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a bird! a plane! a...dragon?

Minako is seriously cursing her luck right about now. She'd thought just one mission with the police in Transylvania would be all right. They'd caught a suspect, saved the children, and even battled some vampires. She was still a full-blooded human, thankfully, but that last ambush had left her a little worse for the wear. Even as Sailor Venus, her magic couldn't fend off the pain forever.

So in her weakened state, jt's far too easy for that pack of possessed wolves to jump her. She yelps, swinging her good leg and the heaviest branch in the forest with all her might, but those fangs snap angrily. She doesn't have much time to run, but she must, gritting her teeth through the pain. The branches tear at her and slow her down, but she's managed to stop all but three, escaping from the forest into the open meadow.

Now, though...there are three closing in on her. She faces them down, chain whip in hand, but it doesn't comfort her much. Even worse, there's an ominous thump behind her in the grass.

What could that giant shadow be?

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The offer surprises her, but she gladly wraps her hands around it. Her throat's become just a little raw from all the screaming and yelling, and this does help.

"Thank you," she finally manages to say, careful not to swallow too much at once. "Thanks. You're...really determined to help a brat like me, aren't you?"

She's mostly sure by now.

He gives her a little smile and a nod, glad she finally seemed to be getting the idea that he was trying to help her.

Once he was reasonably sure she wasn't going to panic again, unless she did something to stop him, he'd turn to go leave the large room to go fetch supplies to help her clean and tend her wounds... plus a few other things. He'd return in about fifteen minuets.

When she's alone, she relaxes into the soft surface beneath her. It's a lovely little room, and at last she seems to realize that she'll live another day. She'll just...accept the hospitality of a surprisingly altruistic dragon.

When he returns, he'll find that she's released her power: she's wearing a loose blue school uniform instead of the torn orange outfit. It'll be easier to wrap everything this way. And she's idly dozing there, recovering her strength as best she can.

She pushes herself up despite the pain and spares a smile for him, though. "Hey...for me? Thanks. I'm not worried anymore. I've got this."

Skyfire will just frown at her and starts setting down items to tend to those wounds... Minako wasn't going to get to avoid getting those wounds cleaned and bandaged properly.

But before he did that, he picked up the large clay pot he'd brought too, and chugged the contents while grimacing at the flavor. It really was a horrid mix to take, but it would hopefully clear up his throat faster so that he could actually speak to her.

He pulls the large pot of water off of the fire and starts putting herbs and cloth into the water, because those wounds needed to be cleaned out... and water alone wouldn't do it if one of the wolves had actually bitten her.

Minako just frowns right back at him. He's drinking something...

"Am I such a pain that you need to get drunk before dealing with me?" she teases lightly, but soon after she looks over the items and bites her lip. This is...probably gonna suck.

At her comment, he very maturely sticks his tongue out at her.

That look of hesitation on her face has him reaching out to carefully place one of those big fingers of his on her shoulder in a gesture of comfort for a moment. It might suck, having to clean out and care for the wounds... but surely that was better than loosing a limb from infection later.

As long as she didn't protest his help, he'd start to unwrap her leg and begin to clean the wounds with the herbed water... Which wouldn't likely be as bad as she was fearing, since the herbs would help take away a lot of the sting and even some of the pain.

Oh, so he does have a sense of humor. Minako smiles shyly at him, gently pats his claw, and then sucks in a breath. This is totally freaky, trusting her tiny limbs to him. But what can she do but trust him?

Fortunately, it seems to work. She manages to bite down most of the whimpers.

"Okay. Okay. I'm not gonna die, so you'll be stuck with me for a bit. Sorry."

He gives her a little frown at her apologizing for not dieing, because that kind of bothered him. If it was a joke, he didn't find it funny. Human lives were quite short enough.

Cleaning her wounds out and re-bandaging them with cream to prevent infection seems to go well enough, but he pauses when it comes to do more than her arms and legs. Humans were odd about having to take their clothes off, but if she was injured there...

He pauses then points to the water, cloths and cream, then to the covered part of her body in an attempt to tell her to clean and care for anything he couldn't see. If she got the idea, he'd vacate the room for a little while to give her some privacy.

"You're a good one," Minako reassures him, pushing herself up as he turns to go. "Otherwise I'd have to teach you a lesson! On...some better day," she wheezes, quickly sobering up and attending to herself once he turns away.

When everything's taken care of, she re-dresses, flops loosely onto one of the sofas, and calls out. "It's okay to come back now if you want. Or if you don't. No big deal either way!"

