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Post by aqua on Mar 26, 2008 17:36:32 GMT -5
Vincent hadn't slept for three days straight. he had just reverted back to a cat after taking his beast rage in the woods. he dragged his weak body up the stairs and through the door of his dorm. the lights were out as he slid under his covers. he changed back to his human shape, his upper body showing. he was breathing heavy as his bruises and cuts were bleeding or sore. he tried sleeping, but only whimpered from his pain. he moved many times, almost throwing his covers off him and the bed. it didn't help that the door opened , flooding light into the room. he hissed and threw the covers over his head. he screamed as one of his cuts opened. he held his hand on the wound, the blood staining the sheets and showing through the blankets. tears rolled down his cheeks as he laid there, still.
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Post by Ayame on Mar 26, 2008 23:31:32 GMT -5
A sudden scream made the young Captain start in his attempt to enter the room in silence—he hadn't wanted to wake Licander if he was asleep in there right now. Any chance of not waking him was eliminated now, though, so Toshiro went right ahead and flipped on the light switch, glancing around for the source of the noise as light flooded the room.
Vincent was back, suddenly, in his bed with the blankets pulled up over his head. Blood was visible on the blankets, apparently having bled through from under them. "Blood...?" he muttered, moving quickly to stand next to Vincent's bed—removing Hyorinmaru and tossing it onto his own bed as he passed it—and ripping back the blankets unceremoniously and with considerable force. Blood stained the sheets around the beaten boy, flowing from various cuts. "Vincent, what the hell happened to you?!" Toshiro exclaimed, surprise evident in his voice.
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Post by aqua on Mar 27, 2008 5:33:48 GMT -5
He hissed again as he curled his body up, the wounds burning with each movement. When the sheets were ripped away and a familuar voice, he looked up slightly, squinting his eyes from the light. His skin was bare and cold now as he shivered from the sudden cold.
"People.....beast rage........hurt..........."
That was all he could say. He was so weak from his beast rage and loss of much sleep. He suddenly lashed out a set of broken claws at the one trying to help him. Even his hands had cuts that were bleeding. The tears started coming down harder as he laid there in pain, wanting to run away.
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Post by Ayame on Mar 27, 2008 12:53:47 GMT -5
Vincent squinted against the light, apparently trying to make out Toshiro's face. Every time he moved, his wounds bled more and still more injuries were visible as he cried. He was in horrible shape (which was particularly bad because, unlike his Lieutenant, Toshiro had never been much of a healer—he had generally focused on the use of kido in battle instead, while Kaite sought a more balanced use for it).
"People.... Beast rage.... Hurt...." And he left it at that, shivering.
Before the Captain could make a reply or even puzzle out exactly what he meant by this, the cat demon struck out suddenly with his claws. Toshiro, caught off guard, failed to block him and received the shallow cuts to the right side of his face. With an annoyed expression, he released the blankets and used his sleeve to wipe away the blood that had already surfaced. In doing so, he noticed the claws with his blood on them were broken. Had he been in his beast rage for the whole three days he'd been missing? "Calm down, Vincent," he told the boy patiently. No point getting pissed off at him over that. "It's just Toshiro. I'm trying to help you, so don't attack me again."
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Post by aqua on Mar 27, 2008 14:37:12 GMT -5
he placed his hands on his face, not covering his completely white eyes. his ears pinned back as he felt his spine burn as if it was on fire. he screamed again, only louder then before. he curled his body as tight as he could, hot tears now staining the sheets as well.
"Couldn't.....turn....back.....people....hurt......me...........almost.........rape..............."
his breath became shallow. his body was losing so much blood, he could barely stay awake. he suddenly screamed so loud, the kids in the lounge could hear him. he arched his back from the worst possible pain in his chest. he them lost consciousness, his breathing became harsh.
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Post by Ayame on Mar 27, 2008 15:51:14 GMT -5
Couldn't... turn... back.... People... hurt... me.... Almost... rape...."
Rape? Toshiro wondered silently as the boy's breathing became too shallow for speech. What the hell is rape? Toshiro may have been around a lot longer than probably just about anyone in this school besides Kaite, and he had been in the human world countless times in the past, but he was oblivious to the existence of such a crime. Not that he was completely unenlightened on the general subject. After all, being a Captain himself, he often found himself in the company of his older colleagues, several of whom were, nevertheless, remarkably less mature than Toshiro himself. Shunsui Kyoraku, for instance, was infamous for his womanizing, harassing his own Lieutenant about eighty percent of the time. Even so, he was still considered a minor by many of them, and they kept certain things from him with remarkable ease.
