Random Scenario Thing

[forblaze]

0 × Recruitment. I want you(!) to join our army! Remember to always give in to whatever ridiculous demands they want. Alternatively, they've just joined the army and you're trying to make a good first impression. 1 × Shopping. It's your duty to make sure the army stays supplied some how so make sure you pick the best weapons and sell what you need to get the funds. Wait, no! You can't sell that! It has sentimental value! 2 × Watch duty. Morning, day, evening, and night; someone has to keep a look out around camp! You wouldn't want any brigands or monsters to sneak into camp and cause trouble. 3 × Training. Wake up, wake up, rise and shine, daisies. Lesson one: A soldier must have discipline and what better way to prove that than by waking up before sunrise for some intense exercise? 4 × Healing tent. You used to be a great soldier until you took an arrow to the knee. Injuries are bound to happen on the battle field so you might as well get used to finding the healing tent now. 5 × Benched. You haven't been benched! You're just… holding down the fort while everyone else goes off to fight. 6 × Romance. Is now really the time for a confession? Did you even realize you were in love? Chat it up and get those A/S supports going. 7 × Restoration. The war is over and as much as you want to relax, there's still a lot of work that needs to be done. 8. × Desert level. The sun is blazing, the sand is hot, it's hard to get around, and did you just trip on some buried treasure or run into a mirage village's wall? 9× RNG. Shenanigans.

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[geronimoe]

Don't be stupid. [Smiling as always. Fool. Gerome nearly shakes his head, but his concern is getting Inigo to lie back on the cot.] I was instructed not to leave you unguarded.

[The arrow and it's arrowhead had been taken out, thankfully, but that still left the wound needing treatment. It was loosely wrapped in a strip of cloth Lissa held in her pockets to staunch wounds, but it's already been soaked through. Medical supplies in hand, Gerome pulls a stool to the edge of the cot, sitting near Inigo's leg.]

I'm going to remove your boot and the bandages. If I am unable to or the pain is too great, you may need to buy another pair of shoes. [Read: he's going to cut the boot open. Sorry.]

[heybabe]

[ A grimace crossed over his face. Well, it was worth a shot. Now that he's lied down on the cot, there's nary a thing he could do than prepare for the incoming pain that's going to come when help arrives. It's not that he's not used to it, in fact it's the opposite. But that doesn't mean that he doesn't cry out whenever something is pulled out of him, or maybe when someone applies medicine to his newly-formed scar (that made him scream like a girl once, never again.).

Still, with Gerome in charge of the first-aid, he's not expecting much. Gerome's... not exactly the most gentle person of the army. But hey, at least it's... not... Henry... ]

Hah, great, and I just bought them from the passing by leatherworker...

[ There's a hissing sound he made as he cut off his chuckle from the pain that appeared as his chest heaved.

Or he might be over reacting, but who ever knows with him? ]

[geronimoe]

[("Never again" are you sure, Inigo.) Gerome isn't gentle, but he knows how to treat wounds? If Inigo stays still, this won't hurt as much. If. Gerome spares a glance for that hiss, but otherwise works at peeling off his shoe.]

With the sort of wound you have, you may not need shoes for some time regardless.

[Thankfully, it comes off without a hitch. (Gross, btw. Feet are gross.) He'll get to work at the bandages.]

You were careless on the battlefield. I saw the whole thing. What had you lose focus at such a dire time?

[heybabe]

[ This is Inigo you're talking about, staying still is just as hard as Owain's sword-hand 'staying down'. Still, Gerome's work did leave him in silence as he's doing everything he can from grimacing in pain. It's going to make do until someone can get a staff over here, but... yeah, really, he doesn't need them. ]

Ah, you know me, I just happened to see a beautiful flower within the fields of battle~

[ ......He totally tripped because he saw a cute female general. ]

[geronimoe]

[Rub some dirt in it. Gerome's face sours, and his hands stop and hover in the air. He's wearing a mask, but Gerome's look cuts through it like a wyrmslayer.]

And now you face the consequences. [Way to go.] You nearly lost your leg because of your salacious pursuits. And was it worth it?

[Going back to his wound now before this guy hurts himself even more. Or before Gerome does.]

[heybabe]

It was worth it to see her throw her lance at me, at least?

[ And getting stabbed by the arrow when he dodged it was not part of his genius plan, but then again, life always finds ways to screw him over. ]

It's not worth it to see you save me like that, though. [ Considering he was screaming like a girl when Gerome found him. ]

[geronimoe]

So long as the woman who lanced your leg was attractive, the wound to your leg and our troupe was worth it.

[Look at yourself, Inigo. He shakes his head again.]

You're only lucky Minerva and I had been nearby. Though I would advise biting a cloth or otherwise instead of screaming if you should happen to be hurt by an alluring enemy again. Your screams might have given away our position.

[And they were irritating. But he can't berate him too much after getting hurt that badly.]

[heybabe]

[ There's this flat look he's giving Gerome right now. But then he sighed and raised his head a bit, before resting it back down on his hands instead. Nothing he can do about it now, except to receive treatment from Mr. Doom and Gloom over here. So he's going to just close his eyes. ]

Hey, at least my yelling reached Minerva's ears in time, otherwise both of us might've been killed already as a courtesy from those hidden archers.

[geronimoe]

[Gerome is immune to flat looks. Be thankful that Mr. Doom and Gloom knows show to treat your wound, Inigo.]

True. [He'll give him that much.] Had you not screamed, Cynthia's mother wouldn't have noticed the archer that had fallen down one of the nearby oaks. Still, it would have done us and our ears well had you stifled it after a small amount of time.

[heybabe]

I was panicking, alright!?

[ for how much of a threat he can be on the field, he sure is pretty pathetic once he gets injured... ]

[geronimoe]

Then you must designate someone to shut your trap.

[And Gerome isn't doing it.] Showing us the hidden archers was a stroke of luck. I won't have you giving away our parameters.

[heybabe]

Sheesh, ever so severe, huh, Gerome? It's no wonder people are starting to mistake you for an old man from how serious you are.

[ you do realize he's tending your wound right, Inigo? ]

[geronimoe]

[Oops, was that Gerome tying the bandage a little tighter?]

Better an old man than an adolescent, skirt-chasing lothario that can't keep his focus in battle.

[heybabe]

[ There's a wince from him, considering WELL, a tight bandage wrap is pretty painful alright. ]

What does that even mean!? [ YOU'RE IMPLYING HE HAS SEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS, OF WHICH HE HAS NONE! ]

1/2

[geronimoe]

[Gerome stops. He gives Inigo a long, hard stare.

Then he corrects himself.]

Wannabe lothario.

[Fixed it.]

[geronimoe]

[He's going back to his work now.]

There will likely be no dancing in your future until this wound has healed.

[heybabe]

[ W O W, he feels so loved over here. Still those words got him to snap out of it. ]

...Hah, yeah, I suppose that's true... [ Considering Gerome's one of the guys that knows of his secret habit at night. ]

Guess that means there's more time for me to rest in the night, then!

[ Except that's a lie since he's one of the biggest night owl of the group. ]

[geronimoe]

As if it would be that easy. You don't only escape in the evenings to dance in privacy, do you?

[Gerome is willing to bet a lot of the children have more nightmares than they'll admit to.]

But yes--in this instance, you'll need to rest your leg as much as possible.

[Gerome fishes his pockets for a vulnerary. He uncork the vial and offers it to Inigo.]

Here.