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27th Shuriken ➣ [Action]

May 16, 2011 19:56

[Three weeks. Three weeks in that shit-hole was too damn long. Not that Raph has any idea how long it's been. He lost track a long time ago. Now, he staggers home through the woods from his mallynap, worn, battered and bruised ( Read more... )

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[Action, sometime next morning] ninjacane May 19 2011, 01:19:09 UTC

[Splinter has barely left his son's side since he was returned to them, instead quietly keeping vigil over his son. He rinses out the rag again, then replaces it over Raphael's swollen eyes.

His brothers, for now, have been shoo'd off to make some breakfast, leaving him alone with his injured and exhausted son.]

[Action] meanandgreen May 19 2011, 01:23:49 UTC

[Eventually, Raph begins to stir, weakly groping for the catheter in his vein. He's disoriented. All he knows is he needs to get that thing out of him.]

Re: [Action] ninjacane May 19 2011, 01:27:04 UTC

[Splinter reaches over to stop Raphael's hand, instead attempting to hold it.]

You must not disturb your IV, Raphael. It needs to remain in you for now.

[Action] meanandgreen May 19 2011, 01:35:35 UTC

[Raph fumbles against Splinter's hand for a moment before he realizes the familiarity of it. Immediately he stops his struggling and grips it weakly in return.

He's sore and tired, like a lead weight is pressing down on him so heavy it would make him fall straight through the couch if he let it. His eyes work under his lids, but he can't make them cooperate.]

I can't see...

[Action] ninjacane May 19 2011, 01:40:00 UTC

Your eyes are swollen. It is only temporary.

[Splinter squeezes that hand right back, and with his other hand, removes the wash cloth.]

[Action] meanandgreen May 19 2011, 01:44:34 UTC

[He lets out a breath; not quite a sigh, not quite a shudder. He has to keep convincing himself he's home.]

How long?

[He doesn't mean the eyes, he means how long he was gone, but he can't quite get his thoughts to fit together right. His head's too fuzzy and heavy.]

[Action] ninjacane May 19 2011, 01:49:17 UTC

[Splinter knows what he's asking, and answers it quietly.]

Three weeks.

[Action] meanandgreen May 19 2011, 02:00:14 UTC

[The raw ache of emotion fills his stomach, drowning out any other kind of pain. Guilt, anger, shame - All of it grips his already tortured insides.]

M'sorry.

[He forces more strength into his lungs by sheer power of will, making his voice sound like his throat is lined with sandpaper.]

I-I tried. I kept...[He loses that battle quickly.] I kept fightin' them. Tryin' to make 'em... let me go...

[Action] ninjacane May 19 2011, 02:07:22 UTC

[Splinter shushes him gently, rubbing his head slowly.]

You are not at fault for the torture you endured, nor are you at fault for their power, my son. It was your strength that allowed you to survive and return to us, as I knew you would. They are the monsters at fault.

[Action] meanandgreen May 19 2011, 02:14:18 UTC

[The rubbing is soothing, and it does calm him a little bit. He lets out another sigh, and this time it's less of a shudder.]

I killed some of 'em.

[At least he'd like to think so. Their deaths probably weren't permanent, but they gave him a small sense of victory amongst all that helplessness.]

[Action] ninjacane May 19 2011, 02:41:31 UTC

[Splinter continues to stroke his son's head.]

... I would expect nothing less of my son.

[To do everything possible to return to them. To fight back against his captors. Those monsters didn't deserve to live for what they have done to Splinter's child.]

[Action] meanandgreen May 19 2011, 15:31:43 UTC

[And with that, Raph starts to doze again, feeling a little more content. His memory is fuzzy at best, but he really does hope he killed as many of those bastards as he thinks he did.]

[Action] ninjacane May 20 2011, 02:40:01 UTC

[Splinter does not disturb his son's sleep, continuing to sit by him quietly.]

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