Suddenly, Vincent cut loose with a deafening scream, his back arcing in a catlike manner. Then he passed out, his breathing harsh. "Damn." Toshiro found himself seriously wishing the 4th Squad Captain—Retsu Unohana—were here right now. Squad 4 was the medic and supply squad—if Unohana were here, she could heal the boy easily. Toshiro would have to bandage the worst of his injuries instead, then try to get him to walk out of here once he woke up to somewhere they could meet Kaite and have her heal him.
With a sigh, Toshiro turned around and went digging under his bed for the first aid kit he'd brought from Soul Society. Where'd the damn thing go so quickly?
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Post by x_LiCANDER . on Mar 28, 2008 13:47:48 GMT -5
The one night he's actually in his dorm, he finds that he's having trouble sleeping. For the past how many days after the dorms got re-arranged, Licander had been out, coming back for showers and a change of clothes. He'd been 'busy', and he was just not thrilled about the idea of someone right there. You know? Anyway, whenever Li would get even somewhat close to sleep, he'd get the jump thing you get at the transition from light to heavy sleeping. Which, mind you, he hated. If it wasn't that, then it was these stupid little dreams that would start to come up without his permission. Weird little beginnings that would range from sitting in a field with lush green grass as far as the eye could see, or him flying with these wings he suddenly has across a purple and gold swirly sky with rocket launchers shooting up at him. Another that he could go right through a wall like he was a ghost, but only if he got a running start first.
Except once. This one time Licander actually managed to get to sleep. Past the twitch thing. Dreamless. Not too hot, not too cold, but the right temperature. Finally. But a taste of Murphy’s Law shattered his ‘perfect sleep’, as he heard footsteps by the door. He could wake from the most unusual of sounds, say, a penny drop in the next room. He could sleep through a wicked thunderstorm, simply because it’s natural. But anyway. Licander was woken up. He peeked through the sea of pillows and blankets to see …nothing. Lifting his head, he noticed it was a cat. …That was right, he’d heard that one of his roommates was some cat-demon thing. So he disregarded the matter, and attempted to return to his slumber. Unsuccessfully. Before he could even get that twitch, a deafening shriek or scream or whatever was sounded. Sitting up, Li groaned quietly and rolled over. Whoever screamed can wait. Not like he was on a mission to save people anyway.
And then the lights came on. Squinting his eyes, Li shuffled and hid under the mass of black blankets and sheets and duvets, its darkness shielding him from the light. Apparently his other roomie had decided to investigate, as there was talking. Nothing that Licander paid any attention to, mind you, seeing as he was wiped out and just wanted to get some shut-eye. For a little longer than 5 minutes. Then, another scream. Jesus, why does he scream? Apparently he’s not the most masculine of all guys.
He'd always had several pillows on his bed, the full sized ones being white while the 'throw' pillows were black. A majority of his possessions were those two colors, minus the occasional pink or green t-shirt or whatever. Li reached in a random area of his bed and snatched a white pillow and covered his head, knowing where everything was, despite the mess. Sure, he was a perfectionist, but when it came to his bed, he couldn’t care less. Beds are meant to be un-tidy. In his eyes, anyway.
By the third scream, Licander had given up. It was loud and… unmanly and weird. And it hurt his sensitive ears. He sat up, his torso poking up through the mass of blankets and pillows and whatever else. In a flash, he picked up a black throw pillow and whipped it across the room at the kid on the bed. Without moving his hands or any other little magical movement that you’d see on cartoons or movies, he manipulated the shadows to scale the wall and make its way to the light source, shrouding it with a shadow, and suddenly the room was dark again.
Would you keep it down…? I’m trying to sleep… he mumbled, not too loud but loud enough for them to hear. Unless they were deaf. He didn’t know. And yeah, he was aware of the jerk he was just being, as it’s usually something he wouldn’t do. But he was annoyed. So there.
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Post by Ayame on Mar 28, 2008 15:26:15 GMT -5
Suddenly, the sound of a pillow flying through the air and colliding with Vincent's bed reached him. Then the light went off. "Would you keep it down...? I'm trying to sleep...."
"Crap," Toshiro muttered, ceasing his search for the medical supplies and pulling out from under his bed. Licander finally seemed to have woken up. "Sorry, Licander," he added audibly, turning to face the disgruntled elemental of shadows with half-sightless eyes. "’Didn't mean to wake you. Vincent's the one doing all the screaming; he's in really bad shape. And I can't find the damned first-aid kit!"
