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OMFG! Anakin might do ~something~ *pearl clutch* ([info]darkforcerising) wrote in [info]makebelievelog,
@ 2013-06-17 10:25:00

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Who: Anakin Sr., Padmé, Helena Sr. and ickles Ani and Helena
What: The ickles did a bad thing – they took one of Anakin’s bikes out for a joy ride. And it ended in disaster. Kids got hurt, Adults had to clean up the mess.
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: All over the place, the accident happened in the woods near the castle.
Rating/Warnings: Descriptions of broken arm.
Status: In progress


Anakin handed the phone to Padmé, his face stern.

They’d been out for the afternoon – Padmé had wanted to see what kind of fruit a market on the south side of the city had to offer. And they’d assumed it would be an event free day. Nothing would go wrong at the castle at least.

They were wrong.

“There’s been an accident. Ani says Helena has broken her arm. Keep him on the line,” Anakin instructed, while also guiding them to the nearest trolley stop. He made a mental note that perhaps it was time they invested in purchasing one of this planet’s common transport vehicles. “And guide him through basic aid. He not calm and focused.” The boy was panicked; despite three years of training he still needed guidance through conquering fears and emotions in high stress situations. His young friend being hurt was clearly high stress for the boy.

“And I need your phone to call HG.”

Once the phone was in his hand he made the call.

Now that the city was getting back to normal with the power back on, Helena was working a shift at the O, Brittania pub. Though she was starting to think she needed a change of career. She had other skills she could utilize, just as helping out at the power plant. The only question was what, exactly, Helena should do.

She had just gone on a break when her phone rang. Pulling it out of her pocket, she didn’t really think of who could be calling and for what reason. After all, what sort of thing could have happened? Well she supposed anything could have happened. So long as it wasn’t a call telling her some invasion was happening, she figured she could handle it.

“Hello?” She asked upon answering the phone.

“There’s been an accident,” Anakin said right away without any preamble, or without identifying himself. “Helena is hurt. Padmé and I are heading back to the castle now, but we’re still on the south side of the city. How close are you?”

“What?” Helena responded initially, shock evident in her tone. “Oh bollocks,” she muttered a moment later. “I’m in central downtown. I’ll get off shift and come back straight away.” She was in a state of shock and feeling no small measure of panic. Her younger self was hurt, which in essence it was surprising and injury hadn’t happened before now, but now was certainly not an opportune time for this to happen. Though given her younger self and the younger Anakin, they did what they wanted when they wanted and no one could truly deter them from such action. “I would ask what she was doing, but I will wait until I get there. Where precisely is she?” Helena had been sitting outside, but now she was standing and pacing, waiting for Anakin to give her the location she should head to before going and telling her boss she had an emergency.

“Ani said they were on the trial.”

He and Padmé had reached the trolley stop. One car was coming up on track, bells clanging.

“We’re about to get on the trolley. Padmé is walking Ani through basic aid right now.”

“Okay. I’ll meet you there.” Helena hung up, knowing there was nothing more she and Anakin needed to say at that moment. Heading back inside the pub, Helena found her boss and after a couple minutes’ discussion, she was grabbing her things and heading out after telling one of the other waitresses about her current customers. With that, she made her way as quickly as possible to the closest trolley stop so she could make her way back to the castle. She wouldn’t inform Claudia or Myka of the accident until she knew the specifics of what they were dealing with.

Meanwhile, the younger Helena was in intense pain. Her left forearm was most certainly broken, having an added “joint” to her arm now. Having had a broken leg a couple years earlier, she had experienced this pain before, which was how she’d known her arm was broken from the instant she heard the sickening snap when she’d hit the ground. Despite the pain she was in, she was trying not to cry out, though tears were streaming down her face.

Holding the phone to his ear with one hand Ani knelt down next to Helena. He was trying to take in everything Padmé was saying he should do while not dissolving into panic. He knew what she was telling him already, but he’d never been in a situation like this before, somehow, despite his training, this was different from his lessons. This meant something, not just instructions spoken to him by instructors.

“Okay,” his voice sounded so afraid. But he needed to focus on step one. “You need to stay still. Okay?”

Helena was on the ground sitting up now. But she wasn’t exactly sitting still. The pain was causing her to writhe around a bit, grumbling as she moved her injured arm. She wasn’t exactly about to leap up and dance around, but when Ani told her to stay still, she nodded a bit. While the staying still was undoubtedly to keep her from agitating her injured arm further or agitating any other potential injury. She didn’t think she had any other injury, but then again she was more focused on her arm.

“Okay,” she responded through clenched teeth and she did her best to still her writhing. Luckily, the broken bone had not broken through the skin of her arm, otherwise the scene would be far more ghastly and upsetting than it was.

“Okay. Keep your arm still. Against your body- ya, like that.” He paused, listening to more advice through the phone. “Are you hurt anywhere else?” Ani already knew about the arm. But she could have a twisted ankle, scraps, cuts from falling that he couldn’t see.

Nodding a bit, Helena was doing her best to follow what Ani was saying. What was helping the situation was that the adrenaline was kicking in, so, for the moment, the pain was being superseded by her body’s natural reaction to a traumatic event. At the question, Helena looked over herself as best as she could without moving much.

“Just some cuts and scrapes I think?” It was also highly possible she would be sore in general from the fall she’d suffered. But that soreness probably wasn’t going to kick in for a few hours yet.

Ani, still very much wide eyed, looked over Helena, too. But he saw nothing else that needed to be immediately addressed.

“Okay, there’s nothing else,” he said into the phone. And then he waited while listening to the next set of instructions.

“You need to… lie down, and I need to… find something to put under your feet,” he said, directing his words to Helena. “In case of shock.”

Lie down. She could do that, couldn’t she? She nodded in response before she laid down carefully so as not to jostle her arm too badly. She winced and whimpered in pain once as she shifted. There was a chance she could go into shock given the nature of what had happened and how her body reacted to the event. It was also possible she could have a slight concussion from the fall itself, but by far the worst injury was her arm.

For a moment, an image flashed across her mind’s eye, throwing her back to when she’d been thrown from her horse and broken her leg. She closed her eyes momentarily, then opened them again, willing the image away. She was just focusing on Ani to keep her from freaking out. Her mind was too panicked, too frozen to think coherently, and she certainly needed someone else to keep her focus on. Though that was getting harder as time passed by.

Ani looked around their immediate vicinity. They were close to the path, the bike was parked some ways up the path. This part of the forest didn’t have many trees – which was to their benefit, otherwise Helena’s fall could have been a lot worse. But it did mean he would have to search a bit more for something to prop under Helena’s legs.

“I’m just going to look for something to put under your feet,” he told her before standing up to do just that.

A short distance from where Helena lay, Ani spied a broken branch. He ran to it and kicked it up. Bugs and dirt tumbled off. He carried it back to Helena and then set it down near her feet.

“Okay, put your feet up on that. It should help.”


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