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[born_gloomy]

WHO: Aoshi / born_gloomy and Xena / atoningforsin || OPEN
WHERE: A random street.
WHEN: 5 July, evening
WARNINGS: Um. Vomit?
SUMMARY: Aoshi discovers his powers and their weakness all at once.
FORMAT: Any

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[atoningforsin]

On her way home from the prison after yet another long shift, Xena is surprised by a very large man popping out of a shadow that suddenly vanishes under the glare of car headlights.

Years of experience, however, keep her from jumping or screaming like any normal person would.

He's clearly unwell, having collapsed onto his face after vomiting. She kneels next to him, gentle hands pulling him into a sitting position against the building wall.

"Are you all right?" she asks before shaking her head. It's unlikely that he'll be able to reply given the glazed eyes.

[born_gloomy]

He barely feels the hands shifting him, around the darkness swimming in his vision he almost make out a person. Skin tone. He doesn't hear the question, just a muted mimicry of a voice and he parts his lips to speak but he finds he can't form words.

He makes a soft, short sound. It's the best he can do.

[atoningforsin]

Well, this is a problem. She pulls a bottle of water out of the shoulder bag she's taken to carrying. If he's lucid enough to notice, he'll also see a sword hilt peeking over one shoulder.

After a moment of hesitation, Xena rips one of the sleeves off her shirt to use as a rag, dampening it with the water to clean his face. Clothes are clothes, and it's easy enough to get more.

[born_gloomy]

He can vaguely feel something damp on his face. Hardly stronger than the sensations he'd been able to feel a minute ago (had it only been a minute?) but his senses were beginning to return.

He still can't form words, his "thank you" is hopelessly slurred.