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This is an RP between Mathiu, Hugo and Futch after Futch has been extracted from the bush he's hiding in. ...There's really not much to say about it.
Hugo: *kneels down beside Futch, concern written over his face.* Futch? I'm going to take you up to the infirmary, ok?
:Futch: *does what he's been doing to every one else and tries to hide in the bush*
Hugo: Futch? Please? *doesn't approach Futch, wanting to give him some space.*
Futch: *Shakes his head* I'm fine
Hugo: At least let me take you inside and get you something to drink. *holds his hand out to Futch*
:Futch: *Somehow gets further into the bush* I said I'm fine!
Hugo: From where I am, you don't look fine. I'm going to ask one more time, then I'm just gonna take you there. Please Futch?
Futch: *glares at Hugo*
Hugo: *in a swift movement, the Karayan moves forward and picks up Futch. Before Futch can begin to protest, Hugo is up and moving towards the infirmary.*
Futch: *gives a yelp of pain* Hey!
Hugo: Where does it hurt? *Hugo's doing his best to be gentle, but it's not easy carrying someone with a broken arm that is throbbing from having weight put on it. Hugo grits his teeth, and continues onward*
Futch: ...Everywhere
Mathiu: *has the door to the infirmary open and is tending to the patients in there already*
Hugo: M-mathiu ... *Hugo walks through the infirmary door with Futch, the strain showing on his face.*:
Mathiu: *rushes to help Hugo and takes the dragon knight from him. he's not very strong but he manages, awkwardly* What...happened to him?
Futch: *hides his face into Hugo's shoulder*
Hugo: I-I don't know. He was in the bushes outside Juan's dojo. He says he hurts everywhere.
Mathiu: *steadies the boy and goes to lay him down on a cot* And you carried him all the way here? With a broken arm?
Hugo: *grunts in reply, and goes to get clean towels and start boiling some water.*
Futch: *curles up into a ball and hides his face*
Mathiu: *examines Futch*
Hugo: *ignores the blood on his clothes, and brings over the towels and water.* Mathiu?
Mathiu: *sighs as he sees all the cuts and bruises on the frantic young man* Get me a sedative, Hugo. There should be some Bellis Wheat in the cabinet...*speaks gently* Futch...
Hugo: I mix that with hot water, right? *is already on his way over to the cabinet.*
Futch:*tearfully* What?
Mathiu: Warm water, yes. *to Futch* I'm going to give you something to drink. I want you to take it so I can stitch up these cuts without causing you any pain. Before you do...can you tell me what happened?
Futch: *shakes head* No...I can't
Mathiu: *smiles very softly at the boy* All right. But it would help me a lot of help you if you could remember anything...
Hugo: *prepares the sedative, and walks over to Mathiu and Futch.* You're safe here, Futch. *hands the mixture to Mathiu.*
Mathiu: *takes the cup and offers it to Futch* Drink this and when you wake up, we'll have you all patched up.
Futch: *Takes cup , looks into it and begins to sob* No, It's my fault
Hugo: *stays at Mathiu's side, not sure of what to do.*
Mathiu: Nothing's your fault. *waits for Futch to drink it*
Futch: Yes it is...this whole thing is my fault...if I hadn't chased of Sharon we wouldn't have gone on thatt expetion to rescue her and Fred wouldn't have gottne lost and then the thing wouldn't have posseded him!
Mathiu: *raises a brow at the mention of Fred but keeps his voice and demeanor even and calm* We'll deal with Fred later. Right now, we need to get all those cuts on you stitched. You don't want to risk an infection.
Hugo: *nods, and begins preparing needle and thread for Mathiu*
Futch: *still crying starts to drink*
Mathiu: *frowns as he turns to Hugo and whispers* I need a pair of scissors...
Hugo: *nods, and retrieves them for Mathiu. When he speaks, it is in a whisper.* What do you think happened to him?
Mathiu: *whispers to Hugo* I've seen behavior like this only twice before...I hope I'm not right...especially in a child...
Hugo: What is it, Mathiu?
Mathiu: *shakes his head slightly as he whispers* We'll talk later...we don't want to spook him.
