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Nagumo clan estate.
Tosa, Japan, June of Bunkyū 1.
Tosa, Japan, June of Bunkyū 1.
["I come as a messenger of the Princess of Yase. My mistress wishes for me to see the face of the child under your care with my own eyes."
Technically, it isn't a lie. She does wish to see the ward of the Nagumo clan, and she is acting as a messenger - on her own behalf, perhaps, but on the behalf of the Princess of Yase nonetheless.
Sen is well aware that after so many attempts have gone horribly awry - her messengers being turned away or being entertained within the house but never actually being allowed to see Kaoru for themselves - that this isn't going to be easy. She is prepared to be stubborn with the men who have received her, and so she does. It's a fact that the servants have orders to placate her and send her on her way, but that is something she won't allow.
She had arrived the day before, just after noon. Now it is noon again, and she still isn't gone. Currently she is kneeling on a cushion in the room for receiving visitors, and she thinks that perhaps she has finally succeeded - a servant is dispatched to go and fetch Kaoru. She would prefer a private conversation, but that same servant will most likely be instructed to monitor them as they speak.
That's fine. Now that she's here, she's sure she can figure out a way. Things have been quiet enough lately that she has a little more freedom to act on her own (and she is acting on her own - for once, Kimigiku has no idea where she's gone, though she's left instructions with a child in the village to tell her that she saw the princess going to Tosa if she hasn't returned within two weeks), and she is sure she's up to the task of bringing Yukimura Kaoru home.
She looks up when she hears the sound of a sliding door, and smiles.]
Ah... are you Kaoru-san?
[She swears to god if they've brought some random girl to try and trick her, the Nagumo clan will become very well acquainted with just how much damage Yase can do when she's been offended.]
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Meanwhile the overseer is wondering whether or not to just toss Kaoru in there with Sen once all is said and done so he can see firsthand how badly he hecked up. Wow. Rude.
Sen, on the other hand, sneers at the bag-toting man. Somehow, she isn't surprised - the Nagumo clan has basically been slinking along on their underbellies for so long that of course they must have had some way of covering their tracks, but she also doesn't think any of her subjects will simply accept whatever explanation they give them.
If this goes badly, she won't be alive to find out whether or not her faith is misplaced. She truly hopes it doesn't come to that.
She is watching him carefully, but he moves so quickly and so suddenly when he does change course that she isn't prepared and the strike to her solar plexus hits home. She's left gasping for breath, and it's easy enough for him to grab her by the chin to force-feed her the poison she had so carefully smuggled into the compound for Kaoru.]
Rrghkk—
[She doesn't want to swallow, but first bits of the powder trickle down her throat before she can muster up the strength to stop gasping for air and spit it back out, and the rest soon follows. Her knees buckle and her shoulders sag; if the two holding her by her wrists were to let go, she would most certainly fall to the ground and curl up in on herself as the poison works its way through her system.
It isn't so severe, at first, but as the seconds tick by her body is wracked by tremors and beads of sweat start to roll down her face. The poison is, overall, slow-acting, but it starts from the inside and works its way out, rotting and decaying her from within. Her demonic abilities are going into overdrive in an attempt to keep it at bay.]
Nnrrgh...
[Her hair begins to bleed white, but no amount of purity in her bloodline will be able to purge this from her system. She'll be left in agony for quite a long time, either until someone gets her a dose of the antidote or until she succumbs. The irony that she's being subjected to what she was intending for the Nagumo clan is not lost on her.]
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Back with Sen, the men who are holding her do indeed drop her, because there's certainly no point in worrying about her trying to run now.]
Get her back inside!
[This order comes while the man with the pouch ties the strings back up again. There's still a small amount left to use for various Underbelly Of The Demon World nefarious-type things, after all, so there's no sense in throwing the bag away.
The two who had been holding her before will roughly pick her up by the wrists again, though it's a short stint this time. They only stop long enough to quite literally throw her back into the darkness of the pit, but the door is still left open.
Back with Kaoru, who has finally managed to work his way through the pain long enough to actually think things through--]
—Where did they take it?
[The pouch, obviously; he doesn't bother clarifying, instead focusing on shooting the overseer as much of a nasty look as he can manage.]
