EIGHT † Demon Check-ups: Kings are not exempt.
Characters: Marshmaoya first_scorned, Hiro-chan darkequilibrium, girlpowertouka (possibly?), annnnd puntsminivans.
Location: The Clinic~
Time: Early evening, around 7pmish or so.
Style: First please~
Status: Semi-closed, unless you know Naoya or Hiroki, or have a reason to be there. (i.e., Crowley can bug him if he wants.)
Other: Takes place after THIS thread.
... It was unsettling, to say the least. Hiroki's little incident had done nothing short of worried him. Watching his cousin carefully, Naoya followed Touka to Juri's clinic. Needless to say, once they were inside, he refused to leave the boy alone. In this state, he was not only weak, but unguarded. He daren't think of what might happen to the child in this state. After a long, tense moment, Naoya heads outside. You might catch him here, you might not. He decided he would head back in after a moment. His first move was to pull a box of pocky out of his haori, chewing thoughtfully on one. It was a habit he'd taken to in times of stress. Not to mention programmers didn't exactly have the healthiest of diets, but at this point, he was really more concerned for Hiroki.
Turning to go back into the clinic, he sighed. He could only hope Juri would know what to do with the situation. At the very least, he hoped she was QUALIFIED enough to do SOMETHING. It was cold out right now, and he probably shouldn't stay out in the snow too long as it was, anyway.
"..."
He was quiet, mostly because he knew this pain was his own doing. But what could he DO? He'd had no choice. What was he going to do about this? This thought worried him a good deal as his geta clacked on the hard floor of the clinic as he returned inside. Hopefully, the boy would be fine.
Location: The Clinic~
Time: Early evening, around 7pmish or so.
Style: First please~
Status: Semi-closed, unless you know Naoya or Hiroki, or have a reason to be there. (i.e., Crowley can bug him if he wants.)
Other: Takes place after THIS thread.
... It was unsettling, to say the least. Hiroki's little incident had done nothing short of worried him. Watching his cousin carefully, Naoya followed Touka to Juri's clinic. Needless to say, once they were inside, he refused to leave the boy alone. In this state, he was not only weak, but unguarded. He daren't think of what might happen to the child in this state. After a long, tense moment, Naoya heads outside. You might catch him here, you might not. He decided he would head back in after a moment. His first move was to pull a box of pocky out of his haori, chewing thoughtfully on one. It was a habit he'd taken to in times of stress. Not to mention programmers didn't exactly have the healthiest of diets, but at this point, he was really more concerned for Hiroki.
Turning to go back into the clinic, he sighed. He could only hope Juri would know what to do with the situation. At the very least, he hoped she was QUALIFIED enough to do SOMETHING. It was cold out right now, and he probably shouldn't stay out in the snow too long as it was, anyway.
"..."
He was quiet, mostly because he knew this pain was his own doing. But what could he DO? He'd had no choice. What was he going to do about this? This thought worried him a good deal as his geta clacked on the hard floor of the clinic as he returned inside. Hopefully, the boy would be fine.