He'd be gone for a little while and Minako might notice the light in the cave getting a bit brighter. Now that she'd been tended to a bit, Skyfire could take a moment to adjust the light and collect some more things for her.

When he returned, he'd be bringing a nice soft blanket and a couple of fluffy pillows which he offered to her.

"You really do get visitors, huh?" Minako says softly, accepting the offered items and wrapping them around herself. "Or does anyone live with you?"

Any cute single guys, maybe? Hey, she could always hope. But she has to wonder what a friendly dragon's doing way out here by his lonesome.

Skyfire looked quite sad at the mention of visitors, paused and held up a finger in a 'one moment' gesture. He downs another container of something he obviously despises the taste of, then spends a few moments digging around for something in a dragon sized 'drawer' on what looks like a storage area.

Coming back over, he attaches a funny looking thing to one of his claws that looks like it's holding a stick of chalk and starts writing on a 'small' board of slate.

[Yes. Though it has been a long time.] He hoped writing things out would work to fix their communication problem till he got his voice back.

She scooted over to read the message, wincing as she pushed a little too far. The treatments really helped, but she would still need to move carefully for a little while. Wow---his writing was somehow neater than hers. Clearly she was really bad.

She smiled a little at that thought. "Okay. So we do understand each other. But then...I wonder. Why did you save me?"

Seemed like an awful lot of trouble to her.

He notices that wince and shifts himself and that board around so that she doesn't need to move as much to read it.

[You needed help.] That was really all there was to it. She needed help and he just couldn't walk away... plus, he thought maybe he had a chance to make a new friend if he helped...

That helped. She gratefully dropped back into a comfortable position, closing her eyes to clear her head for a moment.

"Hero instinct, huh?" she asked, carefully arranging herself to ease the pain. "I get it. Thanks...mister Dragon? Is there another name I should know?"

[Common decency.] He thought it was only right that if one could help, they should.

Giving her a small smile, he scribbles on the board again. [My name is Skyfire. May I know yours?]

"Skyfire. Okay. Hi," she greeted back, stopping to take a deep breath. She'd be fine. "I'm Minako. Pleased to meet you."

She bows slightly, about all she can manage like this.

He waggles one of those big fingers at her when she tries to bow, clearly worried about her hurting herself.

[Nice to meet you, but no more trying to move like that. You need to rest.]

"Okay, okay. I will. But..."

She bit her lip.

"My friends are expecting me to report back to them in two days. And that's already too long to be a burden to you."

He frowned just a tiny bit and there was just a bit of a hopeful look in his eyes. [Friends aren't burdens.]

Skyfire pauses and thinks on things a moment. He'd be more than happy to let her stay for a while, but he didn't want anyone to worry about her either. [Do you have a way to contact them?]

Two days was not enough time to see her well enough to travel in his opinion, but if she was set on leaving, he'd feel better if she had someone with her.

"Friends, huh? You'd want that...even after all I did?"

She considers it quietly, then glances at the bracelet on her wrist. "I think I can. Maybe I shouldn't see them for a little while anyway. Not after I failed our mission."

She sure looks guilty about that.

He looks rather confused and scribbles out [What did you do?] If she was worried about the way she had reacted to him, he wasn't going to hold that against her. After all, he could understand her reaction and fright... he didn't like the fact that he scared people, but he understood why.

[It shouldn't matter. They're your friends. I think they'd be happy just to know you're alright.] Skyfire didn't know what her mission was, but he wasn't going to pry if she wasn't ready to talk about it.

"Those wolves aren't normal---they were empty husks reanimated to guard something. I suspect it's the entrance to a fortress I've been trying to infiltrate. You see, I'm a part-time detective, and there's a warlock who's used magic to ruin peoples' lives hanging out there. I was trying to arrest him today, but I couldn't get close."

She moaned, curling in on herself a little. "And who knows what he'll feel brave enough to do next."

He snorts softly. [I've been destroying those things for weeks, they're warping the forest and ruining the area.]

Skyfire hesitates, but reaches out to stroke her hair gently with a finger in the only offer of comfort he's able to give without chancing making her wounds worse.

[I want them out of the forest. Would having backup help?] Because after the thrashing he gave the last batch of creatures, he hoped that there wold be time for her to recover before the warlock would strike again... and a dragon would make some big backup.

Minako has to laugh about that. Her hair's nowhere near being pristine anyway, and his care for her does help. She sighs quietly, and pats his finger with a hand.

"If you're sure. I know he's far stronger than me, but this is really serious. He'll ruin the place if he wins, and then he'll want to ruin more. That's not right at all."

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