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[nogoodpeople]

[The lighting here is dim, and the floor is rock, cold and harsh and not at all providing a lovely backdrop. It smells of blood, and there's a reason for that - it's easy to see the stains of brownish red across the stone. Someone's been bleeding here, and rather a lot

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[sitaronthewater]

This is- not the happiest dream, here. Ick. He sees a vaguely human shape far away, and hovers, trying to decide if he should go over there or not. He inches closer and, after the figure doesn't do much, decides it's generally okay to go all the way up to him. Besides, maybe the dream door would open if it got to be too much. And then he was able to see more clearly.

"Tseng?"

[nogoodpeople]

Thankfully, the dream doesn't seem to be actively hostile at the moment. Messy, with a definite sense of having been hostile at one point, but right now it's in a sort of lull.

It takes a moment or three before he actually reacts to Demyx's question, one eye opening to peer blearily at him. You'll have to forgive him for not being terribly talkative, it's been a rather trying day.

[sitaronthewater]

Well this- this was not okay. "Oh man, what happened?" Aside from the obvious, which he realizes fairly quickly to be something, er, not good, although he's unsure as to what, specifically. "Can I do anything? You want some water or something?" His natural fall-back was water, not that he helped people all that much.

He usually didn't do well with helping people, being clumsy and incompetent at generally everything he did. And he didn't have all that many people to help, not back home, and even here in the City, what was there that he could do? But Tseng- well, he was fairly close with him. And when he first met him his first time in the City, during that zombie thing, he'd volunteered to help him. Although it was volunteering to 'end it quickly' for him, after the initial wariness around him afterward, he'd been nice to Demyx, and talked to him, and seemed to believe him, and believe in him. So if Tseng needed water, or maybe transportation, or something that he could manage, he'd do it.

[nogoodpeople]

While the offer of water is appreciated - and may well be accepted, later on - it's not what Tseng really needs at the moment. What he needs most is to not be here, since he knows the Remnants will only be coming back. He could probably also stand some healing, but if he can find his materia he can take care of that himself.

Still, it's a well before he actually answers, and when he does, his voice is dry and raspy.

"Best to leave."

For both of them. He doesn't know how good Demyx is in a fight, but he's certainly in no shape for it.

[sitaronthewater]

Yeesh! Tseng sounds terrible. But- hey, leaving? Getting away? That is so right up Demyx's figurative alley. He flips his hood up, and takes his usual stance for whenever he summons a portal. As he goes to make one appear, he vaguely wonders if it would work in a place like this; inside someone's dream.

[nogoodpeople]

Tseng is a little too out of it to remember to keep everything running by the 'proper' rules of his world. Add in the fact that he wants nothing so much as a way out, and Demyx should find his portals working fine, although they won't be able to leave the boundaries of this dream, since Tseng is expecting to remain in the same world.

But other than that, it'll work just fine.

[sitaronthewater]

"I guess you can't really walk, huh?" Otherwise he'd be out of here by now, right? He's pretty sure he's seen someone lift someone else up by lifting them under the arm or something. So that's what he does, grabbing Tseng's shoulder from behind his back on the other side, lifting, hoping he can manage that, at least.

As they make their way through the portal, Demyx realizes that he doesn't quite know where they'll end up, because he is stupid and didn't plan this out correctly. So when they end up in what looks like an abandoned shop, he looks around for any sign of people, and he doesn't hear or see anyone. And he relaxes.

[nogoodpeople]

He certainly can't walk on his own, anyway. Otherwise he'd have been chained up so as to keep him from running away. But with Demyx's help he manages to sort of limp along. It's not fast, but it's something.

He relaxes a bit (or as much as he can, with those wounds) once the portal spits them out some place safe, and he looks at the walls of the shop as if he can tell where they are by that alone. Fortunately, all the walls are still there, but it definitely looks as if the place has seen a fire some time in the past.

[sitaronthewater]

Demyx might vaguely notice the condition of the shop, or he might not. Either way, it's not something that he's concerning himself with right now. What he is concerned about is Tseng. He has no idea what to do with this situation, especially since he's never done this sort of thing before.

He does, however, find somewhere that Tseng can sit, and moves a little closer. Not usually one to beat around the bush with questions, he decides to ask Tseng, "So, uh, what now?"

[nogoodpeople]

It takes a moment before Tseng manages to find the most comfortable position to sit in, and another moment before he actually speaks up. While he's not too proud to ask for help, he doesn't think there's any potions around and the Remnants took his cure materia.

"Nature takes its course," he answers after a moment. It'll be inconvenient, healing that way, but if it's what need to happen so be it.

[sitaronthewater]

Well, it's not like Demyx could help speed up the healing process. "Uh. Are you sure? I thought there was something that people did now. But, uh, I dunno."

[nogoodpeople]

Tseng makes an attempt to laugh, but it comes out as something half-way between a cough and a wheeze. He's been better, there's no doubt about that, but he should be able to manage for the time.

"Unless you happen to have a cure materia..." he lets the sentence trail off with a shrug.

[sitaronthewater]

"Well, I don't even know what that is, so I guess not." He shuffles a little with his feet- if one didn't know him better, they might say awkwardly, but really, it's just a habit while thinking. "I guess I'll see you around, then?" It was a weird place, he didn't even consider that Tseng might want company, it's not something that came across his mind. If he did, he would say, right? So what else to do but leave?

[nogoodpeople]

"It has roughly the same effect as a potion."

He's not sure if Demyx is familiar with potions, but it the best way he can think of to explain materia without getting into the longer explanation. He had no real interest in explaining the Lifestream at the moment.

[sitaronthewater]

"Oh, yeah. I know what those are." But- "Uh, I don't think I have any on me, though."

[nogoodpeople]

Tseng manages a smile at that. It's thin and faint, but it's there nonetheless.

"I'll be fine."

Or... sort of fine.