Tomorrow Never Knows Best :: 009 :: Samejima Mamimi :: [In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[Mamimi is bundled up and breathing harshly through her aching lungs. She's sitting close to the fire, so close it's almost as if she's considering touching it. But for the first time in hours she's pulled her gaze away from the fire and is looking intently on her lighter. Her gloved fingers are slipping clumsily over the Zippo but it will not ignite. It's not the fault of her gloves, the internal mechanism has frozen solid. However, Mamimi is not about to give up. Unlit cigarette between her lips, she holds the lighter at nose height so she has to cross her eyes to watch it as it clicks, sputters, and fails]

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[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

[Jack noticed the struggle and the fidgeting girl fighting with frustration that her lighter isn't working. He didn't know what she was trying to do with it other than making her fingers hurt more. He took a stick and tied on a small piece of rope that he managed to find while he was rummaging around looking for things to use. He lit it and handed it over.]

Matched work better.

[He's never seen tobacco used in this way but he has seen pipes before.]

What is that anyway?

[He slowly sat down to her right and he appeared curious.]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[Mamimi looked curiously up at him then back at the makeshift match then back again. Carefully she lit her cigarette and took a deep breath. Given the weather this did not help at all. She crumples forward coughing until tears came to her eyes and slide down her cold cheeks. She wipes them away quickly before they can freeze]

My chest hurts.

[She half mutters it, as if trying to excuse herself with her hands clasped to her chest]

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

[He's heard of people catching pneumonia from the cold. He's heard many stories and only knew of one way to ease the pain. He rummaged through the contents of the box with the items he found and found some peppermint oil, some apple cider vinegar and salt in a kettle. He mixed up the contents and handed over the concoction to Mamimi in a cup.]

It tastes something terrible but it should help as long as you drink it down hot.

[He took his seat again and has a cup of his own.]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[She looks into the dredges of the cup in her hands, as if she's trying to read the future inside it.]

What is it?

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

We called it swill. It doesn't taste great but it will break up the stuff in your chest to help you. It will make you cough so be ready.

[He took a drink of his own and coughed.]

Blah...mother's remedies were awful stuff but it works.

[He keeps coughing until he spits what was in his lungs into the fire.]

Blah....

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

Your mom made it up?

[She swirls the drink's contents]

Are you sure it's not poisonous?

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

Not at all otherwise I wouldn't be drinking the swill myself, eh? It's supposed to make you cough what gunk is there. The Catholics don't like it and that's good enough for me.

[He grins widely.]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

Why would I want to cough? It hurts.

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

Ever heard of consumption? If you don't cough, that's what'll happen. Coughing means you're breathing and breathing is what you need since you're not a fish that breathes water from the side of you're face. My mum once said "...if the lungs hurt, that's bad so cough it up so it don't."

[He takes out the vodka and pours a little in her cup and then in his.]

That'll help with the pain.

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[She gives it another plaintive sniff before taking a sip and choking]

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

Good eh?

[He drinks his down as if it was just another drink. Even though it's disgusting, he was used to things tasting strange.]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

No.

[She has to hold her noise before she can take another sip]

[9th-pirate-lord.livejournal.com]

[Jack only laughs. There was no arguing the point.]

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[Kuja on the other hand is doing his best to keep him warm with fire spells, it's been working alright, although as an unfortunate result he's feeling tired a lot of the time.]

Mamimi?

[He crouches down beside her and lets out a weary sigh. Holding forth a small flame, just a mere remnant of it's previous glory.]

[In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

Kuja-sama!

[Mamimi is too cold to move much let alone throw herself into a bow. She looks at the flame with wide thankful eyes]

Oh thank you, my Lord! Thank you!!

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[Kuja offers a slight smile as he sits himself down. Far more comfortable than crouching, especially in this weather.]

Are you still too cold?

[He winces as he casts another fire spell, but this time a little bit more powerful, especially as he's starting to feel the cold again.]

[In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[Mamimi wonders if she's imagining this. It's too good to be true. Her Lord is actually being kind to her! Maybe he sees potential in her. Maybe he actually needs her!]

I feel perfect, Kuja-sama.

[And at the moment she -is- feeling warm, but it's a warmth that's coming form the inside out.]

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[Kuja raises his brows and nods. Well, it's nice for some at least.]

I'm curious as to how you have managed this considering our current setting.

[The Genome slumps forwards with a large frown, resting his head on his hand. When he gets tired he gets grumpy. And right now it's a royal pain in the rear.]

[In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

Well...

[Mamimi thinks about what she's going to say to her Lord the Angel of Destruction.]

My chest hurts. It's hard to breathe. My skin feels like it's on fire sometimes. And nothing's working.

[None of her lighters that is. And now her camera is frozen too. She casts a look in the direction of the Canon, her eyes are almost pleading. She feels a sting of anxiety, worrying what will happen to the film inside the camera.]

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a look of utter disbelief.]

How can you then claim to be perfect? I don't understand.

[Then again since when had Mamimi made any sense to him at all?]

[In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

Because you're here, Kuja-sama.

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[Blink...blink...blink...why??]

...I see...

[He doesn't understand these people goddamnnit.]

[In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[She smiles pleasantly at him]

How do you feel, Kuja-sama?

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[He considers this and leans back, warming his feet by the fire.]

Tired. The only way I can stay sufficiently warm is with my magic and it drains me with such a constant use. I just want to go back to the manor. I feel disgusting.

[How long had it been now without a shower? He didn't even want to think of what everyone else was like.]

[In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[Mamimi reaches out cautiously and gently lays her gloved hand on Kuja's shoulder.]

It'll be alright, Kuja-sama.

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[It not that the touch isn't welcomed, it's just a great surprise to him. He tenses, if only for a second and rubs his eyes.]

The sooner this is over the better...

Tell me when the flame is gone Mamimi..I'll cast another once it's disappeared.

[In Person]

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[She retracts her hand and nods mutely]

[In Person]

[featherdrequiem.livejournal.com]

[With a light exhale on his part, it's not long before he's dozed off, not out of the cold, but pure and simple exhaustion. The flame will keep burning by itself for a while longer. Though Mamimi will need to shake him awake to cast another one soon.

No rest for the wicked as usual.]