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[ He knew that blood was weighty, but carrying Maka when she had lost so much of it still managed to surprise him in how light she felt. There was almost as much crimson outside of her as there must be inside of her, he suspected.
Finding a quiet room, he lowers her to the ground so that her head is resting in his lap. He doesn't even know if she's properly conscious at this point. ]
action - continued;togana_keiriDecember 9 2011, 03:24:03 UTC
[She blinks her eyes open, but doesn't say anything. At this point, her skin is much too pale and clammy, and her breaths come slowly. Maka's expression though is relatively calm.]
Re: action - continued;denyamentiDecember 9 2011, 04:51:56 UTC
[ His hands ghost over her multiple wounds without actually touching them, a practiced eye judging the depth and damage and automatically translating it into minutes. Based on her near-stupor, Bakura thinks it's likely that she's already going into shock. His expression doesn't change, stays oddly detached. ]
action - continued;togana_keiriDecember 10 2011, 10:27:16 UTC
[She closes her eyes again, and her lips move silently. After a few seconds, one of her arms moves, and eventually moves it enough until one of her hands is near where his are. There's a pause in her movements, and then she lays her hand on one of his.
It's very cold, but the gesture is obviously deliberate.
Her lips move again, and the quietest words come out.]
[Action] Ask and ye shall recieve~rebelliousratDecember 11 2011, 17:30:03 UTC
[Even in the arms of a stranger, it doesn't take Jet long to find his way to the fallen scythe-wielder. The trail of blood helps. He cleans up what he can along the way, emerging into the room with a bloody rag in hand.]
“Maka!”
[The ending letters of the name dissolve into a hushed whisper. Jet eyes Maka's hand, and then eyes Bakura. The feed didn't show anything about this guy.]
Re: [Action] denyamentiDecember 11 2011, 17:45:54 UTC
[ Bakura eyes Jet silently, like he's weighing the probability of this being another puppet, then decides that the reaction seemed genuine. Still, he doesn't move from his position; only resting his free hand lightly atop the hilt of the knife at his hip. ]
[Action] And then I almost forgot to track this |DrebelliousratDecember 12 2011, 06:21:40 UTC
"I'm her-"
[The knife is noted. How Jet wishes he had something better to defend against it with. A little shiv is all he has for the moment, but it doesn't matter right now.]
"..We were dating."
[Maka's quiet stirrings snap the freedom fighter back to attention. He gets on his knees to edge closer. Is her voice really so faint already?]
"Hey. Would you have rather I stayed back there and fought with this?"
[Action] and then I DID forget to track this /headdeskdenyamentiDecember 13 2011, 02:15:23 UTC
[ Bakura doesn't do anything to discourage Jet's approach or their quiet conversation, merely kneels unmoving with Maka's head on the slope of his knee so she can at least be semi-comfortable in her last minutes -- though she doesn't seem to be in any pain by this point at all. Still, his body language makes it very clear that one wrong move by Jet will end messily for everyone. ]
There was a boy there, with a dragon's claw on his arm. [ he likens Allen's Innocence to the closest thing he can ] He stayed to fight.
lol you guystogana_keiriDecember 13 2011, 02:31:02 UTC
[She doesn't catch most of what either of them is saying, instead using the little energy she still has to unsuccessfully sit up. She can barely even lift an arm, and she slumps back against Bakura's knee, closing her eyes. Still, even if he shouldn't have come, it doesn't mean she isn't happy to have Jet there.]
...idiot...[She's quiet, but there's still a detectable fondness in her voice.]
[Jet confirms. Even for the odd description, he is aware of who the speaker intends. It hadn't been an easy choice on whether to assist the exorcist or follow Maka's trail. Measly weaponry or not.]
"He's strong. He'll be fine."
[He playfully chides back at Maka's insult, reaching down to brush her bangs from her eyes.]
"Hey- takes one to know one. Anything I can get you?"
[Jet bleakly glances to Bakura, hoping his eyes say what he won't. A healer.. isn't going to cut it this time, are they?]
Re: [Action]denyamentiDecember 14 2011, 01:27:23 UTC
[ Bakura understands the silent question; one doesn't know and cause enough death as he does to not know. If Maka had had a chance of surviving, the thief would not have stopped here. But if asked, he would just say he didn't like inconvenience.
He shakes his head just slightly. Too late. You should be quick. ]
[Jet bows his head in response to Bakura. He hasn't seen wounds like this a long time. The last time Maka was in this bad of shape he at least had Katara with him to ease her pain.]
"I'll keep you warm."
[He mutters, stripping off his shoulder armor to remove his orange overshirt and wrap it around her comfortingly. He takes care not to brush up against any of her visible wounds.]
Re: [Action]denyamentiDecember 15 2011, 02:38:14 UTC
[ Bakura scowls; they could drape Maka in a hundred blankets and it wouldn't make a difference, not with this much blood loss. He jabs Jet's arm sharply. ]
[ He knew that blood was weighty, but carrying Maka when she had lost so much of it still managed to surprise him in how light she felt. There was almost as much crimson outside of her as there must be inside of her, he suspected.
Finding a quiet room, he lowers her to the ground so that her head is resting in his lap. He doesn't even know if she's properly conscious at this point. ]
You're a mess.
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I guess you knew that much already.
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It's very cold, but the gesture is obviously deliberate.
Her lips move again, and the quietest words come out.]
...thank you.
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Tch.
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((ooc: Jet is good to come in any time!))
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“Maka!”
[The ending letters of the name dissolve into a hushed whisper. Jet eyes Maka's hand, and then eyes Bakura. The feed didn't show anything about this guy.]
“You got her out of there?”
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Yes. Who are you?
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...Jet...
...shouldn't...h-have come...
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[The knife is noted. How Jet wishes he had something better to defend against it with. A little shiv is all he has for the moment, but it doesn't matter right now.]
"..We were dating."
[Maka's quiet stirrings snap the freedom fighter back to attention. He gets on his knees to edge closer. Is her voice really so faint already?]
"Hey. Would you have rather I stayed back there and fought with this?"
[He feigns a joking smile at his pathetic knife.]
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There was a boy there, with a dragon's claw on his arm. [ he likens Allen's Innocence to the closest thing he can ] He stayed to fight.
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...idiot...[She's quiet, but there's still a detectable fondness in her voice.]
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[Jet confirms. Even for the odd description, he is aware of who the speaker intends. It hadn't been an easy choice on whether to assist the exorcist or follow Maka's trail. Measly weaponry or not.]
"He's strong. He'll be fine."
[He playfully chides back at Maka's insult, reaching down to brush her bangs from her eyes.]
"Hey- takes one to know one. Anything I can get you?"
[Jet bleakly glances to Bakura, hoping his eyes say what he won't. A healer.. isn't going to cut it this time, are they?]
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He shakes his head just slightly. Too late. You should be quick. ]
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...'s cold...
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"I'll keep you warm."
[He mutters, stripping off his shoulder armor to remove his orange overshirt and wrap it around her comfortingly. He takes care not to brush up against any of her visible wounds.]
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Talk to her. Just talk.
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