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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, NINEHEADED. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 009.21.328.89 *** NineHeaded has joined 009.21.328.89 <NineHeaded> this is kuzuryuu fuyuhiko. <NineHeaded> you're probbaly better off coming to find me than leaving a message on this piece ofshit. <NineHeaded> but whatever. if it's not stupid,i'll get back to you whenever i open my laptop again. | ||||
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[Once he's gathered everything up though, Fuyuhiko flits up and settles himself on Hajime's shoulder. Keeping your wings beating constantly is really tiring, okay? Especially in the wake of a mountain exploding and having to fly around dodging rocks and debris. He is pooped!]
Eh, we didn't either. Like I said, it took Tanaka getting a huge gash in his arm for either of us to consider it. Maybe if Tsumiki were here...
[She'd probably think of it right away. Or just have stuff like this stockpiled in general. Maybe he shouldn't have brought her up though... He shakes his head.]
Anyway, let's head back. Better to tell us both at once anyway, 'cause I'm sure he'll be curious about what's happened to you.
[Because he's a nerd...]
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[He can't really say more than that to the mention of Mikan; if she were here, in this kind of situation...? He's not sure what they would do, honestly. Especially if she remembered the truth about who they all are... this isn't contained like the island. And there's a bit of guilt to his quiet agreement, too; she and the others are back there, without them. It's almost too easy to forget that.]
But yeah, let's head back.
[Hajime just gives him a nod, not really objecting to the other perching on his shoulder like that. Honestly he doesn't weight enough for a noticeable difference, so as long as he doesn't do anything really annoying like flap his wings right in Hajime's ear, he's fine with this arrangement. One final case around the motel room to check for anything he might have missed, then he's locking the door behind them both to head to the ring itself.
Let's change the subject, shall we? Island stuff can come at another time.]
So, uh... how are you feeling, by the way? Anything else weird from being near the mountain? Or... what's left of it, I guess?
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[Which was mildly terrifying, to say the least. He's lucky he had his antennae to help him navigate. They at least made it easy to avoid things.]
And Tanaka's got these...well, you'll see them when we get there. Just have a look at the back of his...uh. Paws. [It feels kind of weird to describe his hands as such but...]
[It's better to ask these questions when Gundam is around too. That way Hajime doesn't have to ask the same questions twice. Luckily, his ring is not far from their room, just along the outside edge of the building proper. Once Hajime steps inside it, there's another flash of pale gold and the two boys are back at the edge of Lake Fors, facing the now-destroyed peak.]
[What are you doing, Gundam, did you behave yourself and take it easy like Fuyuhiko asked?]
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Yeah no okay "dozing off" is a lie. He's snoozing away there.
If Hajime wants to know what Fuyuhiko was talking about and chance a glance at those paws sitting in his lap. On the back of each paw is a large odd symbol, fur missing as if it was burned off...]
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Hey, Tanaka...
[Wake up, dude. Hajime just glances quickly toward Fuyuhiko before taking a few steps forward and lowering his bag to the ground to start digging for the medical supplies. Like hell is he going to just start administering disinfectant to a giant bear without waking him up first-! He is going to glance quickly back toward Fuyuhiko at the sight of the weird symbols, more than a little alarmed.]
What happened...? That didn't happen to you, right?
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No, it didn't happen to me. Not yet, anyway, I mean I guess it's possible it's not something that affects everyone at once. Wouldn't be the first time that's happened... [Not that he's bitter or anything.]
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That wasn't much of a nap and he kind of wants to sleep a little longer, but Fuyuhiko and Hajime are back...so he'll just stare at them instead. That's much better than going back to sleep.]
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[Does he sound sarcastic? Of course not, who would sound sarcastic in this kind of situation? Especially when all he can really do is just shake his head in response to the sight of the former-peak. He can only be glad that more people weren't involved in it, since nobody he'd laptoped earlier had been seriously injured.]
But hey, this is probably going to hurt, Tanaka.
[Because what else is he supposed to do with that nasty-looking shoulder gash other than pour some disinfectant onto one of the gauze pads and start dabbing at it, trying to do his best to make sure there's no dirt or anything in the wound. Hajime's never been SHSL Nurse, but he does have enough common sense to try to help.]
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[He relocates up to the top of Hajime's head, not wanting to get in the way as he cleans Gundam's wound out. He's just gonna lay down up here, alright? Yeah. Comfy.]
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Though thankfully it's not with a jolt or a bite or anything. By now Gundam has become a very good patient. Even though it does indeed hurt, the most he's doing is tensing. There's a quiet sound here and there when Hajime is paying attention to deeper parts of the shoulder wound, but nothing more than a grunt or whine.
Ugh he's really sick of getting hurt. This sucks.]
...welcome back.
[Oh hey there we go. Awake enough to talk!]
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[He heard that sound of pain, though there's not much he can do about it (yet) other than just wince in sympathy and keep trucking on to clean out that wound. At least Gundam's awake now, which makes this slightly less hazardous to Hajime's health? A bonus.
