Planetes
1.q. The Family Reunion (Earth and Mars)

Let's say that the fate of the embodiment of Neptune is being unlucky because his arm was scratched by fragments of wood while taking pictures in an extreme location and makes his blood automatically continuously flowing. The curse he hates the most because it means Elliot will have a hard time keeping him closed again.

Not because the platelets in his blood are lacking. Not because he has a genetic mutation. Suppose that was the case, Elliot would not swear.

That said, it was proof that Elliot had committed a great sin. What makes Elliot's eyebrows curly is that he does not remember what he did at that time if only Poseidon did not tell him.

Wearing? Ja. Even Elliot himself did not know how to break the curse. All the way home, Elliot continued to sigh.

He did not even realize that his sister was in his house. The Earth or its human name Freya.

"What's wrong, Neptune?"

For Mother Mentari. Almost the bentala jumped from its place earlier.

"Umm," how do you say it, huh? To be honest, he did not want to make his sister worried. "So my arm was scratched and the blood won't stop, brother."

Freya wanted to ask what made her sister look surprised, but the response made the look of her face slightly shriveled.

“Eh? You're all right? Wounded where?”

Because Freya did not see any injuries on the body of the sister. Is it possible to hide behind her wide clothes?

Soon, Elliot revealed his long sleeves and showed his left arm. It was a bit awkward because actually Elliot had never done this kind of thing in front of his brothers.

"This one, brother. It was scratched while it was cleaning up at work." An awkward smile was reflected in the ranum.

Condemn his stupidity for not being careful to cause such serious injuries. But it was already a job risk, Elliot could not blame the circumstances.

Freya's forehead added more wrinkle when he saw what happened to the arm belonging to the person aka Neptune it.

“Do not want to be treated? I'll help you if you want.”

Elliot's finally a bother again, right? The bentala was careful.

"Please, Brother." Elliot finally thrust his arm that he was born with gauze earlier. "I have trouble treating it."

Although he is a former doctor, it will be difficult if you have to sew the wound and treat it without adequate equipment. Elliot's wounds need to be sewn because they are wide enough and open longer causing irritation.

Inwardly, Freya was grateful that Elliot accepted her offer to be treated by her. Freya herself did not feel bothered. It's natural, right, to worry about your own sister?

“Oh, wait a minute.” The girl who was the embodiment of the earth immediately looked for a P3K box after seeing the condition of the arm. Was the wound given medication? Freya curious.

"Oui," Elliot nodded his head and waited for his brother to take out a medicine box to treat the wound. Was she curious, did she know where the medicine box was?

Elliot had time to give the medicine to his wound, but it didn't seem to work? Unknowingly he breathed again.

"Have you met Ismaya?" elliot asked while Freya was still looking for a medicine box. "Ah, you guys will provide a basin of warm water, needles and thread, yes."

Ismaya is the moon of the earth itself. The only natural satellite his brother owned.

Needles and thread? Freya's eyebrows shriveled again. But this earthly embodiment girl still took it without much question.

After finding the item she had been looking for, the girl rushed back to the starting place. Open the box, look around for the medicine thought out in the mind.

When he found the bottle of medicine, a question made Freya stop for a moment. The head is bent slightly, the mind of the earth tries to find the name called by his sister.

“Iskaya...? Don't-don't the silver-haired girl that was the '”

Forgive the memory capacity of the earth which can be said to be limited. Freya could not clearly remember the human name of any embodiment from her siblings, not even their children. Including his own son.

"Oui, that's right," Elliot agreed on the traits mentioned by his brother. "Have you met him?"

The head is tilted. Waiting for an answer from this planet of life before him. Surely while waiting for a wide wound on his arm treated anyway.

Because I don't know why the blood coming out of his wound is getting more and more. This curse is a bitch.

Freya performed sterilization on hook-shaped needles that would be used to sew her sister's wounds. Do not forget to remove the thread that is still neatly stored in plastic.

“Early, once. But he hasn't shown himself yet.... Hope he's okay.” Freya answered the sister's question.

"So it looks," he closed for a moment. Come to think of it, he rarely chatted with other celestial bodies.

While waiting for the sterilization process, Freya cleans Elliot's wounds. The contents of the drug are poured on a cotton swab, then slowly rubbed into the area of the wound that increasingly shed blood.

