Mar 11, 2011 23:36
attack of the killer clown,
!video,
spinner-chan ;__;,
honk honk oh shit--,
!plot: dark carnival,
oh god oh man oh god,
!text,
...,
so out of it right now,
he survived somehow,
what the fuck is going on,
death can die????
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It's... a good thing his wounds have stopped bleeding, because he is COATED in black and blue blood at this point. Bother? Wonder wtf is going on in the dorm and why this kid just limped in with all this blood?
The smell is probably pungent, still. ]
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...inward sigh.]
Do you know where you're most badly injured?
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It's... mostly... [ A breath, and a wince. ] Internal. I... don't think you could... do much.
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A nod, and he pulls a cloth from the kit, stepping over to the sink to dampen it with warm water.]
...Then we'll have to find a doctor even sooner.
[Not Alpha though. He doesn't trust Alpha at all, all things considered. And he crouches before Ryoji again, and, expression calm, if sad. And he reaches out and gently wipes away some of the blood on the other's cheek, shaking his head slowly.]
...Ryoji-kun...getting yourself hurt like this will make people sad.
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I didn't... think he'd...
[ A long pause as he just... struggles to breathe. ] Gamzee... was a really nice guy. Not... like him at all.
I don't know what-- [ Another wince, from the pain. ] --happened.
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And he reaches for the now cooled tea, setting it beside Ryoji. It won't do much--nothing he has done tonight has done much--but at least it's there. It's really the least he can do.
And then he stands to clean off the washcloth and start again.]
...I don't know either, though I am sure we'll be able to find out.
[Or rather, he will. He would be making some calls, and perhaps some visits, soon, he was sure. ...but for now--]
Effy-san called; she said she was happy to know that you are still here, and would like to see you soon.
[Pause. Consider.]
Perhaps when you're better, we can all spend some time together again.
[And he returns, washcloth clean and a large bowl of warm water now in his hands. This will take some time, he supposes.]
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[ His every word is strained because every little bit of pressure--even this tiny amount--Minato puts on him is painful. Breathing is painful. Being alive right now is painful.
So he... has to concentrate on not wanting to pass out right now, honestly. He's not sure how he hung on before; sheer willpower, most likely. ]
Guess... she'll be worried, huh...?
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...I'll speak with her.
[Yes. She'll be worried. A murmur--]
I suppose there is a number of people to call.
[...]
Unless you've spoken to anyone already?
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That's... a no. ]
Only... the text.
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...hm.]
Alright. I'll see what I can do, then. You shouldn't be speaking for at least a few days anyway.
[Mental list of who to contact, mental liiiist--Ah, he should make sure Red and Dave and Namine are alright as well. And Natalia...
...distracted, yes. He blinks down at the bloody washcloth and washes it in the warm water, the water a mix of blue and black, a very, very muddy, dark blue.]
...I'm sorry, Ryoji-kun.
[That he couldn't be there for him; that he couldn't help more.]
But we'll...get through this.
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Right now, he's really just concentrating on anything. Anything to take his mind off the pain. ]
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...I'll find Akihiko-senpai, so we can get you to the hospital. The sooner you can rest, the better.
[A hesitant look. It's...clear that there's nothing more he can do, but...ah.]
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Blood? Blood...!
His eyes dart over to movement, realizing it's Ryoji and Minato. It doesn't take him long to realize that something very wrong has just happened, and Ryoji is in trouble. Adrenaline pumping, he makes his way over to Ryoji calmly, but his words are anything but.]
Ryoji! What the hell happened to you?
[Now taking a closer look and ...]
You're -- we need to get you to a hospital.
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I'll... I'll be okay, Senpai.
[ His chest was injured the most badly. Some broken ribs, possibly a lot of bruising, and Gamzee had severely injured him earlier in the wrist, it was... possibly at least sprained, or worse. And it was difficult to breathe, let along talk, since he was just about strangled to death by his own scarf.
There is, at least, no mistaking a ligature mark. ]
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