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On Kaoru's side of things, the overseer doesn't seem at all fazed by Kaoru's nasty look, probably because he knows that as much vitriol as there may be stewing within him, there just isn't anything he can do about his situation so there's no reason to be bothered. What's he going to do, fight back again and get his other shoulder dislocated? Maybe a knee...
He just returns the venomous look with a bland one and shrugs lightly, and though he knows exactly what is being done, he keeps his answer relatively vague.]
Returning it to its rightful owner, I believe.
[It's fairly obvious what Kaoru was referring to. And then, less vaguely -]
Someone who would bring such poison into another family's home must be prepared for the consequences, wouldn't you say?
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Back with Camp Failure, Kaoru will just STEW IN HIS INEPT FURY while that's happening, because the overseer is entirely correct to assume that nothing can be done as things are now. He's too well-restrained, too closely watched, and the looming threat of having to deal with more dislocations is enough to keep him from struggling too much, especially since he already knows he wouldn't be able to break out of his bindings before being caught.
Instead, he falls back on his words, spitting them out tersely in an attempt to conceal his growing panic.]
You won't be able to get away with this. This isn't like the thing you've covered up before.
[A frantic part of his mind wonders briefly if Sen is perhaps immune. Her bloodline is powerful, after all, and even if she may have some human blood in her - well, maybe she has some other type of defense.]
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The overseer's response to Kaoru's statement is a sardonic smile and a laugh - it's not at all pleasing to the ear, mostly because it is absolutely malicious.]
Does it matter? It's a fact that she came into our home under false pretenses, bearing poison. Any actions we take from here on are only in self-defense.
[He sneers.]
No one can claim otherwise. No one will claim otherwise. [He leans in to fix Kaoru with an intense stare. Kaoru is included in that, apparently.] Should anyone ask, you will tell them exactly who brought that poison in.
[If there's an investigation, the Nagumo clan won't let Kaoru get away with doing anything less than backing them up 100%. If there isn't, then it won't matter. He doesn't seem at all worried, considering the first "shot," so to speak, was fired by the Princess of Yase and not by them.]
If you're so concerned, why don't you watch over her as she breathes her last?
[He sure is going to make Kaoru sit with a dying person when there's nothing he can do to stop it... Sen isn't immune, sadly, and she is very aware of what the remaining guards are saying. She looks forward to the day when she can prove them wrong.
The overseer snaps his fingers and gestures for some of the guards to drag him away.]
You can come out once she's dead.
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That said, Kaoru reflexively leans away as soon as the overseer leans in. As much as he wishes he could hold his own against these people, he can't entirely put away his own fear, either. But he does manage to shoot back as much of an indignant, defiant look as he can muster when the man demands him to condemn Sen along with the rest of the clan. He doesn't say so aloud, but it's clear he has no intention of playing along that easily.
But then SHITHEAD DECIDES TO GO TURBO SHITHEAD and that actually causes fear to spike so acutely in Kaoru that his mouth goes dry. It's too scary, too scary, he can already imagine the accusation in her eyes - because it's his fault, isn't it? He should have hid the damn thing better or fought harder to keep it and now the only person who has ever said that they actually want to be his friend is dying and it's irrevocably his fault.]
Wait—
[It comes out shakier than he'd like, but he's too afraid to care. He can't face that. There's no way he can, but before he can protest more fully, he's already being roughly tugged to his feet again and pulled from the room. His struggles are feeble because of his injuries and restraints, but he still makes an attempt, until they eventually decide that picking him up is the faster option. A chorus of "put me down!" and "stop right now!" follow them down the hall until Kaoru, much like Sen, is tossed into the room like a potato.
...HI ROOMMATE. Kaoru looks petrified.]
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Well, even if he did have it squirreled away somewhere rather than it being in the clutches of the Nagumo, it wouldn't help him now. Nothing stops him from being thrown into the room alongside Sen, and even when he is, she doesn't look up; she stays hunched over with her arms wrapped around herself, doing her best to muffle the whimpers of pain that the poison is drawing from her.
