Who: Hatake Kakashi (
disillude), Gamma (
blackfoxed).
What: Gamma's passed out. Again.
Where: Some sad, lonely little street.
When: Sometime!!
You know it's an average day in Nuadoria when . . . Gamma's laying unconscious on the broken cobblestone of the city streets.
Yup. Totally normal.
Kakashi squints down at him critically, dragging his hands from his pockets and shaking them out loosely at his sides. "You haven't moved at all, have you?"
He stands there for a moment, letting the silence between them settle, and his familiar remains tightly tucked against the side of his neck until he leans down to pick Gamma up. Then she's taking flight from his shoulder, pushing off with her feet and soaring into the cloudy skies above him. Kakashi only passes her a quick glance as she disappears behind the branches of a high tree, his fingers latching tight around Gamma's wrist.
Shifting him from the concrete to his shoulder isn't too difficult, though he staggers slightly as he straightens, locking one arm around the backs of Gamma's legs. He's not thinking too much of the five hundred scowls he knows he's going to get from him when he finally wakes up. Gamma tends to be painfully prredictable when it comes to dealing with him.
Honestly, he's done this man so many favors by now he would think it'd make up for all the other times he's (accidentally!) fucked him over.