Array 101 [Voice]

[bloodseal_soul]

Mom, Brother, Sebastian, I'm not... coming home for a few days, I'm staying at the clinic for a while.

I took a tumble earlier and we're just making sure everything's in order, it's all fine.

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[sauceytomato]

You okay?!

[Sauce is slightly freaking out here. Just a little. :|]

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[bloodseal_soul]

Don't worry, I'm fine now. You can even come see me if you really want to.

A gigantic crab thought I was a snack, that's all.

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[sauceytomato]

Idiot...

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Wince. You didn't have to sound so much like Itachi while saying that, Sasuke.]

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[sauceytomato]

Could you have at least waited to do something stupid...?

[His voice's a little soft, here.]

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Silence. Dammit, he had such horrible timing on this one. Sasuke's got to be worried sick.]

I'm sorry, Sas'ke.

[The video feed flicks on, and he looks pale and tired, but freshly scrubbed clean, laying in the hospital bed on his back.]

See, I'm okay.

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[sauceytomato]

[He does not like that at all.]

... I'm coming.

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Yeesh, Sauce, you act like he's dying. But he's truly touched.]

Okay. I'm not going anywhere.

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[sauceytomato]

[After a while, Sasuke makes his way over to Unohana's clinic after making sure Hitsugaya was sound asleep. He recognized the room Al was in and immediately went to it, knocking on the door lightly before coming in.]

Al...?

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al was dozing, and already sick of chicken broth and all the other things he was eating to help him replenish his blood supply. He fingers twitched on the blankets, and he pulled them over his unbroken , but still badly bruised arms.]

Come on in.

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[sauceytomato]

[Sasuke stepped in the room fully, closing the door behind him before making his way over to Al's bedside. He didn't like how pale he looked at all.

He shouldn't be one to talk, though, not with the bruises that came after his struggles against his bed restrains. But bruises were bruises and they would fade with time. Bloodloss, however, was another matter.]

What did you do to lose so much blood...?

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al sighed and pulled his left arm out from under the covers. It was a sad mess of bruises, he'd need long sleeves and be very tender for a while.]

Crab pinchers. ... it lifted me up and crushed my forearm, and then jerked me around a little bit. Tore all of this open.

It was a mess.

[Al doesn't point out the bloody clothes balled up in the laundry basket. It looks like he murdered someone with a fork.]

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[sauceytomato]

[His eyes widen slightly at the sight.]

Why did... Why did you even go near a crab?

[He pauses for a moment before pulling up a chair to sit in, and his voice softens when he speaks next.]

Such an idiot, Alphonse...

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[bloodseal_soul]

I didn't, it came straight out of the river, and it had me before I could even move.

[Al pauses, staring down at his hands. That word's like a trigger, and it looks like it hurts.]

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[sauceytomato]

Too fast even for your alchemy?

[He knows it is, but well... He's been called an idiot a lot the past week, and even before that. And he's had so much going on lately that he's just... tired. So forgive him if he says something stupid.]

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[bloodseal_soul]

I can't use it without both hands.

[... and when something crushes your arm... you're not in the mood for pull-ups.]