It's only a few minutes later, after the guards have taken their positions up outside the room (on the off-chance that Kaoru tries to make a break for it) and gotten all but settled in that she finally does look up.]
Ah..?
[Then she hadn't imagined it when she heard him being thrown in; she had thought perhaps it had been a hallucination. There isn't any sort of accusation in her expression, which is pained and strained - there is, however, a slight amount of confusion. A moment later, after it really sinks in that he's here, her brow creases in concern.]
They— didn't poison you too, did they..?
[She knows they didn't give her a full dose, and she's terrified they may have given the rest of it to him.]
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But back in the fun pit, Kaoru's sure looking traumatized already. He's never seen anyone die by poisoning before, and the sheer amount of pain that she seems to be in has him feeling sick to his stomach. An agonizing, slow death had seemed like a wonderful thing to him when he imagined the clan elders being the ones who wore it, but this is just horrifying. A chilling, awful experience.
There's no accusation present from her, at least, but that leaves him feeling almost worse than he would have if his fears were met. He doesn't deserve the concern he sees. Her question has him shaking his head rapidly, unable to find his voice just yet. No, he wasn't that unfortunate...
He can't seem to force the words out, but he does eventually force himself closer to her side. One hand reaches out tentatively toward her, but stops and hovers in the air between them instead.]
I— Can I... [A deep breath. His voice is thin, and it wavers.] ...I don't know how to make it- less painful.
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The only way to lessen the pain is to succumb to it entirely, and Sen has no intention of dying, though she's sure this clan intends to leave her for dead. Making this experience less painful, then, is utterly impossible - but she doesn't want to say that to Kaoru's face when he seems so distraught already.]
...you don't... have to.
[She'll gloss over the topic, and do her best not to allow the strain to become too noticeable - but there is only so much she can do, and it's plain to hear in her tone of voice in spite of her attempts to make it steady.]
All I must... must do is endure. [She takes a breath, and it's shakier than she would like.] Kimigiku. When she...
[She isn't able to finish the sentence because another spasm of pain shoots through her, and she has to press her lips into a thin line to keep from crying out. But the meaning can be easily inferred, perhaps - the poison had come from Yase. If she can survive long enough for Kimigiku to return her to Yase, the antidote can be administered. Of course Kimigiku won't be carrying it with her because she has no way of knowing the princess has ingested it, but this poison was always meant to drag out the death and make it long and painful, so there is a chance that there will be enough time for her to be rescued and brought home for treatment.
Her eyes lock on Kaoru's hand in the space between them and she reaches for it, her own hand trembling. If he allows her to take his hand, her grip will be light and delicate, but undeniably there; he can at least feel that she hasn't been so sapped of her strength that she is slipping beyond help already.]
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Sen can hope for the best, but Kaoru will take it upon himself to try facing the grim reality of this situation. If Kimigiku hasn't come yet, what are the chances that she'll arrive in the nick of time? And even if she does, how quickly will they be able to make the trip back? No, the most likely scenario here is the one in which Sen dies alone, away from the friends and family of her mountain village, agonized and with only the hand responsible for her poisoning to hold.
At the very least, he can make sure that her death isn't a drawn-out spectacle. His grip on her hand tightens a little.]
Please try not to strain yourself...
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She isn't so lost in the poison's throes that she can't think clearly enough to realize that.
There is something else she is thinking clearly enough to know she must speak of - what worries her is whether or not she has the strength to speak of it without making how much the poison is hurting any more obvious than it already is. Though he tells her not to strain herself, she shifts so that she can use her free arm to push herself up into a sitting position.]
Just— to be safe...
[Just on the off-chance that Kimigiku is too late, that she succumbs to this poison before she can return to Yase - ]
I should tell you what I know of... your sister.
[Of her whereabouts, and of who exactly Yukimura Kodo is and where he lives and what he's doing. So that even if, for some reason, the man does move away and take Chizuru with him, Kaoru will have something to go on to track them down.]
...I promised that... I would bring you to her. [But such a promise may not be able to be kept.] I must— If I can—... you must see her again, someday...
