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[oliverplus]

[ooc: Backdated to just after his encounter with the Valeyard]

[if anyone happens to be walking in the correct area out in the midst of the Plane, they might just come across Oliver, lying on the ground in an ever-growing pool of black blood. he is shivering, quite possibly from blood loss, and staring up with a rather alarmingly blank expression

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[forever_noble]

[like most things that fall under the bad and horrible category, Donna has yet again missed this one, so it's a real big surprise to see Oliver in such a state! she's seen dead and wounded people before, but seeing a friend just makes all the more worse.] Oliver.

[she fights against the ill feeling rising in her stomach and runs over to him. if possible, the scene before her is even worse up close] Oh my god... Oliver? Oliver! Can you hear me? [she starts to kneel down beside him, wary of the black blood]

[oliverplus]

[Oliver does hear her, but his initial reaction is to cringe away--he isn't expecting a friend. recogising her voice, however, he turns to peer at her fearfully]

Donna? [his voice is weak, his tone saying that he can't believe it's actually her. but after a moment of looking at her, he tries for a weak, shaky smile--it's far easier than thinking about his situation, and he is truly relieved to see her] Hey.

[forever_noble]

[a number of emotions wash over her upon hearing that response. she can feel hot tears burning in her eyes that she furiously blinks away. unfortunately, she's a bit flustered] You don't--you don't just go, "Hey!" like nothing's wrong!

[but she knows she can't just yell at him for it. upset as she is, she can still keep her head on. luckily, she's wearing a scarf and tears that away from her neck and tries to wrap it around the protruding ends of the harpoon] Not when you've got a...a flipping big harpoon in your shoulder! How do you even get harpooned...?

[oliverplus]

[frowns up at her at that] Hey, don't...don't cry.

[cringes, biting back a yelp of pain as she moves him and his wound] I... [but he cuts himself off. the thought of the wound has reminded him of the Doctor, and those horrible memories the Valeyard exposed him to fill his mind's eye. he gasps, squeezing his eyes shut against it, and simply shakes his head]

[onehundredbeers]

[If it was just about anybody but Oliver, Nathan would have stopped to take a picture with his Dethphone, then wandered off to get a sandwich.

Unfortunately, such is not the case. Instead, yeah, it's Oliver being a gigantic mess on nice clean space, all stuck with a harpoon, and looking like he just OD'd.

Nathan, of course, has little idea of what to do so he kneels down... and promptly smacks Oliver in the face to try to make him regain his senses.]

Hey! Fucking wake up! Jesus fucking Christ.

[He's trying, okay, he is legitly concerned but as stated, the big moron has no idea what he's doing. Slapping will obviously bring Oliver back from traumaland.]

[oliverplus]

[Oliver lets out a short cry at the smack. his eyes coming to life with fear. he's expecting an attack--not a friend]

[but at Nathan's voice, combined with the lack of any further abuse, he opens his eyes to look blearily above him. for a moment, he just stares] Nathan? [after another moment of watching, he chances a weak smile, daring to hope] That hurt.

[onehundredbeers]

[His immediate response to his slap working is this:]

Awesome, I thought that- that only worked on tv.

[But he reins that in.]

Hey. Yeah, uh, it's supposed to. ...Do you know you have a harpoon through you, man? 'cause. You do. And you're like... laying in motor oil. That's- that's probably something you shouldn't, uh, be doing. Right now.

[oliverplus]

[can't help a laugh, though it turns into a cough, and Oliver cringes as the motion makes the harpoon wound hurt even worse] Never seen Plane blood before, huh? [turns, frowning at the blood as though he's surprised to find it there] There's a lot of it...

[lamb_of_gold]

[OH FOR THE LOVE OF --]

[I mean, Mu rushes over the moment he sees the mess, kneeling over him gingerly to assess the damage. It's the harpoon, he decides (A harpoon? really?), and with a moment of effort, snaps the bent end clean off, then rolls Oliver onto his side so as to pull the rest out. It might sting a bit, sorry bud :<

The wound is covered, quickly, on either side by one of Mu's hands, which begin to glow and feel very hot to touch...but the physical pain eases, at least, as the flesh begins to knit itself closed.]

Oliver, can you hear me?

[Mu's tone is controled and even as ever - if this situation is at all disturbing to him, he's not letting it show in his voice at least]

Say something if you can.

[Good thing he hasn't looked inside, yet]

[oliverplus]

[Oliver doesn't immediately react to Mu's presence, though he does give a whimper of pain as he is moved and the harpoon is withdrawn. for an instant, he tries to flinch away from Mu, expecting to be hurt again rather than helped. but at the soothing feeling of that heat, combined with Mu's voice, he stills]

Mu? [it's a frightened, desperate question, as though he can't quite believe that his friend is there. his good hand shakes as he reaches to touch Mu's arm, as though to confirm his existence]

taggin on my phone, lol

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu intercepts the hand with one of his own as soon as the bleeding stops.]

I'm here. You're alright. . .

[ The blood stopped, he looks for other injuries, spotting the left hand and frowning]

I'm going to have to set this before I can mend it. It will hurt.

It's just that exciting?

[oliverplus]

[clutches Mu's hand. it's a more comforting gesture than he'd admit. but he nods at Mu's mention of pain, his eyes still bleary. it's anyone's guess if he really understands what he's just been told]

[anoblesavage]

[Leela is no stranger to blood or to the wounds of war, but something about seeing Oliver - Oliver, who was gentle and kind and would never hurt anyone - lying on the ground is enough to make her start. The black blood is a stark contrast to his pale face. She is at his side before she realises that she has moved.]

Oliver!

[oliverplus]

[Oliver flinches at the voice, clearly expecting to be attacked rather than helped. but as he realises who it is, he looks above him, just looking at Leela for a long moment]

Leela?

[anoblesavage]

Don't move, Oliver. I will find you a saw bones. They will fix you.

[oliverplus]

What? [frowns at her blearily, then starts to shake his head, not understanding] No...no saws. No more fighting...

[boxtheotaku]

Oli...

[Well. This maybe not the sight Box wants to see after an important person died in his life not long ago. Looks like another one is about to go too...]

[So he just stands there, breathing heavily as he is too shocked to even leave what he really, really wants to do right now. He just repeats Oliver's name.]

Oli...!

[oliverplus]

[it takes a moment for Oliver to notice Box's presence, but the nickname, combined with the familiar voice, does catch his attention. he turns his head, gazing blearily at Box. his tone is frightened but hopeful] Box? Is...is that you?

[boxtheotaku]

[Box takes a step back, still just staring without any response of Oliver's question. He is slightly wondering how he is able to talk in that state...]

[oliverplus]

[reaches his good hand in Box's direction, looking desperate] Box...