REPORT 007 :: WIA // ACTION | VOICE

[daisy023]

[She had been here before. The feeling of a body too heavy to move, and the difficult breathing of a perforated lung. The nightmares had become all too familiar to her, but the days earlier disturbed her whole being. The images of Halsey's teams of scientists returned to her.

They had taken her. They experimented on her. They used her.

The Chief Petty Officer lays helpless on the ground, with injuries that would've usually been too minor for a Spartan, as her head wearily looks for option. She spots the journal, and with whatever remained of her strength, she holds on to it, and whispers.]

This is Sierra TwentyThree. I need assistance.

[She prompty drops it, knowing it would somehow follow her. It always did. Both when she wanted, and when not. This place had softened her. It wasn't supposed to happen. None of this was. This was the cost of her complacency.]


((OOC:Daisy's injuries are minor (even by her standards), but she suffers as if she had a perforated lung.))

Comments

[Voice]

[daisy023]

Faye. [She whispers to herself.]

Forest. [A small pause.] West of the village.

The Major... Is he alright?

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

I'll be there as soon as I can. Try not to move too much, alright?

[As she starts gathering up her things for a healing trip, she can't help a small smile over that question.] David is just fine. He came home from the draft perfectly safe.

[Voice]

[daisy023]

I won't.

[Part of the Spartans' laconic sense of humor. It was supposed to help them in these kinds of moments.

But at least the Major had made it out alive.]

I'll need to get up to speed.

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

Very good. [Heading for the door now. Thankfully, there's not much to grab when you've got Filial magic to heal with.]

I can certainly do my best to help fill you in, although I have to admit I'm a little limited on what I know from the draft.

[Voice]

[daisy023]

Thank you, ma'am. [She attempts not to breathe too hard, to avoid the pain.] We have plenty of medics. [Well, by the replies she had received, she thinks so...]

The Op turned out well?

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

We certainly do have quite a few around here, don't we? Although I suppose Nala's healing magic helps things along quite a bit.

[She pauses thoughtfully.] To my knowledge, yes, although there apparently were a few casualties. ...I suppose those are unavoidable, given the circumstances.

[Voice]

[daisy023]

[SPARTAN-023 is unfazed by the mention of casualties. She agrees too much with what Faye mutters.]

Nala...? [Daisy then remembers.] ...The healing spirit.

How much can be healed?

[Voice]

[not_meatbuns]

Yes, the healing spirit. Her magic can heal quite a bit, although the technique isn't always perfect. I may still need to go with more conventional medicine for some of the healing process.

[Hence the bandages and painkillers. You never know, after all.]

[Voice --> Action]

[daisy023]

So medical sciences are still needed. Understood. [While she had come to expect a lot from magic, it would still be a warning to be prepared.

Eventually, Daisy gets to spot an oriental woman coming near. While her breathing continued to be hindered, the assistance had done it's effects on her. Some things, however, such as her pain, persisted.]