But that "welcome back" is obviously not addressed to him, so he stays quiet as he keeps working, pressing clean gauze against the wound as soon as he's sure it's clear of dirt.]
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[At least Gundam listened and actually took it easy though, so he can't really complain.]
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And now he has to sit here and let you guys put disinfectant in his wounds and shit like cut him some slack you little assface.]
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But moving on and looking for any other scrapes or gashing that might need tending to!]
So Kuzuryuu said you twisted your ankle, too, right? I'm not sure what we can do about that... maybe a splint or something?
[Just kind of... glances straight up toward his hairline as if maybe he'd be able to see Fuyuhiko (he can't).] What do you think?
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[Hinata can just...prop him up and walk him back to the circle after he changes. Yeah, that'll work. And then Gundam can just lay down and take it easy the rest of the day.]
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After the discussion of his ankle he snorts.]
It's nothing to worry about...a splint would be too much work for something so minuscule out here.
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[No split needed! But time for Hajime to get up and move to the scrapes on his back to start the process over again. At least these don't seem to be as bad, and though neither of the boys can see his face from this position, he gives Gundam a somewhat impatient look.]
You know you don't have to pretend it doesn't hurt, right?
[Just going to kind of run his fingers through Gundam's fur in a kind of pet to make sure it's out of the way of one of the scrapes... don't be a dumb burr, he's had enough of that.]
Anyway, I'm glad it's not worse. I mean, with how big you are, it's pretty lucky you didn't get crushed by any of the rocks...
flipping order rq!!!!!!!!!!
He's not pretending! He's fine!!]
Where my good fortune lies is in the fact that Kuzuryuu was present. As it turns out, faeries are capable of transforming others into insects, and he discovered this ability during that hellfire rain. Transported me to safety after that...
[He's really grateful man. He'd be in much worse shape otherwise, or possibly dead. Can you imagine what getting hit in the head could have done to him?
He adds, a little more quietly:]
...I am also fortunate that you were willing to arrive here and tend to these wounds.
[Sorry he was rude earlier.]
Thank you both.
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Tch...I got lucky. You probably could've made it out unscathed if I'd known how to do that from the start...
[Or at least he could have done it on purpose instead of in a fit of panic over having to be protected again. It was a little traumatizing, having Gundam shield him from the rocks the way he had. A little too similar to Peko's execution for Fuyuhiko's taste...]
...but you're welcome. [It's mumbled into Hajime's hair, but he knows full well by now that Gundam's ears can pick almost anything up.]
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[Hajime just shakes his head gently, not wanting to dislodge the aforementioned yakuza. He can't really think of many situations where it might be necessary to turn someone into a bug, but... well, it worked out in this one, so he guesses that's good enough.
...Also he can't help but smile a little at Fuyuhiko's quiet mumble, while Hajime just pats Gundam's fur again. Bear fur isn't exactly soft, but it is still kind of nice to the touch in spite of that. Pets are good for swords, maybe bears will also like being pet? If nothing else, hopefully it distracts Gundam from the pain of the disinfectant.]
Don't worry about it. You guys would do the same for me if I got hurt, I'm sure. But... what kind of bug did you turn him into, Kuzuryuu? Can't you just do that so we can head back to the city?
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He almost seems to deflate a little, letting out a heavy sigh at that. Good, they're both aware of his gratefulness. If he's not a burden then he's satisfied...he's going to relax a little then, let Hajime tend him without any fuss. Definitely not enjoy those pets. Not at all, nope. Your hand is going to melt or burn or something if you keep that up Hajime!!!!! Better stop!!! He better stop you!!!!!!!! Except he's not...]
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I guess that makes sense. As much as anything around here makes sense, anyway. You didn't find any other powers, did you?
[Some other kind of dust, maybe? So far most of Fuyuhiko's changes sound awfully useful, and then there' Hajime. Just his luck, really.
But alright, as far as he can tell, that's it for Gundam's wounds. Just going to shove the supplies back into his bag and settle more comfortably on the ground nearby, keeping one hand on Tanaka's fur. It's warm? And while he might be properly dressed for the mountain -- remnants of it -- this time, it's still pretty chilly.]
I'm glad nobody was seriously hurt. I talked to a few of the others while I was waiting to hear from you... Koizumi seems alright, and Nanami... I'm really worried about her, but she wasn't injured.
[His voice gets a little quieter at the mention of Nanami. It's probably just because she's got all the hope shards and the others don't.]
...She does have marks like yours, though, Tanaka. Not... the same shape, but...
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[He's not really keen to dwell on this topic though. It's not that important, compared to what follows. He frowns, even though neither of his classmates can see it. He's glad to hear Mahiru's alright, but...]
...what's wrong with Nanami?
[The way he said it kind of implies there's something other than the weird marks going on with her.]
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[Or they could not be. They could be weird and unrecognizable just like his. But he's also curious as to how Chiaki is doing...]
They were very painful for me, and still ache...is it the same with her?
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