“Tell me if it hurts, yes.” word strand is spun from the fissure of the ranum Freya.

"It's going to be fine, in my opinion." There's a pause from Elliot's sentence before it resumes. "Oui, that's for sure, sister." reviewed the smile on the ranum.

After cleaning Elliot's wound, Freya picked up a sterile needle and thread and carefully began sewing Elliot's wound. This manifestation of Neptune knits the eyebrows when the tip of the needle pierces the skin. It hurts, that's for sure.

People who also had to stitch their wounds would also definitely feel the same pain. The process of suturing the wound took place in silence until Freya's voice broke the silence.

"It's over, Neptune. I'll just brush your wounds" said Freya while dressing her sister's wounds with clean gauze.

Freya herself did not have much of a chance to talk to her other siblings. Maybe because he used to be alone and separated long enough, this time he wanted to tighten the braid of the cord between brothers that stretch.

If Elliot is able to read Freya's mind, maybe Elliot will say that it's not her brother's fault. It is natural to get used to yourself after being apart for so long, because Elliot was like that. At least that was how he felt before his family and friends came to color his monochrome life.

"Hows it? Still sore?" freya asked her sister after tying her rag.

"No, brother. Thank you very much" a carefree smile broke out in Elliot's ranum.

"Together, Brother. Oh yeah, I can't call you Neptune all the time, can I? What's your human name?" the earth seemed to have forgotten to introduce its human name. "You call me Freya, okay?"

"Sir Freya," Elliot repeated the name immediately. "My name is Elliot Alexis Bouvard Urbaine Le Verrier. But, Brother Freya just call me Elliot."

Freya rubbed her net a few times. Why did this youngest sister choose a name along the memory lane so? He could hardly remember. Fortunately, Elliot gave him an alternative so Freya did not have to bother remembering all the names.

"Alright, Elliot. Have you eaten yet? Shall I make you some porridge?" the offer from the brother made this manifestation of Neptune stunned.

Is there after this war the porridge is stirred and not stirred?

— Mars

This is the story of when Elliot came home to study journalism and photography training. Actually he likes the atmosphere of the school, but somehow some sessions even make it must be battered. If asked why, it's because there are times when Elliot is required to sparring with his friend or 'something' prepared by his teacher.

He was still living with his older brother, Mars. So that everything experienced by his sister, Mars also knows. How beautiful Mars— or his human name Mori Shigeo, when he found his sister coming home in a condition similar to the victims of begal.

"Elliot, I feel like I heard you went to journalism and photography school. Why is your body so battered, huh?" both of Shigeo's hands were folded in front of his chest, and his countenance definitely implied an overwhelming annoyance.

Elliot gulped. This brother if he is angry, will definitely be upset. Do not even hesitate to spread terror to the earthlings if they feel outrageous.

"These are the injuries I get when sparring in the middle of the learning process" I Elliot honestly said. "But, please don't run over the teacher huh, sister."

Shigeo grunting. It could be that despicable earthlings imposed a way of teaching such a model. Had Elliot not pleaded, Shigeo had destroyed the school.

"Okay, I'm not gonna crash even if your school's not right." Shigeo sighed harshly. "I'll find you the best journalism school. So, you don't have to have injuries like now."

"Really, Brother?"

"Have Mars ever lied?"

"Thank you very much, Kak—WADAW!" he suddenly complained that his bruise had been pierced by Shigeo.

"Obati first wound you, bego!" shigeo's distinctive speech also glides smoothly from the ranum.

Elliot was finally resigned to be treated by Shigeo while lecturing at length. Although haphazard, Shigeo is a good brother. At least according to Elliot.

His other brothers also had different dispositions. However, he did not protest at all.

"Remember, after this don't deal with fights anymore. Already know your wounds are difficult to heal, want to put where my face will later if you meet your children, heh?" shigeo's scolding still continued.

"I understand, Brother. I'll be careful going forward," grimacing softly, Elliot nodded his head.

"Don't just be, '" Shigeo looked straight at Elliot. "Executed."

"It's done, really." Elliot finally puffed his cheeks in annoyance.

Ah, it seems like today feels longer than before.

—connect