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]

[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.

[maleborgia]

*startled!*

[maleborgia]

*then pulls it back together*

All right. I'll go.

*standing and heads to the door*

[sharpasafawkes]

[not stopping you buddy]

[maleborgia]

*gone*

[sharpasafawkes]

[AND SOMETIME LATER AGAIN]

[maleborgia]

*oh hey, this is different. and yet somehow surprisingly similar.

he's been wandering around in the building, looking in to various rooms and going down various halls, for the most part paying attention to the hand-drawn map in his hand, just too distracted by all the shiny new things.

eventually he does start to pay more attention to his instructions and makes his way to the proper door and reaches up to turn its handle, letting himself in quietly.*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Sleeping shaun! A pile of books and a laptop beside his bed, surprisingly untouched.]

[maleborgia]

*climbing up into that chair! sitting in it without kicking his legs, even though they are dangling quite a bit from the ground. reading over the writing next to the map, then puts it on the seat beside him.

waiting.*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Waking up slowly, turning over and-

Wat.]

[maleborgia]

Good morning!