Accessory Wars

Chapter 50-Felisa

            "Ah!" I cried as they pressed salve against my shoulder. Garreld and Seline stood by with worried faces. I had yet to un-equip Kami but I knew she'd be in rough shape once I did. The medical staff had hooked up IVs to my neck, which wasn't comfortable, and I sat motioness while they pumped me full of healing fluids. The scratches hurt but the medical staff patched them up well. The cleaner cuts scabbed off while the larger scratches continued to weep onto the bandages.

I closed my eyes, slipping my mind into the void. Kami looked over a hologram of herself in her equipped form projected out of her console. She rotated it back and forth, checking all the angles. I floated over, seeing the scratch on her leg, the gash on her am and a trio of cuts on her abdomen.

"It's not as bad as it seems," she said. She pointed to the damage on the holographic armor. "He managed to hit most of the reinforced pieces. Although, any damage isn't good news. The thicker armor will be weaker in upcoming fights. I'm also worried about here." She motioned to the area between her sternum and the bottom of her neck. While there was no physical damage on her, since it was on myself, the armor showed definite signs of strain.

"I can try to focus on keeping it defended," I offered.

"Either that or I can make some modifications. We have until tomorrow, after all." Kami spun the hologram around. "I'm just not sure where I should take from." "Let's not worry about it now. You need your sleep. I'll put on extra bandages and hope it keeps them protected." I rubbed my neck, my face slipping into a frown. "I just wish it wouldn't stand out so much."

Kami chuckled. "I've got you covered there."

I felt like I was choking, although maybe that was the point of wearing a choker. It didn't help my bandages made it feel even tighter. Kami lent me a choker necklace with a large spider broach on my throat. While an appropriate addition to my armor, I wished I didn't need to wear it all the time. In attempts to hide the bandage on my shoulder, we went to a local fabric store yesterday evening and bought some cheap black fabric to hide the white bandages. It seemed silly to hide bandages but a lot of people did. Bandages meant weak points in future fights. Fighters watch the previous fight footage to see where their next competition got injured so hiding it put up an illusion you might not have been as injured as they thought.

I looked over our bracket again, a bit thankful we were going against the storm attunement pair. Molten attunements gave me bad memories of Waterliep. I wasn't too concerned about the storm sisters as my worries lay with the next round. One potential opponent was a man with two Accessories: light and darkness. He used light in the first round and cut a groove into the protective glass deep enough it needed to be replaced. I never faced either of those attunements before so what sort of moves they contained worried me. It wasn't uncommon for fighters to hide some of their best moves to use as a hidden ace.

Kami reminded me I needed to focus on the upcoming fight first so I shifted my focus. Beatrice "Bea" and Orella Doftson were known as the storm twins in the doubles circuit. Their Accessories were Bea's son, Odin, and their nephew, Kashem. I wasn't sure I'd like having my family fight with me, particularly since both the boys weren't far out of high school. Then again, so was I but Kami wasn't related to me. I understood why they fought together. Good Accessory genes run in families. The twin sisters used to fight with their husbands until about a year ago. Then they went from almost unknown to one of the most known duos in the nation.

"Is it Bea who does typhoons?" Garreld asked as we waited for our queue time.

"No, Orella is typhoons. Bea's monsoons," I corrected.