Higurashi aftermath

[sharpasafawkes]

[IN OUR LAST EPISODE Shaun and Cesare had a little trip down to the labs, if by "trip" we mean "a magical adventure full of torture-filled antics". Needless to say there's one historian laid up in a hospital bed, more or less asleep and bandaged like you wouldn't believe.]

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[sharpasafawkes]

Oh, well they say that they'll be able to try a skin graft soon, been keeping on the topical and a bit of painkillers until they can do it though. There's... well it'll be an improvement, though they haven't had much luck with some other things.

[maleborgia]

*so much awkward shifting. touches his face, behind his ear, his shoulder.*

I see.

[sharpasafawkes]

Camp's got it's own sense of-

For whatever reason the doctors can't get rid of... some of the writing.

[maleborgia]

*...so awkward.

time to talk about something else for a bit! spots the bundle, still tied up*

You did not open that?

[sharpasafawkes]

Right, sorry, never got around to it.

[unconsciously gripping the sheets a bit, trying to steady himself]

[maleborgia]

It's fine.

*picking it all up and going to sit in the chair, unwrapping it so that Shaun can see: three good-sized mangos*

[sharpasafawkes]

Where'd you even find those?

[maleborgia]

I told Turnbull to request some. He orders other food sometimes... *has been turning them over in his hands and picks out the ripest one, casually pulling off his half-cloak and drawing the knife it had been hiding at his side*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Okay, now really drawing back and twisting his hands in the sheets, breath quickening despite his best efforts]

[maleborgia]

*oblivious and starting to cut the skin off*

I did not realize there were so many different varieties, however. This one is a Haden.

[sharpasafawkes]

[DON'T LOSE IT, DON'T LOSE IT, YOU CAN DO THIS SHAUN]

Really...

[maleborgia]

*has peeled off the skin over about half of the fruit, now sliding the knife into the tender flesh, juice squirting out a little and getting on the hand holding it, and cutting it into strips*

What kind do you typically like to get? I'll ask for that one next time.

[sharpasafawkes]

[breathing fast and trying not to think about strips of flesh falling to the ground, and with it, the searing pain of a knife over flesh...]

[maleborgia]

*when he doesn't get a response after a bit he glances up*

Shaun?

[sharpasafawkes]

[Well there's one absolutely shaking man in the bed, halfway haunched over and just trying not to completely break down. Congrats?]

[maleborgia]

What is it?

*just kind of stares for a moment, then looks down at the fruit and knife still in his hands*

[sharpasafawkes]

[His one hand is gingerly touching the area on his back where the knife scraped off a layer of skin.]

[maleborgia]

...

Shaun. *wipes off the knife on the material he had wrapped the fruit in and sheathes it* I want to apologize for what happened the other day.

[sharpasafawkes]

-Sorry mate, but this really isn't the time. Having a bit of the reaction to the meds and I'm not in the proper state for a talk.

[maleborgia]

Oh. Should I send for someone? *looking around... shouldn't there be a bell to ring or something?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[reaching his hand for the call button]

Sorry, just... come back another time, yeah?

[maleborgia]

Just let me say this first. *leans forward, folding his hands together*

[sharpasafawkes]

[His voice is starting to have a bit of a trembling note]

...Please, for both of our dignity, just leave.

[maleborgia]

*staring down at his hands, stubbornly determined to say his bit before he goes*

I am sorry. I never... It's no excuse to lay the blame on this place, but at the same time I don't feel that I can be blamed either. It never should have happened. I want to find a way to show you...

[sharpasafawkes]

WOULD YOU JUST PISS OFF? Stop trying to make yourself feel better about the whole bloody thing and leave.