Y'know, I've done a lot of dumbfuck ideas in my twenty-sumthin' years, but this? This is startin' to feel like one of the most retarded. Someone remind me again why the hell I'm doin' this?
[The audio was short, Badou sounded fine, other than being a little annoyed with himself. A few hours later the audio cuts back in to the sound of rustling
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[She was wondering where he was today. Not that she kept tabs on him. They (read as Badou, Heine, Nill, and herself) were settling into the new place. Without their possession entirely filling the space, it was pretty much empty. So if someone wasn't around, well, it just felt emptier than usual. Nill was there, yeah, but--]
[Something didn't feel right.]
[She was about to put up an inquiry on the network when she came across Badou's... whatever the hell he was doing. She only saw the video part and he was just laying there on the ground, bleeding, hurt...]
[They were supposed to look out for each other but this--]
[Did this mean she failed to protect him before anything started?]
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[Twenty minutes later (which felt like twenty hours and not quick enough), Naoto finally reached him. When he was in her sights, she dropped her case and pulled out her sword, just in case she needed to fight. But everything was silent and there was no impending danger, she knelt down next to him.]
[Her expressions were mixed with fear and panic. She couldn't lose him, not him too.]
Badou... Answer me!
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U-Ugh~...N-
[Raising his head, puffing out a breath then letting it flop back down to the asphalt. He coughed, moving a hand over his chest and pushing that spider limb aside. Trying to raise his hand to his face, to bring his cigarette to his lips.]
N-Naoto, no need to... shout, ugh..ow~
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[She leaned over him and oh gosh please be okay.]
What are you doing... What are you trying to do to me!?
What the hell is wrong with you??
[She took the cig from his fingers]
This isn't the time to be smoking!
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H-hey! what's gotten into you all of a sudden? I'm not tryin' to do shit to you...
[Groaning and letting his hand fall back to his side, not even seeming too bothered that she took his cigarette from him.]
...I fucked up huh?
[A worn out smile was offered to her over bloodied lips and a bust nose.]
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Why did you go off on your own? I swear you're--
['trying to drive her crazy']
How badly are you hurt?
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On my own? ... I- Ugh... I didn't think it would be sucha big deal. Huh, what?
[Finish your words Naoto :/ ...out loud would be helpful.]
Ah, I think its jus' my back.
[Sniffing up heavily through his nose, turning his head aside and spitting out some blood and dust.]
Superficial elsewhere, just knocked me funny for a moment, musta hit my face when I fell.
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Let me see your back.
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There was a few deep gashes there, clearly from whatever he'd encountered in that forest. More than likely the pissed over oversized spider he'd taken the leg off of. A few bite marks where its fangs had tried to get a good munch on him. But other than that, and the few long bloody scratches that went from his shoulders down past the waist of his jeans where blood seeped through the back of his legs, there was nothing else.]
Howsit lookin'? Am I gonna live?
[Of course he passed a slight joke, he wouldn't have been Badou if he didn't. Clearly in pain still he winced and tried to push himself to his feet.]
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[His own shirt was going to prove to be useless so Naoto tore off the bottom half of her shirt and pressed it against his back to stop the blood flow. Thankfully it wasn't like her gun shot wound, so applying pressure would help here.]
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[Ducking down, the movement only made his wounds bleed out a little more. Hands rubbing his head where she'd whacked him. Sure, she didn't do it all that hard, but he was still tender okay.]
Way to go and look after a possible concussion Florence!
[He froze as he heard the tearing of fabric and felt her press something against his back. It smarted a bit. Turning his head around over his shoulder to look at her.]
Its not too bad, is it?
[Tone serious this time.]
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[She kept the pressure on as he spoke again]
You'll be fine...I hope.
Don't scare me like that...
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[So in other words, he was either mocking you or still making jokes after you'd told him not to.]
I...
[Nah, not gonna talk, she said to stop so he will.]
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Don't do that again... I can't lose anyone else.
[Her voice was quiet and barely above a whisper.]
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He blinked, then once more as he felt her slight weight press up against his back.]
Naoto?
[Shuffling around, just enough to wrap his arm around her middle, a small wince at how twisting like that was pulling on his wounds. He managed to get himself side on to her, bringing his other hand up, rubbing the blood off of it onto his jeans before patting her back softly in an awkward kind of side-on-hug.]
I'm sorry, I didn't think.
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