it only hurts for a moment - you get used to it quickly

[swordsinternally]

[ After everything's said and done, Shirou's going to go ahead and set things up for today. It's the same as always; nothing has changed-- but he still wants to believe that there's something worth in doing this, so he'll at least go ahead and do that once he's given out notes (or told a person verbally, one on one) under their door, a small neat note stating: ]

For those who don't want to be alone today:

I know it's been a hard month. And I know it's probably going to get even more difficult from here. But I don't want anyone to give up just yet. If you'd like, there'll be food and drinks in the simulation room.

- E.

[ And for those who decide to make the trip to the simulation room, they'll find themselves walking into what seems to be a karaoke bar! Shirou's made it pretty spacious and there is, in fact, a table set up with some food for everyone to take - primarily burgers and ramen (hell, there's a bit of ramen burgers, too, the Biggest Cancer) - that he's made the decision to make, so feel free to take it, and he's willing to even get drinks for everyone, too.

This includes virtual drinks, as he actually has some experience working at a bar, even if it was more menial tasks and less bartending. But hey, there's a first time for everything, yeah?

And there's also the option to sing your heart out-- although that might not be the most appropriate, given the last execution, but he's. He's trying, anyway. ]

Comments

[donotlick]

[ Hank can't say he's surprised, given what he saw-- what everyone saw at the trial.

He's not surprised. And he's not impressed, either, when he walks in on this scene. ]

Hey! [ He's loud and stern, his voice cutting through with no room for argument. Dad mode fully activated, needless to say. ] The fuck do you think you're doing, kid?

[ososoi]

[ The sudden voice of another person startles the wasted NEET. ]

...Wueht?! Wuht?

...

What?

...

[ He spits out some of the blood that had spilt from his injured nose into his mouth. ]

...Oji-shan?

[donotlick]

[ Yeah, sometimes you need a stern hand when people are losing it, Hank's learned as much in his years of police work. ]

Dumb kid.

[ Hank mutters. Osomatsu's not a perp. He's just a kid. A kid whose friends keep dying. ]

C'mere, lemme take a look at that.

[ He holds out his hand, reaching out to him. Oh, kid. ]

[ososoi]

[ Osomatsu falls from his knees onto his ass, scooting away slightly, looking like a hurt animal. ]

Waht are ya doin'?!

[ He can't think straight. ]

[donotlick]

[ Hank siiiiiiighs. If you weren't injured, you'd be getting such a talking to, young man. ]

You're not leaving me much choice here, kiddo.

[ Time to start stepping closer to Osomatsu. He's gonna, well. He's gonna try to pick him up. ]

Hold still.

[ososoi]

[ Osomatsu flinches. ]

Ahh... fuuuck...!

[ What is happening ]

[donotlick]

[ Yep, Hank is gonna pick him up, then. Bridal-carry style. He's a strong guy, he's got this. ]

You dizzy or something? I can stop at a bathroom -- no way you're throwing up on me, got it?

[ososoi]

Ah-- wait! Tablet! Magatama!

NEED THEM!

[donotlick]

[ Ah, right. Hank nods. ]

Gotcha, gotcha.

[ He'll just go on over and grab both those things, handing them to Osomatsu. Strong dad got u covered, child. ]

Anything else?

[ososoi]

[ The tablet and magatama rests on Oso's chest, held in place with his right arm as he tries his best to not get any blood on them. ]

[ He shakily wipes his bloody nose with the sleeve of his white shirt. ]

...Right.

[donotlick]

Good.

[ Hup. Off they go, then. Hank's planning on carrying Osomatsu all the way to the nurse's office because he is not equipped to deal with this. ]

I'm gonna have your ass for fucking drinking again, don't think you're not in trouble.

[ososoi]

Not faiiiir! I jus' needed ta... agh!

[ And then he sneezes. ]

Ow, fuck, that hurt!

[donotlick]

Yeah, no shit.

[ Still carrying the boy, still mad at him!! ]

I told you to fucking stop drinking, and what did you do?

[ososoi]

Geeet wast'd. [ It's hard to tell if that's an answer or he's trying to insult Hank. ]

[donotlick]

[ It sounds like an answer, that's fine. ]

Yeah, exactly.

[ He sighs. He's holding a bleeding kid who is Sad. At least anger is better than numbness?? ]

Kid, we talked about this. Drinking isn't gonna solve shit. Talking it out with people's way more goddamn healthy than this bullshit.

[ososoi]

NOOO can'ttalkcan'ttalkcan'ttalk--

Fuhk this, fuhk that, fuhk ev'rythin'!

...

Arewethereyet??

[donotlick]

[ Hank rolls his eyes. Children. ]

Mmhmm, almost there.

[ They are indeed almost there. In fact, the nurses' office is just up ahead. ]

[ososoi]

[ Osomatsu spits out some more blood to the side, away from Hank. ]

God... feerlt like for'ver.

time to ping michi

[donotlick]

[ Hey, at least he's being nice enough not to spit blood on him. ]

Well, excuse me for not wanting to sprint your drunk ass to the nurse's office, princess.

[ knock knock, anybody home? ]

hewwo

[faymilydoctor]

[It's late but-- holy crap she's fast. Even though she's wearing a pair of black pajama pants, a white tank top and a tan cardigan.]

Wha-- oh holy crap!

[Is... is fast just this girl's natural setting? She's immediately zooming around the room grabbing this and that pretty nimbly for a girl just woken up.]

Sanitizer, gloves, gauze-- GET HIM IN HERE NOW-- water, antibiotic cream, bandage-- GOOD!

[She turns to Osomatsu and Hank and--]

Sit!!

[One or both of you... who can even tell? But she's cleaned off the patient table so Osomatsu at least should probably get up there.]

[ososoi]

STOPYELLIN'ATME!

[ As much as it hurts, his left hand clings to Hank. ]

...Wait am I suppose' to sit down?

[ Oso, get off your drunken ass. ]

[faymilydoctor]

That's what I said, sit.

[She tips her head over at Hank.]

He can sit up there with you too if you want, but I need that hand. Hold the other hand okay?

[She's a Professional.]

[ososoi]

...Agh, fine.

[ ... ]

Put me down, Oji-san.

[donotlick]

[ Hank does as instructed, laying Osomatsu down on a cot. (he will hold his other hand, though.) ]

Don't go easy on 'im.

[ He scoffs. Unimpressed. Time to tattle!! ]

He was drunk, too.

[ososoi]

[ Isn't it obvious? And he's still drunk! ]

Fuhkin' spoilspurt!

[ what are you talking about oso ]

[ also the tablet and magatama are probably put somewhere safe. ]