x.♥ // .007

[brat_inadress]

[Aoi was on the floor of the living room.  His coughs had gotten a lot worse.  And what was this now?  A fever?  He wouldn't know.  After a bunch of hacking, he realized that Mitsuru was right in him needing to possibly get another vaccination.  The idol slowly felt weaker and weaker.]

...Mitsuru-san... Razputin...  ....Denmark..dad...  All of you

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[ra_ra_razputin]

[Raz has been half-avoiding Aoi and half-scavenging for things that you're supposed to give sick people: chicken noodle soup, a cold compress, that sort of thing. Sure Aoi was annoying, but he was really sick and Raz's good Samaritan sense overruled his desire to flat out ignore him. After searching fruitlessly for anything resembling soup, Raz decided he would at least go check on his not!brother and make sure he wasn't still raving about octopi.]

Are you feeling any better yet?

[There's no response from the lump in the living room, duh.]

Hey! I'm talking to you!

[Raz wanders over to nudge him with his foot when-]

[ra_ra_razputin]

Aaah!!

[Raz jumps back in shock. He's seen a lot of messed up stuff, but he's never seen a dead person before. Especially not a dead kid. He's just kind of... flailing because he doesn't know what to do. Call for help? Check for a pulse? gulp... move the body? Raz always thought he would be prepared for this stuff, but it was so much scarier in the real world than it was in somebody's psyche. You could lose more than just an astral projection in the real world.]

Aoi... I... nnngh.

[Raz glances around frantically and spots a blanket lying over the back of the couch. Using his telekinetic hand, he picks it up, floats it over to Aoi and slowly drapes it over him. It was the least he could do, right? In fact, it was probably the only thing he could do. Some psychic warrior he was. How depressing. With a sigh, Raz sunk to the floor and hugged his knees to his chest, feeling fairly useless.]

[brat_inadress]

[Eh sorry buddy, annoying dead kid here would probably laugh or feel sorry for you. So instead he kind of just sits there motionless and...dead.]

[semblance]

[Sooooo... Mitsuru's already witnessed two of her friends dead one for the second time in her life & now Aoi. As soon as she sees him, a part of her knows it's going to be no good, but that doesn't stop her kneeling to check his wrist for a pulse.]

...Aoi?

[Nothing. She hadn't been able to stop another one going... But he'd be back, soon. That fact doesn't stop the guilt & sadness though and for once, she does the maternal thing and gently props the boy up against the foot of the couch, covering him with a blanket. He'd wake up in his bed anyway it seemed, but that didn't matter. Mitsuru notices his wig has fallen off & picks it up and places it on a cushion above him on the piece of furniture.]

...There. Now you can't say that I didn't look after it for you.

[brat_inadress]

[If he was alive at the moment, he'd probably be grateful for this. Or he'd probably stare at you weirdly.]

[bustydefense]

[Mia makes a note to stop by and check on Aoi later, after he's been revived]

[tohnoinversion]

Uhm... Miss?

[brat_inadress]

['Miss' Aoi wasn't answering. And wouldn't be answering any time in the near future.]