Thread: The Majestic Tale of a Box and a Tornado (Starring Frogger and CaptainNexus616)

A bemused sort of embarrassment flickered over her features, guiding her lips into a half-hearted smile. Jikan, theres really no need to Of course, her words fell on deaf ears, or held little significance, one of the two. Just hold still and give me a minute, Jikan muttered under his breath, one hand placed on her shoulder the other, where she hit her head. What did I hit my head on? Nevada entertained for a second, her thoughts wandering in a different direction that is, until she realized just how close they were among other things. I must have hit my head harder than I thought came her next idea, light pink spreading over her pale features, providing a healthy glow once again. Threads of curly brown fell against her cheeks, the girls jawline and as the edges of her skin began stitching together. Figures that it itches but itll pass before too long. Jikan stepped back the moment it was done, taking a deep breath as if hed run a marathon or something. It wasnt the first time hes healed her injuries in such a way, but it usually doesnt take this much out of him at least, as far as she knows. Jikan? Are you okay? Nevada lifted a hand to press it against his forehead, to check his temperature only to curse herself seconds later. Nearly forgot she murmured, peeking up at him through bangs and lashes, giving him a sheepish smile that is rather uncharacteristic of her, but cute nonetheless. There is no way you can get sick Okay, maybe that isnt entirely true. Jikan is a Kamui. clothing constructed entirely of Life Fibers, which were hell-bent on taking over the world until recently. It wasnt until a few months ago that he became human, changed shape, whatever you want to call it, so there is a lot they still dont know, a lot left in uncharted waters. Nevada moved back just as H.G. came in, concern written all over her face. Oi, are you two alright? she asked as Jikan chuckled, still trying to get air to his lungs while nodding his head. No thanks to your driving, Time Lord. Did she detect a hint of sarcasm in his tone? Jikan must have picked it up from her at some point or another though its a surprise she didnt notice it sooner. Very cute, Stitches, H.G. replied. I'm not even sure what happened to us but it completely drained the TARDIS of its remaining reserves. I have it on backup power now but as its stands...we are out of gas. It was right then that she caught of the blood, and her attention went in a different direction than it probably should. Nevada let out a sigh, a half-hearted smile tugging at her lips meanwhile. Im good, H.G. Jikan did his thing, and there is no wound. I just need to wash off the blood. A soft laugh following shortly after the fact, she rubbed the back of her head a dozen and a half questions coming to mind now that that was said and done. Okay, so the TARDIS is down, at least for now. Where are we? When are we? I know we were gonna stop for fuel, but you never did mention where we were heading At a loss for words, Nevada glanced up, tilting her head ever so slightly. Unaware of doing so, Nevada reached a hand out to the young man who used to be her uniform, resting it on his shoulder to help him stay on his feet.