Reaching Salvation: Post-Acer

Kira bit her lip, trying not to react too much to the fresh cuts appearing on her arms. When Sara cut the vines, new ones simply grew back.

"Alright then," Luke nodded succinctly. He openend his mouth to fuss over Kira's cuts, but decided that if Kira was a ring rushed then he'd probably make her happier by just running after the girl as soon as possible. Also, maybe if she thought Kira was scary, he'd be best off not mentioning her and pretending he was a completely seperate encounter. He sprinted out of the forest, tracking Sara's heat signature down the cage.

"Hold on a second, I'll get you out of there, don't you worry," Luke called to her in his most gentle voice. It wouldn't do to make her panic whn she could damage the vines. He hoped Kira would lower the vines when she felt him get near. Sara wouldn't be able to recognise his voice since the healing, since it wasn't hoarse and dry any more.

"H-help me, b-before she gets back!" Sara said, a desperate look in her eyes.

Kira frowned, feeling Luke get close to the cage, before allowing it to wilt away.

"Coming!" Came a voice. Mirror came and opened the door. Though, she was dressed in a simple large t-shirt. "...Hi!"

Luke stood opposite the cage, giving Sara a slightly awkward wave. Now that he was healed, standing tall without the burnt body and having got slightly more bulky than the skin-and-bones he had been before, he barely resembled his old self.

"Are you alright?" he asked, genuinely worried. He didn't know she had hurt Kira, so he was just worried she had hurt herself in the cage.

Nathan raised an eyebrow with a perplexed look on his face. "Are you, Sage... or the other one?"

"I'm Mirror!" Said the copy of Sage. "Sage is still fast asleep. She did. lot of stuff yesterday! And was up until a few hours ago!"

"P-please, just help me get away..." Sara said. She had scrapes all over her body, due to being knocked down from the wall multiple times by Kira. She had a particularly nasty cut on her right left, which she was bleeding a lot from.

Kira trudged back to the treehouse, a vine reaching up and grabbing some gauze, a rag, and an extra set of clothes. Her head felt rather heavy, and all she really wanted to do was take a nap, but she figured that was just the blood loss telling her to hurry up and bandage her arms.

"Hold up a second," Luke told her, remaining calm. He tore off a piece of his shirt, and, using it as a bandage, tied it around her arm as gently as he could so as not to hurt her.

"Noe, can you walk or do you need a hand? There's a supposedly nice village near here, or I could take you to my shelter which is near enough, too."

Kira started walking down to the river, hoping the blood would come out of her dress. What a mess...hopefully Luke would have better luck than she did.

"N-not the village!" Sara said. "I-i won't go...towards their trap..."

"Alright, the village isn't as good as people say it is? Good to know, at least," Luke mused, offering her his hand. "I have this little underground shelter a while away. I can fly us there, if you'd like."

"That, and the other one as well...the other one is the one that's laying the trap." Sara said, showing that she distrusted the Illuminati villagers just as much as the Survivor one. "I'll go, just as long as I'm away from them and the demon."

"Then I don't have to feel bad about 'borrowing' some medicince and food from them then," Luke flashed Sara a wolfish grin, taking her by the arm, gently so as not to hurt her, and lifting slowly into the air. He would be sure to explain it to Kira later, but for now he just wanted to make sure she was alright.

"I'm gonna speed up in a second, are you alright?" he asked her, floating in midair.

Sara nodded slowly, but a little cautious. She couldn't quite trust this guy fully, yet. She had only just met him, and being in the forest as well made him slightly more suspicious.

"Alright then, I did warn you," Luke joked, before speeding off towards the burnt-out village where his shelter was. He loved flying, loved the majestic feeling of being free in the air, and he was sure Sara would too. Maybe he should take Kira flying, but he wasn't sure if she was afraid of heights or not. Oh well, he'd have to ask.

Soon they reached his shelter, Luke throwing open the old doors and going down the stairs to reveal the underground dwelling. The open room was spacious, while the bedroom was slightly more cozy and was made up mainly of a large bed covered in blankets and about six square feet of space apart from the bed. Luke stood aside to allow Sara in, walking forward to make sure he never stopped her from leaving.

Sara hadn't let go of him since they had landed. She had liked the flying, but she was simply to scared of falling to properly enjoy herself. The experience had made her unable to let go of him.

Luke broke his calm exterior briefly, going red when she wouldn't let go of him.

"Um, we've landed," he pointed out embarrassedly. Damn, this was why he loved staying with Kira, things didn't confuse him when he was with her.

"S-sorry..." Sara said, slowly letting go of him, before looking around the place, confused.

"Hey, don't worry about it," Luke replied easy-goingly. "You want to take the bed? You're injured, plus I don't need to worry about heat."

Sara frowned, obvious distrust could be seen in her eyes.

"'Scuse me for trying to be nice, you can just take the blankets if you want then. Or I could give you some food and painkillers and you could be in your way, I don't have to take care of you," Luke retorted, shrugging carelessly and moving into the antechamber that held the bed.

"...Thank you..." Sara said silently, before taking the blankets, and going to a corner to rest.