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...He'd like to think that he's still a good person. Even living like this, he'd like to believe that he hasn't gone black at heart - that there still exists something in him that's decent. But the more he thinks about it, the less he wants to stop her from continuing. He pulls his lower lip between his teeth, biting down, and tightens his grip. Not enough to be painful - just enough to help ground him a little.
He really needs it.]
...Only tell me what you can... please. But if the strain is too much...
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But it had been, and the poison may very well keep her from keeping her promise to him, so no matter what the cost she has to do what she can to equip him to find his sister once he's out from under this clan's thumb.]
I think I said before that she is in Edo... [They're off to a great start, and by great I mean awful; her voice trails off, but only because a moment later she is coughing violently. She turns her head to hide it but Kaoru may be able to pick up on the scent of blood. That's unfortunate. Once the coughing ceases, though, she takes a moment to catch her breath before continuing.] She is being raised by a man named Yukimura Kodo... He is a distant relative of yours, I believe. [This is important to know because it'll be much easier to track down a man than a young girl - most people don't pay attention to girls and their doings.] He is also a doctor of Western medicine. The pair of them are masquerading as— [She cuts herself off, again, feeling as though she might cough, but a few seconds pass without incident and then she continues.] As humans. The doctor seems to have succeeded at convincing her she is utterly normal. However, there are some Shogunate officials who know of their heritage.
[Her grip on his hand tightens.]
...should I be unable to take you to her... Members of the Shogunate will be keeping a close watch on the doctor because of what he is. You can find him through them, and find her through him.
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His grip tightens a little in return, and the sound that comes from him resembles a choked sob. He's caught somewhere between relief at now knowing this and distress over why he's being told this information now - that creeping toxin, destroying this impossibly kind person where she lies.]
Thank you— thank you, thank you so much-- [His head bows, obscuring the way that his eyes water up and well over. She may be able to feel a few teardrops against her hand.]
I'm sorry. I can't do anything... I can't do anything at all for you, but— [He sniffs, trying his best to meet Sen's eyes. His voice is kept low for the sake of not being understood by the guards, who seem to be enjoying the spectacle that the two of them make.]
—If it becomes too much to bear, I'll send you off as kindly as I can.
[HE'S REALLY TRYING TO HELP BUT THAT IS PROBABLY NOT A GOOD WAY TO DO IT. It's not like he knows any better, though. With the absence of hope comes the harshness of having to do what's necessary.]
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The teardrops splatter onto her hand and she actually looks a little startled. In the short time that she's known him, he has seemed delicate - but she had assumed that a large portion of that was an act he put on for the Nagumo clan's benefit. Then again, perhaps she shouldn't be so surprised - he's just been told how he can find his sister and be reunited with her once he breaks free of this place; some amount of crying is to be expected.
What isn't expected is his offer to put her out of her misery. She really doesn't know what to make of that, nor does she really want to have to put him in the situation where he finally has someone offer to be his friend but then he has to end their life. A moment or two passes before she shakes her head almost imperceptibly.]
...let us hope it does not come to that. [She doesn't have any intention of ending her life. She still hopes that she can survive this. If only Kimigiku will get here soon...
She starts to pull her hand out of his, but only because she needs it to demonstrate something - once it's free, she brings her other hand to its palm and digs her nails in with as much strength as she has. Admittedly, it isn't much, but she does manage to break the skin after some effort and blood rises to the surface. She pulls her hands apart and turns them so that he can see her palm.
There is a faint orange light, and while it's healing more slowly than usual, the cut is still healing over.]
...I'll be fine for as long as my wounds continue to heal. [She takes a breath.] What makes this poison take so long to kill is that it tears you apart from within. But for demons... we heal, over and over, as it continues to do its work. It makes dying a longer process, but it also gives us more time.
[But if her healing stops altogether, and Kimigiku is nowhere nearby, it will be physically impossible for her to return to Yase in time to be given the antidote.]
I won't ask you to take my life... that sort of thing isn't a burden you should have to bear. Please put it out of your mind.
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He can't blame her for that, really. He's done nothing but commit blunder after blunder since she's arrived here, and this one's finally ended in her slow and excruciating demise. It still stings, though - that he wants to be able to offer just one thing to her in the sea of everything he's done wrong, and he can't even provide that. His eyes stay fixed on her palm well after the wound has sealed itself shut, and his hands twist anxiously in his lap, over and over and over.]
