night four - kill log.

[foxhounds]

Who: Killers and RedJason Todd
When: The fourth night
Where: The jungles of Ship-Trap Island

[ It's the dead of night when you first hear it. It's the distinct sound of baying hounds barking nearby. This must be the Hunt that you were warned of, and though it seems impossible, they sound very close. You can try and run, but The General and his foxhounds are hot on your trail... And oddly enough, even if you do try and run, you'll feel yourself growing more and more tired with every step. It seems this wasn't a completely fair hunt from the start. ]

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[meatery]

[She's seen people sacrifice their lives to try to protect their families, seen people who would rather die than face the saiyan menace head on and she can remember one specific instance of an alien who she'd found giving their family members poison on the basis that it was better than whatever she and her comrades would do to them-

Gi-ne chokes on her breath when she finally remembers to breathe. Calm down. This is fine. This is different. She stands shakily, ignoring the blood dripping down her arm.]

... That- he didn't have to do that.

[Shit, Jason, you only had to ask.]

[unrulyprincess]

Ah...your arm. Please allow me to take care of your arm...

[It's said a little dully, but Clarine's a battlefield medic before anything else at this point (even before being a lady, perhaps) and so that's something she can focus on, rather than the fact that there is the body of a dead man in front of her (one who shot himself, so as to avoid being killed by them).

She doesn't have the proper supplies to really take care of Gi-ne's injuries, but she can at least clean it and wrap it.

She hasn't even considered that this might be bad come trial time; she's still too shocked by what happened.]

[meatery]

[Gi-ne stays still and lets Clarine wrap her arm, watching Tayto sniff at Jason's head wound with a blank expression on her face. She's not really thinking about anything in particular, her brain having shut down for the moment. But Clarine's presence helps her gradually recover.]

... I should probably come up with an excuse for that, huh? Should we hide his knife or just... [Leave everything where it is.]