With that last rueful comment, he gave up on searching for it altogether—he'd just have to do what he could for the most critical of his injuries and hope for the best. With a resigned sigh, he moved back to Vincent's bed, tossing aside the black pillow as he reached it. A dim blue glow formed on his right hand, which he held out over the unconscious demon. Slowly, his wounds started closing. Toshiro's lack of practice in the field of healing meant he wouldn't be able to prevent scars, but at least the pain would subside and his injuries would heal, at least enough to make them minor at worst. Unfortunately, the process would also be quite slow. Even Captains have limits, after all.
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Post by aqua on Mar 28, 2008 17:02:21 GMT -5
His breathing was steady now, but his face still seemed distorted from pain. His eyes slowly opened, eyes still completely white. He turned his head carefully to see the source of the blue light to see Toshiro. He tried to move his body, but it was sore, making him meowed lowly in pain. He turned his back to Toshiro, ears pinned back still.
"Sorry I scratched you."
His voice sounded as if he was close to death itself. He wrapped his arms around his knees that he had pulled up to his chest. Not another sound came from him after that.
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Post by x_LiCANDER . on Mar 29, 2008 12:31:19 GMT -5
Sorry, Licander, said the guy, after muttering the word 'Crap', for whatever reason Licander didn't know. Didn't mean to wake you. Vincent's the one doing all the screaming; he's in really bad shape. And I can't find the damned first-aid kit! Licander had figured by now that it was the kid on the bed who was freaking out, he just didn't know the names. Clearly the white-haired one is Toshiro, then. Licander glanced over to the duo, Toshiro healing Vincent's wounds, or whatever the blue light was for. Cat-boy seemed to wake up.
Sorry I scratched you. he said, his voice weak. After staring at the apparantly helpless boy in the dim blue light for a few seconds, Licander rolled his eyes and leaned over his bedside. Reaching under his bed, he grabed the one thing that was down there: his First Aid kit, which was unsurprisingly black with an inch tall white cross thing in the top right corner. He slid it out from under the bed, then pushed it in Vincent's direction. Which only made it about two feet. Licander's face fell. Proving to himself how tired he really was. Rolling out from the safety and security of his bed, Licander grabbed his First Aid kit. Right away he glanced around the room to see if there were any windows open. It was chilly in the room and he could feel it, as he wasn't wearing a shirt. He was wearing black pants of some sort, which was good. =D
Walking over to the open window first, he closed it. Tightly. Must preserve warmth while he's not cozy in his bed. The he ambled over to Vincent and Toshiro. Toshiro. Toshi. Yoshi! Licander smirked. Yoshi. He should start calling Toshi 'Yoshi'. Haha...
...Or not. Licander placed his kit on a piece of bedding that didn't have any blood on it. Here, he said simply, before looking at the kid, his amrs wrapped around his knees that were at his chest. Frowning, Licander walked around to the foot of the bed. He reached forward and grabbed V's ankles, before pulling them down. V, he'd trying to heal you. Doing that doesn't help. he muttered, before letting go. Jeez.
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Post by aqua on Mar 29, 2008 14:05:24 GMT -5
His eyes went wide as he felt a set of hands grab his ankles. He nearly jumped off the bed, meowing out of shock, as his ankles were pulled to strighten out his legs.
"Merroww! I'm cold!"
Why wouldn't he, he had no clothes on and the room was freezing. His tail curled just below his waist, covering his lower region from view. His face was juat barely tinted pink. He had never thought his roommates, that were both guys, would see him in such a weak state. He turned his eyes away as his chest was still sore, causing him to twitch for a moment. His eyes remained a dark sliver after that.
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Post by Ayame on Mar 29, 2008 20:28:07 GMT -5
Well, the boy was coming around now. Vincent looked at the white-haired Captain with equally white eyes before painfully turning his back on him. "Sorry I scratched you," he said weakly, pulling his knees to his chest and hugging them closer. Toshiro blinked at the apology. He'd already forgotten all about that, despite the blood still wet on his cheek. He'd wash that off later, he figured. "It doesn't matter, don't apologize." he replied in quiet, dismissive tones.
There was silence for a while as Toshiro tried to distinguish the worst injuries without making Vincent move. The boy had unwittingly made things more difficult. Toshiro had seen this kind of behavior before on trips to Squad 4's hospital—it was apparently pretty common among the injured, but even the rankless members had managed it alright. It seemed he'd just have to deal with it.
From the sound of it, Licander got out of bed and shut the window, which Toshiro hadn't even noticed was open, but whatever. Then he made his way over to the other two, placing a black box on a bloodless area of the bed. "Here." "Thanks," he replied quietly, with a small nod of the head to indicate acknowledgment. Assuming he could figure out how to use whatever was in a first-aid kit from the living world—a place full of electricity and a plethora of advanced technologies—he'd be able to use his original plan after all. Licander walked to the foot of the bed, grabbed Vincent's ankles, and pulled them so his legs straightened out, exposing more wounds. "V, he's trying to heal you. Doing that doesn't help," he muttered.