Futch: *finishes the drink and stares at the empty cup*
Hugo: Here, I can take that Futch.
Futch: *let's him take it*
Mathiu: ....*waits for the sedative to take effect*
Mathiu: *arranges his tools like the neurotic that he is as he waits for Futch to fall asleep*
Futch: *rubs at eyes and yawns* Is it supposed to work this fast?
Mathiu: *turns to Hugo and whispers* Head to the store in Iksay and purchase some maskic salve, please.
Hugo: *nods and grabs some potch from under his bed.* I'll be back soon. *leaves*
Mathiu: *calls after him* I'll pay you back. *to Futch* Yes...it's a very fast acting...
Futch:...I see.
Futch: Mathiu...I'm sorry to put you through this.
Mathiu: *smiles* No worries, Futch...though, if you can remember what happened--what weapons were used and such--it will make my job easier.
Futch: ...I was shoved to the ground, I think most of my cuts are from rocks and twigs and other stuff.
Futch: He used his fist a lot too...
Mathiu: *nods and listens*
Futch: And...*chokes off a sob*
Mathiu: *listens as he prepares his needles, careful to keep them out of Futch's line of sight*
Futch: *sobs* I was off guard that I couldn't stop him...I'm so weak
Mathiu: You're not weak...
Futch: But he...he..*squeez's eyes shut*
Mathiu: *sighs* He touched you, didn't he?
Futch: *Doesn't say anything and looks over at the cot where Landis is*
Mathiu: *leans down and looks at the boy* That is not your fault. You did nothing wrong.
Chimou Hervey: Futch: I wasn't strong enough to stop it
Mathiu: Futch, you did everything you could. No one could ask for more. *silently steams...*
Futch: *reaches for the pillow to hind under* But...I feel so...dirty
Mathiu: I can't say that I've ever been where you are right now, but that dirt you feel is not your own. It's not your fault...and I'm going to fix it, okay?
Futch: *is too tired to argue so nods, even though he doesn't believe it*
Mathiu: *watches the boy fall asleep and begins his work*
Futch: *falls into a dreamless sleep*
Hugo: *kneels down beside Futch, concern written over his face.* Futch? I'm going to take you up to the infirmary, ok?
:Futch: *does what he's been doing to every one else and tries to hide in the bush*
Hugo: Futch? Please? *doesn't approach Futch, wanting to give him some space.*
Futch: *Shakes his head* I'm fine
Hugo: At least let me take you inside and get you something to drink. *holds his hand out to Futch*
:Futch: *Somehow gets further into the bush* I said I'm fine!
Hugo: From where I am, you don't look fine. I'm going to ask one more time, then I'm just gonna take you there. Please Futch?
Futch: *glares at Hugo*
Hugo: *in a swift movement, the Karayan moves forward and picks up Futch. Before Futch can begin to protest, Hugo is up and moving towards the infirmary.*
Futch: *gives a yelp of pain* Hey!
Hugo: Where does it hurt? *Hugo's doing his best to be gentle, but it's not easy carrying someone with a broken arm that is throbbing from having weight put on it. Hugo grits his teeth, and continues onward*
Futch: ...Everywhere
Mathiu: *has the door to the infirmary open and is tending to the patients in there already*
Hugo: M-mathiu ... *Hugo walks through the infirmary door with Futch, the strain showing on his face.*:
Mathiu: *rushes to help Hugo and takes the dragon knight from him. he's not very strong but he manages, awkwardly* What...happened to him?
Futch: *hides his face into Hugo's shoulder*
Hugo: I-I don't know. He was in the bushes outside Juan's dojo. He says he hurts everywhere.
Mathiu: *steadies the boy and goes to lay him down on a cot* And you carried him all the way here? With a broken arm?
Hugo: *grunts in reply, and goes to get clean towels and start boiling some water.*
Futch: *curles up into a ball and hides his face*
Mathiu: *examines Futch*
Hugo: *ignores the blood on his clothes, and brings over the towels and water.* Mathiu?
