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[rollin]

Who: Yata rollin & Pascal, Ki-ja, Sousei, Zara
When: IC Nov 8-9!
Where: various
What: Yata should stop doing things.
Rating/Warning: at least PG because Yata's mouth needs a bar of soap

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november 9, afternoon, medical facility, zara

[rollin]

[ Another day, another scuffle, another trip to the medical facility. If they had a promo wherein he could get a stamp for every visit, he'd have filled out his stamp card twice over and turned it in for a prize. They should give him a pack of band-aids with "cool" designs on them... All he usually walks away with are a few boring bandages and a slightly emptier credit card. Today is no different when he walks in with a handful cuts on his face and gashes all over his arms. A sigh escapes him like he's done this a thousand times before. Last week, it was a wipeout. Yesterday, a fistfight. Thirty minutes ago? ]

... CYbuddy malfunction.

[ He doesn't even greet Zara since he can feel his judging stare. He might not be giving it now, but he's expecting it. ]

[sewayaku]

[ you poor, rambunctious child. Zara wonders how he gets into so much trouble (and pain) when he has that useful ability to summon flames out of thin air. Then again, that ability might be exactly how this keeps happening.

The judgemental stare is closer to a disappointed one; he sighs, shaking his head in disbelief as he approaches. ]

... Yata. Look at you... You look terrible. You really must take better care of yourself.

[rollin]

[ Yata scowls and groans in response. Here we go again. Why's Zara gotta mom him all the time? It's so annoying!

He thinks that, but he keeps coming here anyway. ]

It's fine! They're battle scars. And if the robot cats on aisle nine don't like me, it ain't my fault, right?

[sewayaku]

[ it's literally his job... sorry, Yata. He's been doing it for too long to stop now. The excuse doesn't impress Zara, who merely takes one look at his face and arms before turning to the sink, one ear quirked in his direction as he listens. ]

Battle scars from housecats? That doesn't sound like something to be particularly proud of.

[ unless they were the housecats from his world. and in human form. ]

[rollin]

[ To that, he grips the front of his seat as he sticks his chin up in the air. ]

I can be proud of them if I say they were lions. [ Then, he sulks. ] But lying is bad, so keep it a secret.

[sewayaku]

If they were lions, you wouldn't call them cats.

[ said with a slightly patronizing tone. There's a difference, Yata! ]

... There's no need to worry. Words between a doctor and his patient are strictly confidential. Now, hold your arm out, please.

[ turning around, he brings a tray with alcohol and a wet towel on it. They just appear to be normal scratches, and nothing too deep; disinfecting them should be good enough. ]

[rollin]

[ Good, he gets to keep his street cred. No telling, Zara, or he'll punch your face.

Yata sighs as he does as he's told, already bored with the procedure. ]

I thought you were a butler...

[sewayaku]

[ wow, no punching, he's taking care of you here. ]

That's right. I'm the butler to a very ill young lady. So I'm a doctor, as well. [ in fact, it's why he was hired. ] This will sting a little.

[ he dabs at Yata's cuts with the cloth. ]

[rollin]

Aah!

[ He lets out a loud yelp. Some things still hurt no matter how many times they happen! But at least he keeps himself relatively still. ]

Fiona, right? [ He remembers, he looked. ] Didja find her yet? I ain't seen her anywhere... Sorry.

[sewayaku]

Come now. It doesn't hurt so badly, [ admonishes Zara gently, not slowing his progress at all. Be a big boy, Yata!

At the question, though, he shakes his head, ears drooping almost imperceptibly. ]

No, not yet... There's no need to apologize. I believe that she isn't in the city at all.

[rollin]

[ Yata hisses as Zara goes over a wound a little deeper than the rest, but not by much. Some men have no mercy... ]

But that means... [ Although he frowns at the implications, he shakes his head soon after. ] You gotta keep looking. They should be getting new people soon, yeah?

