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

Comments

[falxx]

*Having wondering the hallway, he smells the blood, making him panic. His instincts are going hay-wire-- Reever hasn't eaten meat in the longest time and it's making him queasy. He can't ignore the fact that his other instinct is telling him to find out what's wrong... so Reever goes to follow the scent and is quite horrified to see who's heaving the blood.*

KOMUI!!

[curiousmalady]

*He knows that voice. No, it can't be Reever. He can't let the man see him like this. Between heaves, he gets out the words...*

...no...go away...

[falxx]

*rushes over to Komui, concern radiating from him*

Your illness is getting worse! I'm not about to leave you like this!!

[curiousmalady]

*leans farther over the sink, holding fast to the edges*

...no...leave me alone...I can handle this.......

[falxx]

*Starts rubbing the back, hoping it'll calm Komui down*

And let you suffer?! No! Komui, please-- you need to get some help! Even if they can't do anything about it... just let them try to make things easier for you!

[curiousmalady]

*he's shaking and his mind is blurred. Everything feels surreal. He drinks in Reever's touch and it brings him back to reality a little bit. But the pain he is in, the nausea, the gut-wrenching bloodvomiting, the exhausted urge to collapse on the floor...he can't move. He can't live like this. And he can't make it all the way to the clinic and be poked and prodded and lie in bed wanting to escape his ailing body. No, he'd sooner die here. He struggles to make Reever understand.*

Just...just let me go...I...I can't take it anymore...I know how it sounds...just let me go free. *wobbles, clinging to the bloodied basin and retching again.*

[falxx]

*Reever really doesn't like the way Komui is speaking-- it's like as if he doesn't even want to live anymore and that makes Reever panic. But his friend is in so much pain, so wouldn't... wouldn't...*

You can't...

*Reever clenches the back of Komui's jacket*

You can't leave, Komui... What about Lenalee? Y-you'll make her sad!!

*He burries his face into the ill man's back, covering the tears that's quickly forming and sliding down his cheeks. Reever doesn't ever want to think about a life without his best friend...*

I... I'm being so selfish, Komui, but please... just bear the pain a little longer... I don't want you to die... Don't die, Komui, please don't die... !!

[curiousmalady]

*retching blood again, he wipes his mouth on his already-bloodied sleeve. No...Lenalee... don't make him think about her.... he can't deal with it all! He wants to die. He just wants to lay down right here and rest and forget and wake tomorrow free of his curse. But if he did that...would he ever see her again? He can't bear the thought...he has to go with Reever.......he can't.......he has to...*

...I...can't...

*and even so, he is putting more weight into Reever's grasp and trying rather unsuccessfully to step away from the sink.*

[falxx]

*He tugs at the jacket, his face still burried into Komui's back*

Yes you can... Let me take you to the clinic, Komui...

[curiousmalady]

*staggers backwards a bit into Reever's arms, turning around to grip him by the shoulders and spilling blood all down Reever's kimono.

...I can't...make it...

[falxx]

*The side inside him craving for blood rears its ugly head, making Reever whimper at the strong scent of blood on his kimono. Swallowing back his personal demon, Reever wraps his arms around Komui, sobbing just a bit.

Taking a deep breath, he concentrates healing magic in his hand and places it against Komui's chest. He hopes that this would help ease the human, even if it doesn't heal him.*

[curiousmalady]

*completely ignorant of Reever's bloodthirst, and if he knew he might not even care much at this point.*

*retches again, though this time it feels somewhat...cleansing. He still feels terrible, but he finds the strength to stand, with much aid from Reever.*

[falxx]

*He clenches his eyes for a few seconds when Komui hurls again. Reever continues to use his magic though*

... Komui?

[curiousmalady]

*catching on about the healing powers. he meets Reever's eyes for the first time.*

What are you...how...

[falxx]

*He stares back into the human's eyes, gulping a bit*

You already have an idea what I am, Komui. I'll... I'll tell you the rest later, in the clinic.

[curiousmalady]

*He feels an increased physical strength he is not sure he is ready to deal with. He holds onto Reever until he gains more balance and he is able to hobble over to a worn-looking wooden chair sitting against the wall. He sits down and closes his eyes, letting the last bit of warmth wash through him.*

I just want to *cough cough* rest here awhile.