Day 11

[pandatreasure]

BOOOOOOOOOOOOORING!

[Ah yes, there's the beautiful sound of Raquelle's voice ringing out over the loudspeakers to wake everyone the fuck up this fine and lovely morning. Don'tcha just love that raccoon screeching.]

I get it, I get it, you're all fat and happy after the holidays. Well, no more of that, that's for sure! You can trust us on that, you sure can, nyehehehehe! 'til then...Oooh, maybe we will have some corpses to mess with if you guys don't hurry your butts up.

Nyehehehehe!

[Aaaand with that, she's gone. What the hell is she talking about? Maybe take some time to check out all the cool new areas that have been found overnight and find out...]


((Content Warning: Investigation portions of this post are going to contain eye trauma/horror. The tag in which it actually appears will be marked in the subject, but please be aware of this before choosing to participate in the investigation!

For this investigation! because there's very little to find, there are going to be two toplevels for the locations containing stuff. Please give precedence to people who didn't find anything last time! Once the appropriate discoveries have been made, feel free to involve others in each thread.

Recyclr))

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[fineprinted]

[ WINCE. SO MUCH WINCING tsumugi has to pull away for a bit to collect himself, christ

okay, now that he swallows down the urge to throw up, he turns to look at the wound again and - ]

A-All right. I think the least I can do is c-clean up the wound before Mr. Ulaz gets here...

[ because he is so not pulling bullets out of people's bodies?? so he shakes off this pretty terrible feeling and gets to work, filling basins full of water, taking out some alcohol and antiseptic and bandages - all those basic first aid shit. ]

You looked like you've lost a lot of blood, but... I'm glad you're alive.

[purrtagonist]

[THERE'S NO BULLET TO PULL OUT IT'S FINE, but. yeah. it's probably a good idea to clean it]

[Akira swallows thickly]

Tsumugi, you don't-- [have to do this is what he wants to say, but he feels dizzy and sick again. and that sensation is all too familiar to a time back in an interrogation room, oh so long ago]

. . . thanks. . .

[is what he says instead

[fineprinted]

[ he appreciates the thanks! but here's the hard part - actually cleaning that shit. he readies a cotton ball that's dipped in alcohol and ]

This will sting a lot but it's not too bad compared to what you went through, don't worry.

[ and starts dabbing at the wound as much as possible, letting akira jump or something if he reacts badly to antiseptic. it's fine, they can both handle this. ]

[purrtagonist]

[to his credit, he doesn't jump! if only because his entire body is already wracked with an intense, dull pain. he does hiss though, instinctively tilting his head to bite down on the collar of his jacket, mostly to keep himself from crying out]

[keep doing what you're doing, Tsumugi. he'll live]

[fineprinted]

[ better not die on him now, man. tsumugi flinches at the hiss, knowing that akira's hurting more than ever, but he keeps at it. dabbing at the wound with cotton, carefully cleaning around the wound with a wet towel while turning his head away so as not to look at the injury for too long, peeling away his gloves carefully and scrutinizing the damage there...

and just sets his hands on his chest gingerly. ]

This is all I can do for now. [ yet another one of his forced smiles, he's trying so hard ] Mr. Ulaz will be with you in a moment. For now... just rest.

[purrtagonist]

[by the time Tsumugi is done, Akira is stiff and tense, back arched against the bed (which is not at all helping the open wound running from his shoulder to his waist). it isn't until the bullet wound is cleaned and Tsumui pulls back that he relaxes, rolling back onto his side, swallowing down a pained noise in the back of his throat]

W. . . [utterly breathless] What about Ichigo?

[fineprinted]

He's still... [ sort-of half dead but he's still breathing, at least?? ] Recuperating. You should rest for a moment until the doctor arrives.

[purrtagonist]

[half-dead is bad but breathing is good?? that seems to appease Akira, as he makes small noise of affirmation]

Watch him. . . please. Until the doctor gets-- gets here.

[fineprinted]

Of course.

[ ... ]

Do you know who attacked you, at least? Please, any detail would be helpful.

[purrtagonist]

. . . not a "who."

A "what."

[so that's a "yes, he does remember."]