Such cruelty... this curse is one of the most evil ones I have seen in this City. Naturally, I shall be helping as best I can out there. Please, if you need assistance, let me know.
[ooc: Some of his wounds are opened up, none of the really bad ones, but enough to make him feel pain. He'll have patched them and be trying to act like they don't
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[Feeling worried and apprehensive, she pulled her yukata on and headed out into the living room, heaving a sigh of relief when she saw him seated at the desk, looking at the network.]
[Now, looking at the network posts, she shakes her head grimly, seeing that once again the City has decided to torture its residents.]
Mitsuhide, anata . . . Are you alright?
[She moves to his side, scanning him for reopened injuries.]
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I am fine, love. But I will need to go out soon and lend assistance, I think. See how the City suffers?
[A sigh.]
This will be a tough day.
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[Sighing, she leans on the computer table, cupping his cheek gently.]
Before you and I head off to help the City, anata . . . I need to make sure that you are alright first.
[She takes his hand carefully, gazing at him with worry and concern.]
Come with me to the couch, love. Let's have a look.
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Megumi... there are others far worse off than I.
[A shake of his head. Those wounds that have opened up are all ones he received in battle, and he is trying hard to not go through those memories. Some things are better left unremebered.]
The worst remain closed.
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Mitsuhide . . . you are my husband, and I love you. I want to make certain that you are alright.
[She knows that his old injuries must be hurting him, and she shakes her head, angry and frustrated at the curse. She does not want him to suffer anymore.]
Still, there are those that are open, my love. Let me look. Please.
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...alright...
[He moves to the sofa and undresses enough to expose those wounds he has already patched to a small degree. There are four on his chest, one on his right shoulder and one longer one on his left leg.]
See? Nothing too bad...
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[How the City unearths painful memories . . . She knows how hard this must be for Mitsuhide--it is hard for her too. She does not need a reminder of the world that she grew up in, and neither does he.]
[Taking a deep breath, she takes her medicine cabinet from where it was ready, opening the lacquered container that held her medicine--the hemostatic.]
I'll just put this on them and dress them, my love.
[And, after disinfecting her hands, she applies the medicine, watching as it clots the wounds.]
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Thanks, love... though it would have been better saved for another. I will be fine, I promise.
[A reassuring smile, though he cannot hide the pain he is feeling fully.]
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Mitsuhide, beloved . . . you, above all, are the one for whom I make this medicine. I would rather not have the need to use it, because I want you to always be healthy and safe and hale . . . but it is your life I want to protect the most. I love you.
[Her eyes brim with tears, and she blinks them away, hiding beneath her hair as she continues to apply the hemostatic until all of the breaks in his skin are liberally coated with the medication.]
[Taking her gauze, she begins to dress his wounds methodically and efficiently, willing away her tears.]
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[He looks away briefly, knowing her words, but also knowing that he wants to conceal his pain from her, so she does not HAVE to worry. But she is so good, so trained at being able to see pain, at knowing when someone is injured.]
[He does NOT want her to feel pain!]
I know...
[A soft sigh. Does she know how this curse works yet?]
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Good, love.
[When she is done, she finds him an analgesic, and hands it to him. Quickly, she makes her way to the kitchen to fetch him a glass of water, allowing him to drink the medication with it.]
[A soft sigh, before she strokes his hair back soothingly, looking into his eyes, conveying to him her love through her gaze, her touch . . . how she does not want him to hurt anymore.]
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It's a curse, it'll... stop by midnight, love.
[A slight smile.]
I've born worse well, after all.
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[She cups his cheek gently.]
But I do not want you to bear more. At least . . . Not alone.
I'm here for you, Mitsuhide. I love you.
[If only her touch could soothe his hurts . . . She bites her lip, doing what she can do . . . everything she can do for him.]
[ooc; um . . . you vanished, dear? >>;; AIM? DX]
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[He cannot say it. Say how he will end up having more, because of who he is. What he is. He is samurai, a guardian of the people, and he fights in wars. He is a General and a prime target... even in this City, he would fight as such should the situation arise.]
I love you too.
[What more can he say?]
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[She embraces him gently--as gently as she can manage, holding him close, comforting him, and seeking comfort in him, giving him her love.]
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[A sigh, and he closes his eyes briefly.]
Megumi...
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