...What can I do, then? If not that...
[There has to be something. Just sitting here watching her die makes him feel so helpless in the face of everything, and he can only imagine that she feels the same.]
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[Her face contorts into a grimace and, since he's watching her palm, he'll see as her hands clench into fists and her nails dig into the skin as she tries to ground herself. She manages to keep from crying out or whimpering, at least. With the guards paying attention, she doesn't want to give them the satisfaction of knowing they've succeeded in making her suffer.
She also doesn't want them to hear what she's about to say, and for that reason it's probably a good thing that her voice is already rather weak and quiet.]
Please promise that even if I am unable to take you away from here, you won't let them keep this kind of power over you. [She glances up at his face briefly, but her eyes seem a little unfocused.] Become... become strong enough to make them regret it if they even think of mistreating you. Please...
[If the worst does happen and she does end up perishing, she wants to at least know that Kaoru isn't going to allow them to push him around forever.]
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When her hands clench, he watches. When she whispers that to him, his gaze drifts downward to the dirt beneath his knees. Is that sort of strength possible for him? Is it...? Will he ever be able to stand on his own feet? The thought of living pinned under the thumb of the Nagumo until the day he dies is enough to make him feel like vomiting, but he just doesn't know, he doesn't know if he can avoid that fate.
But here Sen is, asking for something like that even though she's suffering so much, herself. If it's for Sen - if it's for something like this, can he do it? Can he make them regret everything they've ever done?]
I— ...I'll do my best. I'll try - very hard. I'll continue to try. I'll do whatever I need to do to keep that promise.
[It's not the steel resolve he'll eventually grow into, but it's a flicker of something similar.]
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Good... Thank you.
[She can rest easy knowing that he isn't going to allow them to control him forever.
Resting easy, however, will have to come later; her expression contorts into a grimace of pain a few minutes after she speaks and she draws her hands back to herself to wrap her arms around her stomach. This time, she manages to keep from crying out loudly, but isn't able to stifle a whimper of pain. She doesn't want Kaoru to know how badly this hurts, either - she doesn't want to risk him blaming himself for this - but it is at least preferable to letting the guards know.]
Ah... I think... I think I'm going to try and get some rest now. [She glances at him briefly.] You ought to try, too...
[Before the clan members decide this is taking too long, or before Kimigiku shows up. If she comes alone, she won't be able to carry them both - since Sen would walk too slowly, Kaoru will have to be able to keep up. Sen desperately hopes that her bodyguard will think to bring at least one more person, but she can't think of any reason why she actually would, since she's had no chance to send word out to her to instruct her to do so.]
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...I'll try.
[Is all he says, once more. It's the best that he can offer. Vague half-promises that he's not sure he'll ever have the willpower or strength to carry out, or little white lies like this. He wants to stay awake to keep an eye on Sen. If she does have her final moments in this terrible place, at least one person should be witness to it.
But he'll settle down a little distance away from her - though still within watching range - and try to settle into some semblance of a resting posture.]
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As for her, slumber comes much more quickly than she expects - though really, it's less slumber and more mere unconsciousness. If she focuses on the pain enough, her body is all too willing to shut down so that it can handle it without any interference on her part.
Her breathing is shallow but relatively even, and the seconds tick away into minutes, which tick into hours. One of the guard peers in once, rudely asking "Is she dead yet?" - and if Sen had been conscious, perhaps she would have played dead in an attempt to fool them and escape, if she could be assured that Kaoru would have some way of escaping as well. But there is nothing that can guarantee that and the gentle rising and falling of Sen's chest as she slumbers is enough to give away that she's still alive, so the guard slinks away, seemingly disappointed.
It's nearly half a day after that that there is a sound from outside that is, perhaps, unexpected. It's not a commotion so much as it's a gentle rustle followed by two thuds in quick succession, and then - nothing. Nothing, because Kimigiku's footsteps are feather-light, but a few moments later she is peering into their prison. She lets out a sharp cry when she spots the unconscious princess.]
