Carte 24 ♥♦ Black Jack ♣♠ [In person]

[scarsnscalpels]

[Black Jack is sat by the lake, shirtless, attempting to wash some of his clothes. Going nearly two weeks without anyway of bathing properly or getting a change of clothing was starting to grate on the Doctor, so this is him improvising.

He hadn't really tried looking for the blueprints and he wasn't sure he planned to; hunger and general lack of

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[In Person; interrupting Pinoko!]

[tomboyishcandy]

Acchonburikeeee!

Dooooooooc, why don't you let Pinoko wash your clothes?! [A very dishevelled-looking Pinoko dashes over to try and wrestle the laundry away from him. She seems a bit less bouncy than usual, but even a half-way exhausted Pinoko is still quite lively. Her clothes are in varying levels of disarray, with various wet spots from where she had most likely tried to scrub out mud and grass from sleeping on the ground, but it seems her vanity prevented her hair and face from getting too dirty.]

Look at you, you look terrible. Jusht plain awful! Go get shome resht and let Pinoko take care of thish!

[Then, she'll smirk.] And if you'd like, Pinoko can wash your back for you later, Doc~!

[Because there is no such thing as an inappropriate time to flirt. Of course.]

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[the_3rd_person]

[One may notice that there is only one rowboat on shore rather than the usual two]

[In person]

[scarsnscalpels]

[Instead of arguing with her, Black Jack lets her take his laundry from him, instead just resting his face in his hands as he rubs his eyes]

You don't look much better...

[Looking up, he ignores her next suggestion as he narrows his eyes. Until now he hasn't noticed that the second rowboat is sat quite happily over by the island..did that mean someone was over there? Could that also mean there was something like food there to? Getting to his feet, he glances down at Pinoko]

I'm going to see if there's anyone over there [Afterall, it could have just been the Author..] Are you coming with me or staying here?

[In person]

[tomboyishcandy]

[Pinoko, who had already rolled up her sleeves and was hard at work scrubbing dirt and grime from Black Jack's clothes, frowned.] Ehhh?! We're going now? Pinoko's only jusht shtarted! [The frown was more of a childish pout now.]

[Still, she noticed a change in his tone, so it could mean something serious... fine, she decided to gather herself up and rinse and wring the clothes as best as he can; then, she srode to his side with her head held high, despite the fatigue that plagued them both.

She'll accompany him, of course! That's what a wife does, isn't it?]

Where to, Doc?

In Person

[finalarbiter]

[For Light's part, he had never really spoken to Black Jack before-- he never had a reason or a need to-- but circumstances had changed. Gokudera may have kept quiet about the nature of his injury, but he did mention that the doctor here had patched him up. As there was only one doctor at the time, it'd been easy to figure out that the man he wanted to speak to was Black Jack. Though, admittedly, catching him at laundry time, wasn't exactly ideal. On the other hand, he'd rather not waste time by waiting for him to finish either. Clearing his throat.]

Excuse me. [Pleasant smile~] You are the doctor that treated Hayato Gokudera, correct? [But he continues, not really waiting for an answer.] I had a few questions that I was hoping you could answer.

[In Person]

[scarsnscalpels]

[Black Jack glances up, not amazingly ecstatic that someone was seeing so many of his scars - that being said, he was the one sat outdoors, shirtless.

Tangent.]

Yes, I am.

[Very slight eye narrow]

Well that dependson what you want to ask.

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[finalarbiter]

[The scars, yes, are a good reason for an eyebrow raise, but this isn't the time to inquire after those, and Light keeps his expression more or less the same as it had been. He notes the guardedness of the Black Jack's response, and offers a small laugh to defuse the tension.]

Sorry, that was rather rude of me to demand answers of you without introducing myself first. My name is Light. I'm a friend of Gokudera's. [A pause, as he lowers his voice slightly.] I'm concerned about what happened. He claims it was an accident involving dynamite but that isn't what really happened, is it? Someone injured him, and I want to know if you would be able to describe him or her to me.

[In person]

[scarsnscalpels]

[Black Jack thinks back]

There was boy, quite young I guess. Short, red choppy hair, and was somehow able to control sand. He used it to encase people and crush them I suppose, but I could be wrong about that part; I wasn't paying much attention.