even the strongest get hurt.

[thestrongestin]

Characters: thestrongestin and vatheon
Location: Plaza
Time: May 27th. Late afternoon.
Style: Whatever you prefer.
Status: OPEN!

[ooc: For a heads up, the person who will be assisting Shizuo in getting medical help or whatever he needs is tangledlocks but everyone else is willing to wonder what the hell is up. Not that he needs it, he thinks he's perfectly fine.]

Comments

[tangledlocks]

[Jack is used to being a warm smile and a welcome. But this, this. Jack was in shock, to say the least. He knealt by the man, sorry if he's in your space. That's just Jack.]

I couldn't help but notice you're bleeding. What happened to you? [Nope, no names. He wants to know what the freaking hell happened, he doesn't even care that he has no idea who you are, Shizuo.]

[tangledlocks]

[Jack will be waiting outside, la la la la laa~.]

[thestrongestin]

[Don't mind Shizuo, he's coming out soon after with a small bottle of milk and a carton of cigarettes.. Since his last pack for soaked, after all. You know.. the necessities.]

[tangledlocks]

[Interesting combination. Anyway. ONWARD TO HIS HOUSE. Which they will arrive at in no time, even with Mister limpleg back there.]

Do you want me to throw your clothes in the dryer? [...it was so weird being here with things like a dryer and hairdruer and...technology.]

[thestrongestin]

[haters gonna hate. DON'T INSULT HIM, BRO.]

Ah. No thanks. I don't have a change of clothes.

dude. i did not even see this. im sorry. fml.

[tangledlocks]

[HE DIDN'T KNOW HE INSULTED YOU, FFF.]

Alright then. [He lead Shizuo then up the pathway to his home, and to the door. He twisted the handled and brought him to the kitchen.] I can clean this place easier if you bleed anymore. Have a seat anywhere you like.

wow you are very rude.

[thestrongestin]

[He glanced around before plopping into a chair and looking at his leg.

It already began healing just the smallest bit. He'll be drinking his milk now though, okay? He has patience in a way.]

>: arent i just. dfkjhgkjdgf.

[tangledlocks]

[Well, Jack was gonna have to pull those bullets out the old fashioned way. WITH TWEEZERS AND SOME WASHRAGS TO CATCH IT. Jack gathers those things, and a big bowl of water and soap to cleanse the wound after the bullet was gone.]

Alright, so, are you ready? [Jack seems cheery about this. Readying his materials.]