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Silently Scirocco Valentine wanders through the dark forest, limping her way home, her side bleeding uncontrollably.
If I can get home I can....
Suddenly lightning flashes and thunder claps in the night sky. Dark clouds roll over the crimson moon covering it up from all eyes to see. It begins to pour rain.
Great....
She arrives at her home with a sigh of relief.
Finally.
She approaches her door, reaching for the doorknob, when her knees give out from under her and she blacks out from the lack of blood. With a loud thud she hits the muddy ground, the scarf around her eye coming off revealing a scar across her face, her eye white due to blindness.
Scirocco just lays there in the mud and rain, the blood beginning to billow out from under her limp body.

Scirocco stirs on the couch, her eyes opening up. She looks around trying to remember where she was at. Then she sees a strange man in her home. She jerks, sitting straight up, her blade in her hand.
"Wh-What are you doing here? Who are you? G-Go..." she says, holding out the blade to him, her hands shaking from fear and a lack of blood.

Sci's hands shake uncontrollably, until she drops her battle knife.
She doubles over on the couch, coughing horribly, to the point where she coughs up blood.
D-Damn.....
She places her hand over her bleeding side, now ignoring the intruder in her home. She could care less right now. She was in pain and injured. She knew she had no time worrying.
Scirocco stands up rushing to a cabinet pulling out a vial of some purple liquid. She opens the vial and drinks the contents. Her pain begins to slowly go dissipate. Eventually she couldn't feel a single ounce of aching pains.
She places her hands on her counter, coughing into the sink, more blood dripping from the corners of her mouth.
Her whole face starts to drip in sweat, her black hair sticking to her face and shoulders.

Looking back at him she shows him a hint of a weak smile, a gesture of gratitude. She takes the towel and turns her water on, wetting the cloth. Sci turns off her water and begins to walk to a chair at her table. Lifting up her shirt she begins to clean out her wound in her side, wincing still feeling some pain.
She coughs softly, her face just growing paler.

She looks up at him from her work, and asks in a very weak voice, "Do you know how to stitch and close up wounds? I hate to bother you with my troubles."
Damn....why was I such a b**** earlier. Whatthe-
She continues to clean her wound with one hand, while she coughs in the other.

She looks down at his hands, noticing they were all metal and gears. Never have she seen this before, she didn't even notice such things on the man.
"Uh....nevermind....But could I ask you to place the cast iron rod into the fireplace? We will need that later." She looks down at her wound grimacing.

Scirocco watches Mac as he places the rod in the fireplace.
"What I will have do with that rod is burn my wound to the point where it closes. Its the only way I can stop the bleeding."
She adds more pressure to her wounded side, wincing again.
"May I ask why you are here?"

"Its dangerous out in this forest. I don't understand why you went out of your way for me. But for that I must thank you."
She coughs again but this time she coughs up more blood than she did before.
"Dammit....This isn't good...."
The room around her begins to spin, but she fights her grogginess. She must force herself to stay conscious. If she didn't she may not wake up from her slumber....That was the last thing she wanted.