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[A mess of wild, unkempt brown hair can be seen cascaded over a tanned, dirtied and bruised face. The direction of the feed is strange and awkwardly angled; the fragmented remains of green and white armor, and shredded black giving way to an equally bruised and burnt chest appear alarming. The barely distinguishable sand the body rests on and the
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He'd taken note that one colleague, Origami Cyclone, had left, and he doesn't know how to feel about that. But the Judge and his partner are still present, and are fair game to see this.
Until right now, until he received the call, he hadn't thought about it. Now, though, he has no choice but to respond. He grins, notices the movement behind Yuri as he walks, and quietly huffs out a breath. He's at the park, there's no way to hide that now.]
S-sir, thank you for the concern, but...
[He scratches at his disheveled hair idly, and tries to will away the wince tugging at the corner of his eyes. He sounds almost apprehensive; he's too stubborn to admit that he needs help even for this, but there really is no getting around it this time.
He sighs, and his grin becomes a small pout.]I might need some help getting my ( ... )
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I've had experience tending to injuries like the ones you appear to have.
[He has tended to his own injuries, after all.]
I should arrive within five to ten minutes if the subway is on time. Please remain on the swings until I get there.
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I don't think I'll be going anywhere.
[He mutters a quiet thank you, before cutting the call short, and letting the Dreamberry fall from his hands to the sand below his feet. He doesn't want to worry anyone, doesn't want to be a bother. He won't be answering the phone for a little while after this.
With a sigh, he closes his eyes and slumps his body against the chain as he waits, the adrenaline leaving his body and giving way to a wary sort of exhaustion.]
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The ride isn't long, fifteen minutes at the most, and the park is only a few blocks from the station. Half of Yuri's lunch-break is already gone. Fabulous.]
Mr. Kaburagi?
[Ah, there he is, and in terrible condition, sitting on the swings of the playground.]
What happened to you... Did this happen in Somarium?
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[He opens his eyes and blinks numbly for a moment, before flicking his unsteady gaze on the Judge and offering a faint smile.
He doesn't move, his damaged torso still slouched and his body slack on the swing. He wants to stand, prove that he's alright, but he's not fooling anyone. He has the energy and the tolerance to move around, make his own way to help, but he lacks the motivation.
After everything that's happened, the only thing that's kept him going is motivation and the will to persevere. Now that he's back in Somarium, though, he's oddly comfortable. At rest...
He just wants a break, since he can never seem to catch one.]
I went home for a bit...
[He shakes his head, stray strands of hair falling into his eyes. What happened? Where to even start.]
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[As soon as he kneels down in front of the Hero to remove a piece of the armor hanging over one of his wounds, the Judge's Dreamberry rings. Unfortunately, the call would have to wait for a few minutes. Five minutes. It's likely concerning the current murder investigation or one of the week's upcoming trials. The Chief Prosecutor can wait for five minutes.]
Kotetsu, what happened that resulted in you looking like this? [Yuri gives the man a once over, still kneeling in front of him.] You can't remain here in this condition, let me take you to the hospital or call one of the doctors to come out here.
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[He weakly chuckles, and feels a small sense of pride in the fact that he was able to. He was clearly needed. As trying and painful as his experience back home was, it was necessary. The Heroes needed him, his partner need him, and while the ending result wasn't ideal, it was necessary, too.
He flinches a little as the Judge reaches for his wounds, preparing himself for the inevitable process of removing his melted and shattered armor. He opens an eye to retain eye contact, but the question of how he arrived in this state seems to physically exhaust him.]
A lot, but can we talk about it later? [He lifts a hand, and raises a pinky.] I promise I won't lie to the Judge.
[He doesn't object to the need for assistance like he wants to, just closes his eye and allows the other man to make the call. Until Barnaby arrives, he's in Yuri's hands.]
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[Yuri stands to his feet and dusts his knees off before pulling his Dreamberry from his pocket. Kotetsu was in terrible condition and he hated to leave him sitting there any longer than necessary, but this call was important. The Chief Prosecutor wouldn't be phoning him in the middle of the day just to have a casual conversation.]
Kotetsu, I apologize. I need to take this call.
[He looks down at the man, eyes moving from injury to injury.]
Try not to move until I return, I will try to make this call as brief as possible.
[ooc: continued here]
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