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Post by Miya Asurito on Jan 29, 2018 3:30:53 GMT -5
It has been a weird day and Miya Asurito can think of nothing better to do to let some steam off other than practising some new bmx tricks. She had watched a video earlier this morning and the herald is determined to master'em all! |
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Post by Asahina Momiko on Jan 29, 2018 4:59:51 GMT -5
Asahina Momiko found herself out jogging after lunch on campus; She had plans in a few hours, but for now, she was just working things off.
Having slowed to cool down a bit, she found herself wandering into the school courtyard, where an unexpected sight greeted her. Taking a drink from her water bottle, she watched the girl on the unusual looking bicycle doing her stuff.
Fortunately the drink wasn't a few seconds later, because no sooner had she swallowed than a petite but loud sneeze surprised her.
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Post by Miya Asurito on Jan 29, 2018 13:58:56 GMT -5
The Asahina has gone unnoticed until now. Asurito keeps training, failing and succeeding with equal frequency. From time to time she falls, but she raises again and continues. Until after a more unfortunate fall, she doesn't. The girl stays on the ground holding her knee.
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Post by Asahina Momiko on Jan 29, 2018 15:15:39 GMT -5
Momiko, being who she is, rushes over to the girl, "Oh my; Are you all right there samurai-san?"
The girl had no mons on at the moment, but since she was here it seemed likely she was a samurai indeed. And by the way she was holding her knee... hopefully it was only a scrape.
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Post by Miya Asurito on Jan 29, 2018 16:48:35 GMT -5
"Ah! Yes, yes, I'm fine!" The herald sits up still holding her knee. "It's nothing really. I'm used to it." She says and winces.
"Miya Asurito, of the heralds. Forgive my poor condition."
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Post by Asahina Momiko on Jan 29, 2018 17:15:47 GMT -5
A Miya? Hm.
"Oh! Well, as long as you're all right... I do have some basic medical stuff with me if want any though, Miya-sama. You know, if it's bleeding or is uncomfortable, or such..."
She didn't want to push her help onto the girl (she knew how some samurai could be), but her inner Justice didn't like seeing people in pain.
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Post by Miya Asurito on Jan 29, 2018 17:33:08 GMT -5
"It is a bit sore. I mean, if you don't mind checking," her eyes search for mons, "Asahina san." What's wrong with her and the Crane? It's like there are no samurai from any other clan in the school.
She wraps up her skintight cycling uniform. Her knee is a bit swollen, but it doesn't seem like anything too serious.
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Post by Asahina Momiko on Jan 29, 2018 17:56:21 GMT -5
Momiko had looked at this sort of thing with little kids before; It felt much different doing it for someone her own age, actually. It made her nervous. Kneeling down next to Asurito, Momiko takes a look at the knee without touching it.
"Um... well... I mean... it's a pretty simple patellar contusion. I... suppose you knew that though."
Momiko frowns and gets a small bottle out of her bag, "It's... all right if you use it still, but it's going to be swollen and stiff for a few days at the least. A little bit of asprin will help with the pain and swelling," she shakes the bottle, "...otherwise putting an ice pack on it for a bit. I... don't have one of those, though. S... Sorry."
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Post by Miya Asurito on Jan 29, 2018 18:18:04 GMT -5
And another Crane who awkwardly apologises for no reason. Has Asurito been abrupt and strict with her? Is there something wrong with the way she speaks to people? Every day that passes make her believe so even more than the previous one.
"No, don't be sorry." She blushes a little bit with her inability to allow people be comfortable around her. "You helped me a lot. I will try to do everything you said." Thankfully she didn't mention bed rest. That would be a luxury she can't afford for so many reasons. Aspirin she can do.
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Post by Asahina Momiko on Jan 29, 2018 18:26:00 GMT -5
Momiko smiles a bit and stands after Asurito takes the pill bottle, "Well, it's just about your own comfort. Especially if you want to get back to practicing at your best sooner rather than later, neh?"
Feeling relieved, Momiko visibly shows that, the pink haired girl glad the Miya seemed like just another normal girl. Like her. Yes, just like that.
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