53rd Record [Audio]

[historyrabbit]

[Fail!lock to Exorcists; still mostly protected by a basic lock.]

[Lavi's shaking too hard from the meat locker he was put into to be very good with his fingers and after a failed texting attempt to Vriska...]

C-c-cou-ld u-use so-o-ome b-bl-blank-ets o-o-or so-some o-oth-other ki-kind o-o-of sa-saf-safe he-heat tra-a-ansf-er.

[He'd say more but

Comments

[video]

[kanda_exorcist]

Blankets? What the hell happened?

voice;

[historyrabbit]

Bu-bu-butt-ton go-o-ot pus-pushed. F-fr-froz-ze.

[Video]

[kanda_exorcist]

[You see his face? He was worried about it, but hearing it was still shocking.]

Frozen? Shit. I'm coming over.

[And he's grabbing his blanket off the bed.]

voice;

[historyrabbit]

[Sob. Not really. He wishes he could have, hard enough to just concentrating on voices and trying to control the shakes.]

C-ca-n-n't s-s-say it i-is my fa-a-avo-orit-te de-eath.

[Place this after Jayne's visit and dumping of blankets? It's only three plus his own, but he's still cold.]

Video; -> In person

[kanda_exorcist]

Just sit there. [It's not long till he's walking through the door. Kanda drapes the blanket over Lavi and sits down on the bed.]

So you're just cold? Did they do anything else?

In person

[historyrabbit]

[Shivering under them all, head under one or two of the blankets. He's pale looking and his skin is dry and cracked but there's no frostbite.]

H-hy-yped m-m-me up s-so I-I cou-uldn-n't sl-leep. [Shudders though it's hard to tell with the shivers.] S-l-low-ly fr-froz-ze. B-bou-und a-a-and cou-uldn't mo-mov-ve.

In person

[kanda_exorcist]

Cheh. [His fists tighten, and his brow furrows. Was there nothing these bastard doctors wouldn't do to them? It made him angry, but it wasn't the time for that, Lavi looked terrible.]

Are the blankets helping at all.

[He scoots a little closer and ruffled the top of Lavi's blanket-covered head.]

In person

[historyrabbit]

[It's the least they could have done to him, he recalls dimly hearing talk of cutting him open and taking his heart out or replacing his blood with mercury. So this is the least... He'll look better later after he gets warm and gets some lotion for his cold-damaged skin.]

Li-litt-tle bit. W-war-mer th-than b-b-befo-ore.

[Warm hand. Sob. Leaning into it if he can, eye closed. Hair's a bit stiff with cold but at least it's not breaking off.]

Re: In person

[kanda_exorcist]

[Kanda raises an eyebrow at the way Lavi is leaning into his hand.]

Good. ... Why are you acting like your cat?

[Honestly Lavi, it looks like you want petted.]

In person

[historyrabbit]

[Flushing just a little, mostly in embarrassment.]

Yo-your ha-a-and i-is wa-warm, o-okay? [He's cold! Deal!]

In person

[kanda_exorcist]

Oh.. yeah, I guess it is.

[He gives him a sideways glance and starts basically petting him, rubbing from his head and down his back.] Does that help?

In person

[historyrabbit]

[God. This is so weird. Who would have thought that Kanda would do this for Lavi? That and his scars are almost as raw as sunburned skin thanks to the cold so Lavi ends up stiffening under the blankets as soon as his back is touched. Still, it's helping his blood circulate a lot better.]

Li-litt-tle bit. [Licks his cracked lips.] Hu-urts. [All the blood returning to places that were frozen.]

In person

[kanda_exorcist]

Hurts? [Kanda frowns at that, with Lavi heavily blanketed he had no idea what could be sore. He slows down the rubbing.. not sure if he was hurting more than helping.]

Should I quit?

In person

[historyrabbit]

I-it's he-elp-ping. [Shakes his head.] Ci-circu-la-ation. G-gon-gonna hu-urt.

In person

[kanda_exorcist]

Hm. [Kanda moves closer again, sitting so he was touching the rabbit. He puts his arm awkwardly around his back, resting his hand on Lavi's shoulder.]

I don't know what to do about your skin.

In person

[historyrabbit]

[Lavi shifts his head a little, looking at Kanda in a confused way but it's tired enough from the cold that he doesn't shove him away. Or try all bundled up like he is.]

I-I ca-an t-t-ta-ke c-are o-of it la-a-ater.