*sitting in the rain storm with his knees hugged to his chest and his hood pulled up over his eyes--not that it helps, he's soaking wet and he doesn't like he's bothered by it, either. Or he just doesn't care. :S*
...maybe I am just a monster...
*hiding his face against his knee* And I'm a phony, too...
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Are you... alright? What's wrong? *becoming quite concerned*
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*quiet* The rain doesn't bother me. I can't get sick...I can't grow old...and it's very, very hard to kill me. But what kind of person forces their own brother into giving them this life, Dorochet?
What kind of monster am I...?
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*scratches the back of his head, feeling he's probably not the best one to be consoling the Al part of Greed on these matters. But he wants to make his master feel better* I know I'd give my life for you...
*nudges the boy's shoulder with his own* Just hang tough, alright? I promise you things will get better. *Has a plan to get some stones from Dante for Greed, though he wont be telling master lest he tries to stop him*
Now please come inside. You need to conserve energy
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Thanks. But don't go out of your way to die for me, okay? I'd really rather have you in one piece. *getting to his feet, a little wobbly, and heads back inside. Already getting his cloak off to ring it out, hehe.*
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*An hour or so later, Dorochet returns, his carrying a pouch full of red stones. He's got a deep gash in his side that's bleeding profusely, and while it wasn't fatal, it would be if he didn't get it attended to soon*
*He smiles weakly at his master, slumping against the wall and clutching his wound* Didn't... didn't I promise that everything would be okay...? *holds out the bag to the other, his hand shaking from pain and loss of blood*
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*when Dorochet comes back he's wrapped in a blanket, drinking some tea he found lying around. It won't ease his appetite, but at least it warms him up.* Welcome back.
*doesn't even look up at Dorochet until he speaks, and then his eyes go wide. Oh dear.* What-- *eyes the bag...and that scent's getting to him all over again. :S But he blocks it out the best he can and takes the bag, throwing it to the side as he steadies his underling and gets him onto the floor.*
You...you idiot! If you weren't bleeding to death I'd kick your ass for being stupid! *wraps his blanket around Dorochet's side as a temporary fix.* What the hell did you do?!
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*gestures over to the stones with a small flick of his head* I went to Dante's mansion, to get those for you... I couldn't stand it any longer to see my master suffering while that bitch laughed *growls under his breath, then winces from the throbbing pain*
She wasn't able to catch me, as you can see, but she sliced me up pretty badly with her alchemy... I'm alright though, nothing a few stitches wont cure...
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