Seven More Chances [Action]

[i_will_grant_it]

For anyone walking from the Kitchen or near it will find a trail of blood that seems to continue outside of the doors and up the stairs. If you follow it long enough you will see it leads to a room, that happens to be Yoite and Miharu's room. After a small fight with Seimei the smaller boy found himself injured and decided to find safety in his

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[the_paperchild]

[Being herself she decided to follow the blood trail. If it was a friend, maybe they needed help. Imagine her surprise when she saw who it was.]

...Miharu? Are you okay?

[i_will_grant_it]

[The boy was laying his bed and sat up to look at her.]

Ah...yeah.

[the_paperchild]

[She moves closer, but not too close. She wasn't sure if being closer was okay.]

What happened?

[i_will_grant_it]

...nothing.

[Clearly lying he didn't care if she was close he just wanted to rest some. So he laid back down.]

[the_paperchild]

[She's not buying that. She moves closer, standing at his beside.]

Obviously something happened, or you wouldn't be hurt.

[i_will_grant_it]

[He stares up at her with his green eye that isn't covered by the bandage.]

...I'll be okay. Just...it's fine.

[the_paperchild]

[She's very concerned. He's her friend after all. She didn't want anything bad to happen to her friends.]

...You're sure?

[i_will_grant_it]

...yeah. I'll be fine, it's happened before.

[He opens his good eye to look at her.]

How did you get here?

[the_paperchild]

Before? What do you mean, "before"?

...There's a blood trail.

[She wonders if it would be too forward to sit on the edge of the bed. He's laying down, after all.]

[i_will_grant_it]

Back home...

[Blinks quickly and looks at the floor to the bathroom.]

Ah...there is.

[She can sit]

[the_paperchild]

You sure I don't need to go beat the crap out of someone?

[Hooray. She sits, watching him carefully.]

Do you need anything? I can go make you some food if you want.

[i_will_grant_it]

...no.

something hot to drink...

[Seeing as that was all he wanted before this.]

[the_paperchild]

[Right then. She gets up and makes her way over to the door.]

Okay. I'll be right back. Do you care what drink it is?

[i_will_grant_it]

...no, thank you.

[the_paperchild]

I'll be right back, then.

[And she's out the door, heading straight for the kitchen. It wouldn't do to have him wait on her.]

[i_will_grant_it]

okay...

[He just lays there.]