Anyone Up For Some Bloodvomiting?

[curiousmalady]

[If you are walking along an obscure hallway in the DR, you may see a trail of small red drops on the floor leading to a secluded bathroom, from which a rather unpleasant sound is emanating. If you open the door, you will see a Komui, loose strands of hair dangling haphazardly from his long ponytail into a grimy sink where he is hunched over

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[technicore]

*pokes his head into the bathroom, and nearly stumbles backward at the gruesome sight*

H-hey... are you okay...?

[curiousmalady]

*looks sideways at him, his hair dragging in the sink.*

...I'm...I'm fine...go away....

[technicore]

No way are you fine. You're-- is that blood? *steps a little into the room* C'mon, you really need to go to the clinic...

[curiousmalady]

*responds by retching more, holding onto the sink for dear life, his body shaking.*

[technicore]

*pats his back, carefully* Come on, really... they can give you something to help, at least...

[curiousmalady]

...no...nothing will help...just let me...*blegghhh*

[technicore]

*cringes, but tugs on his sleeve* I don't care. There has to be something they can do... they can at least replace they blood so you don't die.

[curiousmalady]

*Rests, gasping, trying to put his thoughts into words and summon the strength to say them.*

...Then just let me die! I'm tired of this. I'm tired of...living like this. *Coughs wretchedly*

[technicore]

*tightens his grip on his sleeve a little*

... Don't say that. Don't you ever say that! Dying is never the answer-- I know there's at least one person who wouldn't be able to live without you! Just... just come to the clinic, okay? There's got to be something they can do... there's always something...

[curiousmalady]

...you don't know...how bad it is. How bad I've felt...for so long...*coughs more, moving his face closer to the sink*

[technicore]

... No. I don't. But that's all the more reason to try and find a way to fix it, isn't it? *tugs on his sleeve again* Come on... please...

[curiousmalady]

...can't....I...can't...*begins to shake now, trying desperately to support himself*

[technicore]

... You can. You have to... *wraps an arm around the other Komui to help support him*

[curiousmalady]

*Why are people asking so much of him? Why can't they realize how much he is suffering? A wave of nausea eclipses the wave of self-pity, and he is throwing up again, and shuddering.*