maskormenace | Capsule 006 💊 (Video) [Locked from Tetsuo]

[It's late at night, well past 11pm when the feed clicks on. At first it doesn't look like anything, a bunch of blackness with one bright light in the distance. It looks like a lamppost...or what's left of one. It seems to have been literally broken in half by impact alone, the metal completely snapped instead of bent, the upper half lying on the sidewalk and facing up. Sparks fly from the base of it, the cord obviously cut there when it was snapped. Whatever hit it...well, it had to be going at an incredible speed.

But the feed turns, towards a closer, brighter lamppost that seems to be intact, Kaneda sitting in front of it on the sidewalk.

Well, you look like you've seen better days, buddy.

He doesn't say anything at first, more so trying to catch his breath as a hand reaches up to his head. Face contorting into a wince as his fingers rake through his hair. When his gloved hand comes out, he looks at it as if he just found a gross bug.

Blood. Even better.]

Dammit.

[Whatever mirth he had in his voice earlier that night from the comm is gone, and the glitter in his eyes is lost. Oh yeah, he was recording, wasn't he. Those eyes turn towards the screen, away from the broken lamppost that he was seemingly fixated on. His voice is low, and some of his words are a little slurred as he tries to make a coherent sentence.]

Don't care who it is, but I need a healer. Or a way back.

[He's not too far from the house, but walking is just not happening.]

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[Kaneda lets that ice pack rest against his palm, holding it to his head as his fingers drum on the table. The cool feeling from the package is certainly helping, he can't even feel the throbbing pain from where the open wound had been before Curaga. He doesn't say much to start, listening for the water to finish boiling. But his mind is constantly turning gears in his head.]

How much of a mess do I look?

[A smile cracks on his face as he looks at Riku, unable to really hide that good mood anymore. Sure, this was a shitty situation, but they happened. And someone came to help him when he needed it. Riku was good at that.]

[Riku laughs, leaning back in his chair.]

You want me to be honest, or nice?

[He smiles quietly, turning his head to watch the kettle. It has a see-through side, and he can see the water line starting to be disturbed.]

I don't think I can be both.

[He has to think on that, eyes closing as that smile spreads more.]

Honest.

[Because he knows he looks like shit, the bag of potatoes on his face proves that.

...But the way Riku phrases that...it's a little reminiscent. Yamagata would have said the same exact thing.]

Uh, like absolute crap, is how.

[The water's rumbling now and he stands so he can dig around for mugs. He's unaware of the comparison Kaneda is drawing, but he'd be curious if he knew -- he doesn't know much about Kaneda's gang besides Tetsuo, after all.

Riku drops a teabag into each mug, facing Kaneda again so he can lean on the counter.]

I have faith you'll stop looking like crap in a day or so, though. Maybe once that egg disappears.

[He's about ready to toss that bag of fries at you, Riku. Just because he said honesty doesn't mean you're free from flying projectiles!

But he can smell that tea from here, and it's hard not to smile.]

Give me two days tops. I'll be up and about.

[Keep your fries, Kaneda, you'll need them. He nods, elbows on the counter behind him.]

Fair. Let me know if you need another round of healing in the meantime. I think I've built up enough energy again.

[His magic drained itself completely with that spell, but it does seep back slowly as he doesn't use it, and it's almost to full capacity again, he thinks. Maybe after his tea -- those sorts of things usually help.]

Oi, you did your part. Rest's on me, alright?

[As tempting as another healing is, he knows not to completely abuse it. Riku didn't have to do this for him, the least he could do was not run the guy's energy dry from it. Even if that's what it was for.]

Nothing I can't handle.

[He squints at Kaneda sitting there, then turns around to put the tea together, unsure what to say to that. He's sitting there with a bag of frozen food on his head but "no, that's good"? He shakes his head a little as he pours the hot water, then moves to wet a dishcloth and toss it too on the table in front of Kaneda.]

Here, you're still all bloody.

[Once that's done, he brings the tea to the table, setting Kaneda's mug down in front of him gently. He settles into his chair before he speaks again, uncertain.]

You're sure about the healing? I don't mind.

[Kaneda takes a look at the washrag a moment before reaching over, dotting his face with it a moment to see just where the blood was before he starts to wipe it, the warm water feeling oddly nice on his face. Refreshing, despite all that.

When the tea's set down, he sits up straight as he pulls it towards himself, holding it with one hand as he 'stirs' it with the teabag.]

You're still reeling from that portal of darkness or whatever.

Like hell I'm weaseling two healings out of your ass.

[He doesn't touch his tea, letting it do what it's going to do by itself. He simply stares at the mug for a few moments until Kaneda calls him out on the portal and then he's looking away, unsure.]

I'm not quite that bad at this point. Just a little nauseated.

[It's times like this he regrets that the Black Coat he'd worn for over a year is back home. He'd have really preferred to use it.]

[He sees Riku dodging, the way he looks away the moment it's brought up.]

Oi, it's not just me out there, you know. You go through some hell trying to heal me too, alright?

If you can deal with it, so can I.

[And his tone's firm, like that was the end of the discussion. Sorry Riku, that's what happens when he decides you're one of his own.]

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[His eyes flick back to Kaneda and then he's smiling quietly, leaning forward so he can examine his tea.]

... Okay. But you have to get Charlie or Ken to heal you as soon as they're here.

Deal.

[That at least got all the weight off Riku. He could work with that.]

You know, if you wanna bunk for the night, you can.

Mm...

[He considers this, hooking one foot around the other.]

... Yeah, I will. Sora's... not going to be up for ages anyway. So I don't have to worry about him.

Capsule 006 💊 (Video) [Locked from Tetsuo]

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wow i thought i replied to this

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