kid. She picks up her backpack and the map and the pen and anything else she'd dropped earlier, makes sure she has everything, and then resolutely grabs Wrath around one wrist again and looks at him seriously.]}

We need to get bandaids. I bet they have some at the Center.

_{[At least he's still a little too in-shock to just start WAILING. Which is absolutely what could have happened. Thank the cosmos your ears are being spared, Molly.]

[He lets her grab his wrist and will stumble along behind her, scrubbing at his eyes and nose with the back of his free hand and making small quavering noises deep in his throat.]}

_{[She's gentle enough to not outright pull on him, cause she's not a mean kid - she just wants to be practical and isn't sure what the big deal is. So there's still an element of rush, but the way she's looking at him is perplexed.]}

Did you never get hurt before?

_{[Asked, after a while, while keeping a hold on him and starting to navigate the sidewalks.]}

_{[He snuffles again.]}

I got hurt, but... I usually got better real fast.

Almost right away, usually.

Sometimes if I died it would take a bit longer.

But most of the time it was right away.

_{[-- wait hold up. Wait.]

[She stops and spins around to look at him. To really, really look at him.]}

You've died?

A- ahuh.

_{[He scrubs ferociously at his face for a moment before starting to count on his fingers.]}

Ah... uhm... one... two...

... Five times, I think.

I'm not so good at counting.

_{[She just stares. Eyes wide, all but gaping at him for a moment as her mind works. She knows that ... that you can come back if you have the right blood, and ... okay, no, it makes sense. If he could heal. She guesses that makes sense.]

[But it still shakes her.]

[Even as her expression clears and she nods, slowly.]}

... does it hurt?

_{[He takes a few deep breaths, seemingly starting to calm down. Then nods.]}

Yeah...

_{[Not that Homunculi were overly afraid of dying-- it tended to happen a lot, considering the conflicts they got themselves embroiled in. Their ability to die only to reform, even if they'd been reduced to nothing but ashes, was enough to strike fear into the hearts of their enemies and therefore something they were all prepared to do.]

[But it did hurt.]}

_{[She looks at him for another few seconds, and then without saying anything else, she reaches for him again. Death is ... it's a tricky topic. She wants to know but she doesn't want to have to ask, and she's scared to know, and maybe he doesn't die like other people do either, and it's complicated.]

[But she can focus on the task at hand for now, which is to get Wrath to a Center so he won't have to be freaked out about the blood, so she resolutely tugs at him and starts walking again, even if her demeanor and grip are a lot softer.]}

_{[This time, he doesn't resist, and he pads in silence behind her until the familiar red-and-white building comes into view around the corner.]}

_{[Once inside Molly guides Wrath to one of the benches and nudges him to sit and tells him to stay there, and then she goes up to the counter and asks one of the nurses for bandaids or anything, and she's given that and some surgical tape and tissue-like things with alcohol on them, or whatever passes for it here, and she returns to him carrying those things.]

[Just kinda watches him for a moment and goes,]} Show me your hands.

_{[This time, he uncurls his fingers willingly and holds them out to her, swinging his legs slightly from the bench.]

[They LOOK awful, but in all actuality the scrapes themselves probably aren't that bad.]

[Still, chittering in concern, the Zubat crawls down his sleeve to his wrist, tiny tongue darting out to lap at the blood. PIPSQUEAK CLEAN IT.]}

_{[Molly scowls and impatiently shoos for the Zubat to move, but she starts with Wrath's other hand anyway. It does look really bad but even though it'll probably sting to clean, it helps a lot to get all the dried up blood and dirt away, and Molly does her best to hold him still while she works until there's only the small scrapes showing.]}

See? It's not so bad.

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