[sewayaku]

[ zara is extremely lacking in the mercy department, it's true... ]

I fully intend to keep looking, [ he answers, rather firmly. He refuses to believe that she's been hurt or killed - mostly because he doesn't know what he'll do with himself if that's the case. It's impossible to even imagine. ] I look each time. It would be dangerous for her to be left alone in that place if she did appear. -- Other arm, please.

[rollin]

Yeah. It's good she's got someone like you waiting for her. You gonna swoop in with your badass sword skills? [ He mimes swinging a sword around. ] Wait, why d'you even have those...

[ Dr. Zara the sword-wielding bunny butler... His titles are steadily increasing. As he snickers at this fact, Yata shows Zara his other arm. ]

Be gentle this time.

[sewayaku]

I am gentle. Surely someone as tough as yourself can handle this, no?

[ don't be a pansy, Yata. Whether or not Zara is particularly gentle with him is up for debate, but at the very least, he's quick and efficient. ]

In any case, I used to spar with her older brother in order to help him prepare for knighthood. Some of it stuck, I suppose. It comes in handy surprisingly often.

[rollin]

Ow, ahhh, ow... [ Yata bites his lip. ALCOHOL STILL STINGS. ] Handy in a place like this, right? Fighting's kinda like a way of life here, huh? [ He chuckles. ] Haha, I make it sound deep when I say it like that...

[sewayaku]

I wouldn't go that far... I've been able to avoid too much fighting here, thankfully.

[ he hasn't been able to avoid it entirely, which is a shame, but the current situation is actually less dangerous than the one he'd been in at home thus far. ]

But there are times when I need to protect those who can't protect themselves - to say nothing of myself.

[rollin]

Yeah.

[ There was Totsuka, whose flame was the weakest. Then there was Saya, whose flame she can't control just yet. They're weak right now, but they're all that's left of HOMRA. Yata balls his hands into fists. It hurts the wounds near his wrist slightly, but it's nothing he can't handle. He has to be stronger if he doesn't want to lose what he already has. ]

Me too.

[ ... He's taking this so seriously... ]

[sewayaku]

[ he certainly is taking it seriously. Zara pauses for a moment, examing Yata's solemn expression... then, without any word of warning, moves his alcohol-dabbing from Yata's arm to the cuts on his face. It's tough love, all right? ]

Very noble. Perhaps you could try protecting yourself, as well?

[rollin]

[ And he winces. ]

Gently!

[ But it's true. He is the type who'd recklessly throw himself into any situation to be a hero. This time has more to do with his bad luck and stupidity, though... ]

[sewayaku]

If I'm any gentler, I'll have to stop touching you at all, Yata.

[ he speaks gently, as if dealing with a small child. It's totally meant as teasing. ]

But you're almost through.

1/2

[rollin]

[ He knows that tone but he's so used to it from Totsuka and Izumo that he just rolls with it. ]

Aah, jeez. If I were a half-animal person, I'd wanna be a starfish. Then I could grow my limbs back and I'd never haveta to do this!

[rollin]

...

But I wouldn't have badass claws...

[ He is regretting this now. ]

[sewayaku]

[ what nonsense are you spouting, Yata. Starfish people? That's not dateable at all!! Not allowed.

Actually, though, Zara just shakes his head again, unsure if he should be offended or laughing. The former's not worth the effort. ]

Try not to lose any limbs - I'll have a much more difficult time cleaning you up.

[rollin]

I'll do my best!

[ So he's leaving room for error... in case he gets a cool robot arm out of it. ]

Hey, which one of these do you think'll make a cool battle scar?

[ He points at his face, hoping one of his wounds makes him look like a certain samurai. ]

[sewayaku]

[ he's beginning to think Yata is younger than he first assumed. Zara leans back, finished, and drops the used towelette into a nearby bin. ]

None of those are deep enough to give you a scar. Unfortunately, you'll just look a little silly for a week or so, then heal up. [ shaking his head. ] You don't really want a scar, do you?