Mathiu: *sighs as he sees all the cuts and bruises on the frantic young man* Get me a sedative, Hugo. There should be some Bellis Wheat in the cabinet...*speaks gently* Futch...
Hugo: I mix that with hot water, right? *is already on his way over to the cabinet.*
Futch:*tearfully* What?
Mathiu: Warm water, yes. *to Futch* I'm going to give you something to drink. I want you to take it so I can stitch up these cuts without causing you any pain. Before you do...can you tell me what happened?
Futch: *shakes head* No...I can't
Mathiu: *smiles very softly at the boy* All right. But it would help me a lot of help you if you could remember anything...
Hugo: *prepares the sedative, and walks over to Mathiu and Futch.* You're safe here, Futch. *hands the mixture to Mathiu.*
Mathiu: *takes the cup and offers it to Futch* Drink this and when you wake up, we'll have you all patched up.
Futch: *Takes cup , looks into it and begins to sob* No, It's my fault
Hugo: *stays at Mathiu's side, not sure of what to do.*
Mathiu: Nothing's your fault. *waits for Futch to drink it*
Futch: Yes it is...this whole thing is my fault...if I hadn't chased of Sharon we wouldn't have gone on thatt expetion to rescue her and Fred wouldn't have gottne lost and then the thing wouldn't have posseded him!
Mathiu: *raises a brow at the mention of Fred but keeps his voice and demeanor even and calm* We'll deal with Fred later. Right now, we need to get all those cuts on you stitched. You don't want to risk an infection.
Hugo: *nods, and begins preparing needle and thread for Mathiu*
Futch: *still crying starts to drink*
Mathiu: *frowns as he turns to Hugo and whispers* I need a pair of scissors...
Hugo: *nods, and retrieves them for Mathiu. When he speaks, it is in a whisper.* What do you think happened to him?
Mathiu: *whispers to Hugo* I've seen behavior like this only twice before...I hope I'm not right...especially in a child...
Hugo: What is it, Mathiu?
Mathiu: *shakes his head slightly as he whispers* We'll talk later...we don't want to spook him.
Futch: *finishes the drink and stares at the empty cup*
Hugo: Here, I can take that Futch.
Futch: *let's him take it*
Mathiu: ....*waits for the sedative to take effect*
Mathiu: *arranges his tools like the neurotic that he is as he waits for Futch to fall asleep*
Futch: *rubs at eyes and yawns* Is it supposed to work this fast?
Mathiu: *turns to Hugo and whispers* Head to the store in Iksay and purchase some maskic salve, please.
Hugo: *nods and grabs some potch from under his bed.* I'll be back soon. *leaves*
Mathiu: *calls after him* I'll pay you back. *to Futch* Yes...it's a very fast acting...
Futch:...I see.
Futch: Mathiu...I'm sorry to put you through this.
Mathiu: *smiles* No worries, Futch...though, if you can remember what happened--what weapons were used and such--it will make my job easier.
Futch: ...I was shoved to the ground, I think most of my cuts are from rocks and twigs and other stuff.
Futch: He used his fist a lot too...
Mathiu: *nods and listens*
Futch: And...*chokes off a sob*
Mathiu: *listens as he prepares his needles, careful to keep them out of Futch's line of sight*
Futch: *sobs* I was off guard that I couldn't stop him...I'm so weak
Mathiu: You're not weak...
Futch: But he...he..*squeez's eyes shut*
Mathiu: *sighs* He touched you, didn't he?
Futch: *Doesn't say anything and looks over at the cot where Landis is*
Mathiu: *leans down and looks at the boy* That is not your fault. You did nothing wrong.
Chimou Hervey: Futch: I wasn't strong enough to stop it
Mathiu: Futch, you did everything you could. No one could ask for more. *silently steams...*
Futch: *reaches for the pillow to hind under* But...I feel so...dirty
Mathiu: I can't say that I've ever been where you are right now, but that dirt you feel is not your own. It's not your fault...and I'm going to fix it, okay?
Futch: *is too tired to argue so nods, even though he doesn't believe it*
Mathiu: *watches the boy fall asleep and begins his work*
Futch: *falls into a dreamless sleep*