Dawn of the Eighth Day [open commentlog]

[threedaystime]

[Link is lying in the hallway of deck 07, just a few yards down from the aft stairwell. Blood has soaked his tunic on his left side and a pool is starting to collect underneath him and soak into the carpet. There is no rip in his tunic to indicate he was recently attacked

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[pimp_hat]

[There are several things Kevas might expect to come across during his walks around the ship. This is not one of them. The sight nearly causes him to drop his rum.]

Liddle mon!

[He kneels down beside Link and checks the kid's pulse. Still alive, but he's doing well at all. The kid probably won't last much longer. No one way he can treat this. In fact he knows only one who might though he loathes to admit it.

No choice though, he's going to have to take Link to the infirmary. Kevas chugs the rest of his room and tossed the bottle to the floor. He scoops Link's small body into his arms and sprints up the stairs.]

Hang on liddle mon. Joo gonna be fine. Just hang on.

Might I be needed in this thread?

[autodiagnose]

[O hi, AMU is waiting in the infirmary whenever you get there~]

Yes please ^_^

[threedaystime]

[When Kevas touches him he suddenly cries out, a high-pitched primitive noise of a very afraid, very much in pain little boy. As he's scooped up, he slumps against him, face pressed against Kevas' chest, and the movement of every step makes a wave of agony pass through him. It's paralyzing, and all he can do is lay in his arms limply and keep breathing.

Kevas might notice the sickening smell of rot now that Link's off his stomach and the source of the blood is exposed to the air. It's like the smell of Carnival - or Shayn's dead bears and hexes.]

[pimp_hat]

[Oh he notices it. That giant nose isn't just there for show. This isn't good. When did he get hexed. More importantly, why didn't he tell anyone? Was the fool trying to get himself killed?

No time to think about it now. He'll berate the kid once he's better. Right now getting him help is the most important thing.

Kevas charges into the infirmary, tightly holding Link's limp form.]

Help him!

[It's a demand, not a request.]