[ yea he's fucking out of it man he can't stand up
jiaoqiu wakes to the sound of music, and he - can't see at all, really, which is clear when he opens his eyes. he digs his nails into the bed for a moment. and then: ]
Where -- Marcoh? [ he sounds wrecked, but worried. ] Siffrin? Yves?
Yves and Siffrin both were attempting to escape their hospital rooms when I ran into them. Marcoh was still in his, and asleep, the last that I saw him.
All three accounted for and alive. [ he shifts up from his seat, preparing the hydro flask with straw that he got so that jiaoqiu wouldn't have to move around much. ] I have painkillers and tea, if you're able to swallow.
Nor should you. [ he reaches out to very, very carefully set his hand across his - collar? IS THIS UNSTABBED AND UNHARMED, FLURRY? ] They've been taken care of - and everyone else is keeping an eye on them. We are all rotating between the four of you.
[ can't stand your ass WHY ARE ALL HEALERS LIKE THIS ]
[ HE'S FINE ON THE COLLAR gives you my injury copypaste:
he has like, stab wounds everywhere. it's his shoulder, his legs, and in his stomach. they look like someone was trying to run him through with a sword with the shoulder and stomach, but the legs are more shallow, thinner. one of his arms is just absolutely useless - a gouge near the inner elbow/forearm, something that looks like it was made with some sort of sharp teeth. it's messy. there's also some sort of gouge-y bite wound on his shoulder, too.
he's got slash marks across his face, too. kind of claw like. and his left ear is ripped in half - it's missing the top half of it, so he's just got half an ear. it's all bandaged as much as it can be.
I will not resort to that unless you continue. Not in your current state, Jiaoqiu.
[ WHO ATE HALF AN EAR OFF THIS BOY. what did ty do to you!!! "it might not have been ty" this is some raven cycle ass shit with the coke shirt.
he pushes gently to make him lay back, other hand coming to clear away some of his hair from his face, getting a look at him and frowning deeply, unhappily. it's obvious in his voice. ]
Is it a compulsion? [ or your own stupidity? ] Siffrin seemed just as intent as you, with intensity.
I will restrain you, if I must, but not before then. [ this is enough of a warning for him to be on the alert, but with how severely injured jiaoqiu is... he's not going to do it unless absolutely necessary. ] ... the domain you entered got into your head?
[ maybe for your birthday w6 will be kinder to you........ ]
Stay here with me, Jiaoqiu. [ bringing the cup around, to offer it to him, straw and all. something to help the rough edge of his throat, and to perhaps help him rest before curfew. ] You may rest, if you need it, but you need not go where we can't follow.
he takes the cup, and while he feels a slight bit of shame at the straw, he's too tired to really feel it. it's embarrassing, but he knows his limits, and his gratitude is clear. his pride is his own problem.
a deep breath. ]
I'm here. [ ... ] I don't have the time to leave, anyhow. Or the ability, between you and Anders.
[ anders just slaps him upside the head every time he drifts ]
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jiaoqiu wakes to the sound of music, and he - can't see at all, really, which is clear when he opens his eyes. he digs his nails into the bed for a moment. and then: ]
Where -- Marcoh? [ he sounds wrecked, but worried. ] Siffrin? Yves?
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All three accounted for and alive. [ he shifts up from his seat, preparing the hydro flask with straw that he got so that jiaoqiu wouldn't have to move around much. ] I have painkillers and tea, if you're able to swallow.
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he's going to sit up. this is bad, he shouldn't do this, but he does. ]
They shouldn't be moving. [ ignores the last bit because he is so much more worried about them because he's stupid ]
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[ can't stand your ass WHY ARE ALL HEALERS LIKE THIS ]
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he has like, stab wounds everywhere. it's his shoulder, his legs, and in his stomach. they look like someone was trying to run him through with a sword with the shoulder and stomach, but the legs are more shallow, thinner. one of his arms is just absolutely useless - a gouge near the inner elbow/forearm, something that looks like it was made with some sort of sharp teeth. it's messy. there's also some sort of gouge-y bite wound on his shoulder, too.
he's got slash marks across his face, too. kind of claw like. and his left ear is ripped in half - it's missing the top half of it, so he's just got half an ear. it's all bandaged as much as it can be.
he doesn't move again, breathing harshly. ]
I should be restrained.
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[ WHO ATE HALF AN EAR OFF THIS BOY. what did ty do to you!!! "it might not have been ty" this is some raven cycle ass shit with the coke shirt.
he pushes gently to make him lay back, other hand coming to clear away some of his hair from his face, getting a look at him and frowning deeply, unhappily. it's obvious in his voice. ]
Is it a compulsion? [ or your own stupidity? ] Siffrin seemed just as intent as you, with intensity.
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I tried to... I tried to strangle Shadowheart. [ he says, distantly. ] The woods are behind my eyes.
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I will restrain you, if I must, but not before then. [ this is enough of a warning for him to be on the alert, but with how severely injured jiaoqiu is... he's not going to do it unless absolutely necessary. ] ... the domain you entered got into your head?
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Yes. [ he says, finally, swallowing hard. ] The car crash was my fault.
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How so? [ he lowers to sit again, reaching for the tea to pour it into the thermos while keeping a close eye on him. ] A forced hand..?
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Possession, I suppose. Whatever it was wanted the rest of them dead, by any means necessary.
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You've all made it back here, where we might stop you. Help you recover. [ can jiaoqiu have a single week where his life doesn't suck? ]
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Mm. [ that's... all he can manage. he's trying very hard not to drift. ]
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Stay here with me, Jiaoqiu. [ bringing the cup around, to offer it to him, straw and all. something to help the rough edge of his throat, and to perhaps help him rest before curfew. ] You may rest, if you need it, but you need not go where we can't follow.
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he takes the cup, and while he feels a slight bit of shame at the straw, he's too tired to really feel it. it's embarrassing, but he knows his limits, and his gratitude is clear. his pride is his own problem.
a deep breath. ]
I'm here. [ ... ] I don't have the time to leave, anyhow. Or the ability, between you and Anders.
[ anders just slaps him upside the head every time he drifts ]