My lady! [She sounds appalled at the condition in which she has found her, and it's only after she has rushed to her side and started to pull her into her arms (Sen doesn't so much as stir during this, which is probably somewhat concerning) that she turns her attention to Kaoru. There's the accusatory look he had been expecting but hadn't ever seen on Sen...] What happened here?
[There is a quiet menace in her tone of voice. Frankly put, Kimigiku is pissed.]
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Of course, that fades as soon as Kimigiku shows recognition, and he's immediately scrambling away from both of them somewhat reflexively. If this person recognizes Sen, then maybe she had been right. Maybe there's still a chance, however slim, that a rush rescue can be made.
But the look and tone has Kaoru panicking. That and the stress of watching over a dying person for half a day has him stumbling over his words in his haste to get them out.]
Ah— Poison - it's some sort of poison, a- a slow acting poison? [His hands fumble clumsily at his obi for a second before remembering oh, right, he doesn't have either pouch to show her in the hopes that she might recognize it.] I'm— I'm not sure how long ago she was forced to take it. It's been hours... She hasn't woken up since she fell asleep.
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His answer makes a little more sense than she cares to admit, and the expression on her face is one of deep aggravation.]
I know the poison you mean. [It's okay that he doesn't have the pouch. Some of it has been missing from Yase's stores, and Sen's symptoms solve the mystery of where it ended up quite nicely.] If she is to survive, I must take her away from here immediately.
[She gets to her feet, taking Sen with her, and meets Kaoru's eyes. Immediately means she has no time to coordinate Kaoru's rescue nor can she allow for him to make a delay - but there is something almost challenging in the look on her face, as if daring him to speak up and say, "She would want you to take me with you."
Though, to be honest, Kaoru would probably do more good in the short run than harm. He would likely know that the chances of Kimigiku having gotten in this far undetected are slim; even now, other guards are approaching from the compound. He'll certainly be more familiar with their movements than she will, not that she seems altogether concerned by that.]
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But "if she is to survive" strikes a different fear into his heart, and Kimigiku's look has him cowing a little, fingers knotting together in a nervous, clumsy gesture. For lack of anywhere better to look, his gaze shifts first to the floor and then to the exit, darting and anxious. At the very least, he does seem to understand that he can help with the "immediate" part of this exit plan.]
—I can show you the quickest way to exit the compound.
[Which is partially out of a genuine desire to help, and partially out of a desperate grab for help before it escapes from his grasp completely.]
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Then do so.
[Kimigiku may be carefully holding on to Sen, but that doesn't seem to slow her down in the slightest - she'll follow Kaoru without hesitation because hesitation could prove fatal. However, she doesn't make conversation as he's leading her to the nearest exit. For one thing, their voices could be used to track them; for another, she already plans to leave him behind, and she doesn't want to grow attached enough to him to feel guilt for doing so.
It's probably a small blessing that Sen isn't conscious to pitch a fit that he's going to be ditched. She knows the princess can be rather stubborn (the fact that she's gone so far as to infiltrate the Nagumo compound only proves it), and she won't be able to disobey if she's given the order to take him. As long as she doesn't wake to give the order, it's just fine.
...it's only a temporary blessing. As they near the exit, the guards near them, and between the shouts and the inevitable jostling as Kimigiku begins to run, Sen stirs, flinching in pain.]
—Kimigiku? [She has the presence of mind to recognize whose arms she is in, at least, but she doesn't have the strength to turn her head, and so she can't seek out her roommate of half a day.] Kaoru! Where is—?
[She is hushed by Kimigiku clapping a hand over her mouth, eyes narrowing as the guards get closer. One of them has a bow and looses an arrow, which is narrowly dodged; it sticks in the trunk of a tree. Her bodyguard hisses in displeasure and tenses her knees as if to put on a burst of speed and leave all of them - Kaoru and Nagumo guards alike - behind, but Sen manages to bring her hand to Kimigiku's wrist and wrenches her hand away.]
Don't— [She wants to say "Don't leave him," but there isn't enough time. The guards are getting closer, some of them even speeding up and coming within grabbing reach of Kaoru, and she lets out a choked gasp.] Look out!
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