[Day 2, Afternoon] Deeds in the Dark

[tsuki_no_noroi]

Who: Nii Jieni, Professor Hojo, possibly Tseng (closed)
Where: Hojo's house of science
What: After Rufus beats Hojo up; leaves, and after Nii Turk-naps Tseng. Shortly before lights out.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Snark.
Note: So totally breaking the no-more-day 2 posts thing, sorry D:

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[hojo_hakase]

And there sat the origin of the sound. Hojo had managed to prop himself up against one of the counters and now sat trying to reach the freezer with the ice packs in it. His shirt was open, and his ribs were purple, probably fractured. One hand curled up uselessly against his side, swollen and equally severely bruised. It hadn't been a good few hours since Rufus had made his getaway, clearly, and it'd been a rather fortunate thing that the meeting had distracted anyone from curiously wandering in on it.

Except, of course, Nii. Hojo glanced up at the footsteps, met the man's eyes when he appeared from around the corner. Ah, of course. The specimen.

"So glad you could make it." Even if he was late. Hojo gave up on the ice packs, reaching instead for the edge of the counter, using his back to help push himself up. Oh, he was certainly not what he used to be. Without his power, to be reduced to his frail old man... How pathetic

[tsuki_no_noroi]

Nii raised an eyebrow, dragging the Turk in by one foot and depositing him in a corner. He reached to lock the door -- and realised that it was a key based lock and the key was gone.

Hm.

"I presume you presume correctly," Nii quipped back. "Did your last patient --oh, specimen-- escape and give you those souvenirs in the process?"

After all, there wasn't anything else in the city that would pose a major threat, and the monsters outside probably wouldn't leave anyone alive. He glanced over, propping up his own glasses. The bruises were well formed; it'd evidently been some time.

[hojo_hakase]

"Not a specimen, simply a very discourteous visitor. Don't be concerned with the door; I'll have uSUC change the locks. It's no matter." He pushed away from the counter tentatively, favouring one leg while he did his best to rebutton his shirt. With one hand severely beaten, it was easier said than done.

He studied the Turk in the corner, raised a brow. Well. That was unexpected. "Him?"

[tsuki_no_noroi]

Nii hunted for a cigarette as he leaned against a counter, not offering any assistance unless it was specifically requested. "A discourteous visitor? Someone you invited, I take it, since people don't randomly barge in and beat people up. Unless it's some of kind enemy?"

He even managed not to sound sarcastic. After all, if someone had randomly committed violence, well, there was a chance that Hojo was the first, but wasn't going to be the last.

He nudged the Turk with his foot. "Yes, him. He was a convenient target. Isolated."