Comments | in_summer_leaf: [For Dean and Jaenelle] Little Red Riding Hood should be here instead of me

in_summer_leaf

[For Dean and Jaenelle] Little Red Riding Hood should be here instead of me

Jun 21, 2011 22:30

[Backdated to the night Hisoka was attacked by Morgoth's wolves outside his boat shed in the woods. Continued from this thread.]

( What's the problem? They didn't QUITE manage to chew my arm off... )

who: jaenelle angelline, !closed post, who: dean winchester, !backdated post

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surfaceshine June 22 2011, 07:10:50 UTC

It doesn't last much longer - the steady, hot thrum of Dean's temper insists, actually, that the fight doesn't last nearly long enough, though his practical side is well aware that he's wasting precious time. The metal of the Colt is still warm in his hand when he turns from staring down the body of the last wolf to go down, making sure it lies motionless before he switches his attention from the enemy to the reason he came down here at all ( ... )

in_summer_leaf June 22 2011, 07:29:04 UTC

Hisoka becomes aware that somebody is trying to get his attention. "Dean?" he says, quizzically. He takes a breath, as he is bidden to do. He is sick and dizzy, and he nearly sinks back into that waiting tunnel. And somehow he does not fall, as Dean hauls him into the shed, but that is because Dean is bearing most of Hisoka's weight.

surfaceshine June 22 2011, 16:38:41 UTC

"The one and only, you got it. We're gonna slap a bandaid on you and then head up to the house - how's that sound?" Dean pauses only to hook the edge of the shed door with one foot, pulling it wider somehow without losing balance and sending them both to the ground, before ducking into the relative cover of the interior. He doesn't need anything fancy, never has and usually doesn't get it anyway, so the first empty expanse of floor he can find that is large enough to work in is where he lowers Hisoka as carefully back to his back as he can. "Alright, one second here ( ... )

in_summer_leaf June 24 2011, 02:03:14 UTC

Hisoka turns his head and opens his mouth as though to speak, gasp, or simply take another breath as Dean begins to apply direct pressure to slow or staunch the bleeding. But in fact, he makes no sound at all ( ... )

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in_summer_leaf July 16 2011, 16:15:22 UTC

"Glad you did," says Hisoka, the faintness of his voice not diminishing the fervour of his agreement.

He meets Jaenelle's eyes, his own expressing a worry as well. "Dean..." he says. Meaning he's glad she kept her voice low pending the disappearance of the hunter's boot-steps from the back porch's stairs.

There is a star of energy blooming in his heart, radiating power out into the damaged areas. It is still mainly hers. But the bleeding has stopped, and now his body can concentrate on stabilizing the dangerously low blood pressure and combating shock in other ways.

[Do you want to FTB? We could hand-wave the rest. Presumably he heals enough to be out of danger and she snags somebody to help lug him to some safe first-floor location where he can sleep it off. And thanks, this was very sweet of you and Jaenelle. ~♥]