Shan-Yu's Victory | By : lightbird Category: +M through R > Mulan (Disney) > Mulan (Disney) Views: 16642 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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The din of conversation in the tavern ceased as if it had been cut off with a sword and the men and women in the room turned to stare at the strange, skinny young girl that had nervously walked in. She was dressed in a soldier’s trousers and tunic and army boots, and her loose hair was worn short, coming down just to her shoulders, rather than down her back like other women. She looked sick. Her cheeks were flushed red and her eyes were glassy, a feverish glaze in them. There was a large splotch of dried blood on the man’s tunic that she wore.
The girl stood frozen, just as stunned as everyone else for a couple of minutes, then she pushed her hair out of her eyes and spoke up bravely. “Can someone help me? I need a medic.”
The stunned silence still hung in the air as the crowd in the tavern gawked at this oddity of a girl who was dressed like a man.
The woman working that evening stepped out from behind the bar and walked over to the girl.
“I’m Bi. Come with me. You can lie down on one of the couches upstairs and I will get the medic for you.”
“Thank you,” the girl answered.
Bi led her upstairs. “What’s your name?”
“Mulan.”
“What happened to you, Mulan? Why are you dressed like a soldier?”
The girl didn’t answer for a long time. Bi looked at her questioningly. Finally she spoke up, her voice steady and expressionless.
“My village was destroyed by the Huns. I am the only one that wasn’t killed. But I was wounded and my clothes were torn to shreds. An Imperial troop came to the village after the Huns were gone. They treated my wound and gave me clothes to wear. Unfortunately, this was all they had. And my wound bled all over it.”
Bi gestured to one of the couches in the main sitting room and told her to go ahead and lie down.
“I’ll bring the medic here.”
Bi turned and hurried down the stairs.
Mulan eased herself down on one of the plush, velvet red couches and looked around the dimly-lit room. It was immediately to the left at the top of the stairs, then there were closed doors on all sides of the room, probably leading to bedrooms.
She had an odd feeling as she looked over her surroundings and smelled the scent of the room. For a simple village tavern, the upstairs area was decorated quite lavishly. The couches were velvet and piled with cushions and the upstairs room smelled like incense.
Mushu poked his head out from her sleeve. “What kind of place is this?”
“I don’t know. I guess it’s an inn.”
“This is like no inn I’ve ever seen. Or smelled.”
They cut off their conversation at the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs and Mushu ducked his head back into her sleeve.
Bi disappeared through one of the doors off of the room as the medic tended to Mulan. He put his hand to her forehead and checked for fever. He frowned, then removed his hand from her head and took off the grey bandage wrapped around her body, inspecting her wound. Satisfied with the way it looked he covered it with a fresh bandage. He told her that the stitches were intact and that the wound would heal nicely as long as she rested.
“You will have a scar, but it won’t be that bad. The man who stitched the wound did a good job.”
“I’m in a lot of pain.”
“Yes, the area will be sore for a few days. I will give you some opium for tonight and a supply for the next few nights so that you are able to sleep.”
“Thank you.”
Bi stepped out of the room that she had gone to, holding a green, blue and white dress. The medic said something to her softly, then left.
Bi handed the dress to Mulan.
“Here. You can wear this.”
“Oh…thank you. That wasn’t necessary.”
“You don’t want to have to walk around in a bloody soldier’s uniform.”
“Thank you.”
“You can stay in that room for the night,” she told her, pointing.
“Oh, thank you, I need to go…”
“The doctor said that you should rest and not travel until you are healed.”
“Well, thank you for the dress. I’ll go in there to change.”
Mulan disappeared into the room with the dress and her supply of opium and shut the door. Mushu immediately hopped out and inspected the room, keeping his back to her as she changed into the dress that Bi had given her.
“What do you think, Mushu? I wasn’t planning to stay in town. I was going to camp out in the woods and head home in the morning.”
“The doctor said you should stay put. Still…I don’t know about this place.”
Mulan finished tying the sash to the dress and rolled her trousers and tunic up into a ball, then took a good look at the room she was in. The bed in the room was huge and was decorated in the same deep red color as the outer room. Though there was no incense lit, only candles, the scent of incense still hung in the air from an earlier time.
“What is that smell? It smells nothing like the incense we light in the temple.”
“It’s amber. I told you this is no ordinary inn,” Mushu said. He was about to say something else but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Yes?” Mulan called out as Mushu hopped up and disappeared inside her sleeve again.
Bi opened the door. “Oh, you look much better like that.”
“Thank you for the dress, and for offering the room for the night. But I don’t have any money. I really must leave.”
“Don’t worry about the money.”
Bi caught the look of alarm that crossed Mulan’s face and laughed.
“Don’t worry. I’m not going to put you to work here. I can see you’re not the type.”
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