twelfth breath ✧ action

[causeblocked]

[There's a... cheerful(?!) Isamu standing near the clinic with his arms crossed. He's watching the street with bright eyes.

He's hoping to see someone injured. So he can help them.

No, really. Approach at your own risk.]

Comments

[causeblocked]

Naoki! [You see this look? This is the 'I'm about to ask you to do crazy shit for me' look. And he's grinning.]

Are you hurt? Can you go get hurt? ...Just a little bit.

[causeblocked]

I asked if you were hurt. [Smile.]

[ledbythewind]

[Richard recognizes this fellow as Naoki's friend, the one who was dozing next to him at the Tanabata festival. Well, now that Isamu isn't asleep, Richard might as well introduce himself.]

You're Isamu, correct?

[causeblocked]

Yeah, that's me. You hurt? [A question like that generally shouldn't be accompanied by the sort of smile he's currently giving.]

[ledbythewind]

I don't believe so; why do you ask? Am I bleeding?

[... well, this is not what he was expecting, that's for sure.]

[causeblocked]

No, but this is the clinic. [He jerks a thumb toward the building behind him.]

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

[Have a turtle sneaking up behind you 'cause it's funny. He'll talk louder than normal, too, just to startle you.]

Hey Dumbass. [It's probably not a good idea to be around you with those tantalizingly ugly deep tissue bruises on his shoulders while you're busy playing Marie Curie and he's the Worst Patient Ever. Go ahead, try healing him. He dares you.] You and me gotta have a few words.

[Action]

[causeblocked]

[Jumps! But is smiling again almost immediately, completely ignoring Raph's tone.] S'up, Sensei.

[He points.] You should have me look at that.

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

What, you take your Prozac today? [He frowns. Someone else obviously didn't.] We been over this. No.

[Action]

[causeblocked]

Come on, man. I could really use the practice, and you'll feel better! ...Probably.