In response, Vincent jumped and let out a sound that was remarkably like a cat's meow. "Merroww! I'm cold!" he exclaimed, curling his tail around his lower area. Cold? Toshiro wondered silently. Is he sick or something? It's not even chilly in here.... Of course, Licander had closed the window. Maybe it was just him. Whatever. "Yeah, well, that does make it more difficult," he told the boy, keeping his thoughts to himself. "Sorry, but just try to handle it for now, alright?"
Toshiro ceased with healing the boy at that point, the glow simply lifting off his hand to concentrate into a small floating ball of spirit energy. He'd need the light, and it didn't occur to him to ask Licander to just turn the light back on. It remained in place as he took Licander's first-aid kit and opened it to check the supplies. He found it was actually much the same as the one he'd brought, which was a relief. "I'm not as good at healing as Kaite is, Vincent, so this is the best I can really do." he explained simply, taking Vincent's left arm rather unceremoniously and starting treatment on a particularly nasty cut on his forearm. "She can finish the job as soon as you're ready to walk."
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Post by aqua on Mar 30, 2008 14:14:47 GMT -5
He wanted to pull his arm away, but at the same time he knew he needed the help.
"Just be careful when you touch me, okay?"
He tried to make sure they couldn't see his face as his fangs lenthened over his lips. His eyes turned a rosey pink out of this whole ordeal. His body was still bleeding andsore, but he was nervous at the fact that two rather cute guys were trying to clean his rather sensative body of wounds. He just squeezed his eyes shut as a small blush appeared. He hoped they wouldn't notice.
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Post by x_LiCANDER . on Mar 31, 2008 1:48:12 GMT -5
Okay, so he did pull down the legs of some naked guy, which seemed understandably uncomfortable for V, given the way he jumped like that. Or maybe he was just surprised. Whatever. Licander was rather comfortable with his sexuality, so seeing some naked dude on a bed didn't really faze him. It's not like V was the first nude guy he's ever seen in his life. Now, that may come out a little wrong, in more ways than a few, but really. He's a professional assassin. He sees some of the oddest people, doing the oddest things. Luckily for Li, he's blessed with the privilege of exterminating those... weirdos [[understatement]] from this place we call Earth.
Merroww! I'm cold! ...V just meowed. Li stared at him oddly for a moment, before remembering that V could turn into a cat or something. Li looked over the boy. Why was he so cut up? Did he get jumped or something? He'd been gone for a few days apparently, so who knows what happened.
Yeah, well, that does make it more difficult. Sorry, but just try to handle it for now, alright? Licander, now sitting on the edge of the bed, cross-legged. Looking at Vincent. Wow. He had a tail. There were quite a few people here who seemed to have ears and a tail. Odd. I'm not as good at healing as Kaite is, Vincent, so this is the best I can really do. continued Yoshi, applying something onto V's arm. She can finish the job as soon as you're ready to walk. 'Ready to walk'? Licander hoped that wouldn't take too long. The sooner he gets to this 'Kaite' person, the sooner he can get healed, the sooner Li can go back to bed. But we all have priorities, I suppose.
Just be careful when you touch me, okay? Licander looked up at V's face and noticed his eyes were pink. Pink! Weird. It was like he was a blind man; only instead of white eyes they were... pink. Weird. And then he noticed V’s face taking on a pink hue. And yes, it is dark in the room. But given Licander is a Lycan, he’s given the jolly little boost of eyesight in the dark. Li frowned. Was V beginning to overheat or something? The shadows uncovered the light fixture on the ceiling, pouring light back into the room. Light would help Yoshi see better. Li leaned forward to V, and Put his hand on his forehead.
You heating up or something...? he asked simply, looking at him skeptically. Now that there was some more light in here, he could definitely see the pink touch to his cheeks. He retracted his hand and looked to Yoshi. …Should I get some kinda cloth, or what?
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Post by aqua on Mar 31, 2008 16:34:16 GMT -5
His eyes shot open to reveal the newly formed dark yellow. His face went scarlet at Licander's touch. He shot both hands to his face, ripping to one Toshiro was cleaning up away from him. He curled up some what.
"I'm f-fine. Just d-don't touch m-my face a-a-again."
It hurt him to move so quickly, but he was just embarassed at this whole situation. The red was just getting deeper with each moment.
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