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Feb 11, 2010 00:14

The infirmary seems to be a pretty popular place these days. This is the second time this particular Kaito has been there in order to patch up his own injuries. This time though he's in uniform.

He left the door unlocked this time, even though that might not be a good idea. Who knew who might come in, and he really rather patch himself up without interruptions.

His injuries are not that bad considering, other than the sword cut across his chest and he'd mostly dodged that swing so it wasn't as bad as it could have been. There are however smaller cuts all over his arms and legs and a discarded star shruiken is laying on the counter that he's currently sitting on as he tries to bandage his torso. It was a bit difficult, but he'd patched up his own wounds plenty of times before. Of course he'd had to discard his shirt and jacket, which were ruined anyway, but that didn't matter. Hopefully it was too late at night for anyone to notice anything.

As Kid works, he's muttering to himself, frustrated and a bit distressed "Raven. What the hell is Raven doing in Beika? And why did he come after me? They can't have hired him and I thought Falcon was working alone... Ugh, of all the times to get brought back here. At least the infirmary is easily accessible."

((He was only gone from the DR for like a few hours or something, but it's been about a month back home. One of Dove's old buddies attacked him after a Kid heist.))

[prose], *au, kuroba kaito

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