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[messianic]

[So amidst all of the insanity? The kraken attack and the craziness? There is Minato making an oh-so necessary broadcast. He seems to be leaning against the side of a building, but despite the crashing of what must be tentacles and the panicked atmosphere, he looks pretty calm. Is that blood on his temple...? Oh maybe. And he might be holding his torso, but details.

Crash. He blinks, glancing up for a moment, before shaking his head slightly.]

It seems like the kraken's tentacles completely surround the bubble. If you're looking for a safe place to go, the caverns beneath the church's ruins should be safe from the tentacles. At the very least, the people who can't fight and the injured can go there.

[A breath--is that a wince? Nah, can't be.]

If you need any help, let me know. The Defense Force should be able to help.

[That's what they're for, right? Another flash of a wince and he sets up a filter.

Filter to: Defense Force you know who you are]

Focus on the center bubble for now. We have to take care of the people who can't defend themselves. Will anyone volunteer to keep guard underground, in case there is something still down there...?

[Filter to: Hubert]

Hubert-san. Are you alright? I need your help with something.

[Filter to: SEES/all of you P3 people]

Stick together. We know that we can take them on together, but separating is too dangerous.

[It seems like common sense--but he remembers what happened to Aigis, So he just had to be sure. And then he turns off the filter and--fails to turn off the feed. He is looking around when a tentacle crashes down nearby. He jumps, cringing in what seems to be pain and slumps back against the wall, dropping the SFC. Clatter clatter.

Click!]

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[messianic]

[Now that was something he was not expecting.

Have some befuddled blinking.]

...Selphie-chan...?

Um. I'm near the Welcoming Committee...

[bouncing into action]

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

*Frown Frown Frown*

Stay RIGHT there! Don't go anywhere! You here me!

*Selphie's there soon enough, looking pretty battered herself, and she stalks straight up to Minato, her hands balled into fists*

[action forever and ever]

[messianic]

[.....okay.

He waits.

And blinks at her as she walks up, back pressed against the wall for support and one arm loosely wrapped around his ribs, but otherwise not too beaten.]

...are you alright?

[for all timez]

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

*Selphie dumps herself in front of Minato, doing her best to glare, not cry, glare, not cry*

What do you think you're doing, Minato? This is stupid.

...need healing?

[messianic]

[........oops.]

I'm sorry, Selphie-chan.

[A quiet, somewhat ragged breath.]

I didn't mean to worry you. I just...messed up.

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

*Selphie runs her hands quickly over her face*

Yeah... You really did.

*She's angry at herself, or at him, for this. Hmm - but which? Both?*

Let me heal you up.

[messianic]

[...heh. He merely bows his head somewhat.]

Alright. I would appreciate the help.

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

Alright. Now, hold still.

*She moves herself closer to Minato and closes her eyes, casting a curaga spell over Minato, followed by a little esuna, just in case he had any poisoning or extra ailments she couldn't see*

[messianic]

[He does hold still, and the spell falls over him, easing the pain and mending some of the injuries. He can certainly breathe more easily now.]

...Thank you, Selphie-chan.

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

*Technically, she could probably hug him and it wouldn't hurt, at least not that bad. But she doesn't risk it. Instead, she sits opposite him and places her hands over his ankles*

You're welcome..

..just...please be careful. And don't - don't overwork yourself, okay?

[messianic]

[He blinks at her, nodding firmly.]

Of course. I'll be fine. I won't be able to keep my promise if I die, right?

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

*Have a big, sad, Selphie blink*

Mm..Minato.. You can't.. But maybe...maybe you should die...

*Yeah, that's an interesting thing to say, but she says it fondly, rather than in any kind of menacing way*

[messianic]

[....yeah okay, he doesn't quite understand that one. But he doesn't freak; he just blinks calmly, tilting his head curiously.]

Why?

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

Well...

*She lifts her hands from his ankles and places him on her knee, while bowing her head*

...if...if I killed you, I mean, really fast and really painless, cause I can totally do that, then... you wouldn't come back for a few weeks and then, that means that by the time you get back then... the kraken will be gone and all this will be over and then...I'll have kept you nice and safe...

*Rambling is rambling*

[messianic]

[...heh. He shakes his head slowly, reaching for her hand and holding it to stop her rambling.]

No...Selphie-chan. I would rather be alive and in pain than dead. Always.

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

*Selphie jumps slightly, pretty much out of herself and brought back to where she is at the touch of his hand*

I don't like you in pain, Minato. It's no fun.

[messianic]

[Heh...he shakes his head again.]

I don't like to be in pain either, don't worry.

But I messed up, so I got hurt. I'll be alright soon.

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

But you know you're not supposed to mess up, right?

I hope you didn't do anything too stupid. You're not supposed to just...run out there and fix anything by yourself.

*Huh. She should take her own advice*

[messianic]

[She really, really should.

And he's...not supposed to mess up, huh? Well...that's true. He's a leader of a team (a few teams now); he doesn't have the right to mess up and leave them in the lurch. But that's what happened. What's done is done; he'll just have to be even more careful in the future. Even if it was being a leader that got him in this situation in the first place.]

...Of course. I'm sorry, Selphie-chan; I'll do my best so it doesn't happen again.

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

Minato... I'm sorry... It's not your fault.

*Selphie hangs her head and tugs lightly at the ends of her hair*

Sometimes... I don't know what would happen if you weren't around.

[messianic]

[...heh.]

Don't worry about it.

[He leans forward some, despite how it hurts still.]

I won't leave you. I don't break my promises.

[There is nothing but confidence in his tone.]

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

*Selphie cleared her throat and glanced up at him. Yeah, she was more than a little worried. She'd heard the same thing from people who were gone. But he seemed so sure*

Mm. Alright.

[messianic]

[And he was very sure. So he merely offers her a tired smile.]

Will you help me up?

[dystopiadreams.livejournal.com]

Oh! Of course!

*And Selphie's suddenly all battle stations, doing what she needs to do. She gets quickly to her feet and moves to Minato's side, carefully moving her arms over*

Alright! You ready?

[messianic]

[He nods, taking her hand, but letting her help him up; he gets the idea she feels better when she's being helpful and doing something important, and it really does hurt, so--

win-win situation, right.]