eighth breath ✧ action

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[When he was fairly sure the sky was clear of falling trees, Isamu had made his way outside toward the edge of town. It was late, but of the things the teen feared, creatures that went bump in the night weren't part of them. He didn't tell anyone he was leaving. He just went

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[yumemi_kakyo]

[Recognises you on his way back home and approaches.] Isamu-san? Are you alright?

[causeblocked]

[Aw, man. Someone just had to find him and bother him first, didn't they? Isamu blinks up at him, looking a little irritated but with none of the pure negativity he'd shown the first time they'd met. It takes him a moment to recognize him in return.]

Oh, I know you...

[Wait, he'd asked a question.] Yeah, I'm fine. Just taking a break, that's all. [It wasn't the sort of tired that came from a lack of sleep this time. He was just drained from, well, whatever he'd been doing.]

[yumemi_kakyo]

Here...? [Looks around at the chaos that remained from today's... activities.]

((OOC: Is this before or after the Moro thread? Cause this is victim #3 and he'll be injured. If it's after then I'll type in his injuries in the next tag.))

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((After, technically, but whether it's before or after he's injured is up to you. Also, he'll only be going back with one person, and since Naoki replied that'll most likely be him. ^^;))

Why not? [Isamu smirks a little.] Don't think any more trees are falling.

[yumemi_kakyo]

((...Okay, it's late, it's dark, he's standing in the shadows and only his face can be seen, he used some healing magic, he has a high pain tolerance and he doesn't want to inconvinience anyone. There, problem solved. XD))

[Nods a little] Yes... that's true...

[Gives Isamu a faint, slightly strained smile.] Be careful then, Isamu-san.

But I didn't want to run you off, either. ;_;

[causeblocked]

[Isamu frowns, watching him.] Hey, hold up.

You were pretty nosy last time.

O-Okay... play it by the ear? o.O

[yumemi_kakyo]

[Stops and nearly keels falls over. He just spent one or two hours walking through the forest after being chomped in his middle by Moro, so excuse his ...un-nosiness.]

...I have my dreams... remember? And Naoki-san said everything was alright when I saw him after... the talk that you two had...

[He's still in the shadows, but can you see at least the outline of something tied firmly about his middle, with one hand pressed over it? And do you smell the lingering scent of blood?]

Can do.

[causeblocked]

Oh right. Those... [Staring at you a little warily now.]

...Hey, which direction did you just come from?

[yumemi_kakyo]

[causeblocked]

From the woods, you mean. [Frowning, but not following.] Don't tell me you went and got yourself munched on.

[yumemi_kakyo]

[Pausing for abit so that the world will stop tilting on its axis.] ...It was because of Yuber that I was in the forest, I think...

[He had a lot of time to kill making his way back here after all. More than enough to try and piece the situation together.]

[causeblocked]

But you were still there. [He doesn't really care about the hows.] And now you're probably bleeding, am I right?

[yumemi_kakyo]

...I ...Well... [The wounds were still bleeding sluggishly, yes. Were those black spots in his vision? He should really hurry to the clinic... And if he dropped his journal when he was teleported by Yuber... it should be somewhere around the area as well...

...He might have been mumbling that train of thought. How much did Isamu hear?]

[causeblocked]

Man...

[Isamu didn't have much of an opinion, good or bad, about this guy. But he was a friend of Naoki's (the guy had too many friends, seriously), and this might be an opportunity for, well...] Hold on. Let me take a look at you.

[He stood up and walked to Kakyou's side. The light wasn't the best, but he could tell there were some seriously ragged puncture wounds there. It definitely looked like he'd almost been wolf chow, and with all the blood he'd lost it was amazing he was still on his feet.] I've... never actually done this on a person. Don't know how much I'll be able to manage, but... Hold still, okay?

[Isamu holds his hands up near some of the wounds, looking uncertain. After a moment, there's a faint glow over the injuries. The spirits work differently with everyone, and rather than a solid glow over the wounds, a strand of energy seems to be weaving through the torn skin, much like stitches. So far, this is the best way he's been able to focus the magic into being.]

[yumemi_kakyo]

[Not having the energy to think too much about anything right now, Kakyou would have pulled away the coat he had been using to staunch the flow of blood without any argument at Isamu's request, letting out a gasp of pain as the wounds were jolted again. Not fun at all.

He blinks tiredly as he watches the healing magic at work. Huh. That was different. His had mostly been manifesting as a barrier of sorts...

...Did he say that out loud again?]

[causeblocked]

Yeah... I don't really know how it's supposed to work, really.

[The glow fades after a while, and Isamu slumps tiredly.] There. That might hold you until you get to the clinic. And you better head right there.

And... [He pauses to look up and glare.] You better not tell a single damn person what I just did.