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My muse has been in a fight (and not fared very well) - send ❣ for them to react to your muse offering to patch them up.
♛ ”Do you even know what you are doing?” He asked, holding his side with his now crimson soaked hand. The day had gone from bad to worse in just a few hours. He was on site for a raid when things started to turn south. The fight had been taken to an old part of town, the captain and his team did their best to evacuate everyone, but out of the corner of his eye he spotted someone. Walking over it was a young man, he looked scared and was curled up in the alley. He didn’t think twice before bending down to see if he was injured or needed help. Next think he knew he was being stabbed in the side. They had roped a young one into helping them. It was sick. In the end Scepter4 cleared everyone, arresting the young man and everyone else involved.
Leaving the scene to his Lieutenant, Reisi wondered off. He needed to get the wound treated, but he didn’t want to worry his men. The last thing they needed was to go into a panic. Heading for his home he knew he could do something once he got there, but feeling a bit dizzy he took a rest. Leaning against a wall in some unknown alley way he caught his breath, letting his eyes close as he pressed his hand into his side. It should stop bleeding soon hopefully. That was what he hoped.
Then someone approached him, taking a side glance his eyes widened then turned into a glare. Why did she have to show up now of all times?
Now as she was offering her help, he didn’t know if that was a good idea or not. “Do you even know what you are doing? Suoh?”
That made since. She was always so reckless. It was rare where the roles were reversed like this. A shooting pain ran through king, making his jaw lock. Closing his eyes he breathed slowly making it pass. Opening them once again he looked at his hand. At a time like this, he couldn’t be stubborn.
"Fine.." He mumbled, looking back to her. "Please help." Hissing he dropped his head once again. Breathing through it was getting hard to do. He need something to numb the pain but doubted he would get any like that with Suoh. He would have to hold on for now.
"Let hurry, I won’t be able to walk for much longer. Where are we going?" They couldn’t fix this in the middle of the street.
[At least he wasn't such a stubborn pain in the ass that he wouldnt accept help. That was probably what made him the more responsible, and somewhat better leader out of the two of them. The fact that the other had actually added a 'please' to the words however left Mikoto in a state of shock. Who knew that all he needed was a little stab to the side to prompt this kind of behaviour.
The question was: why did it bother her?
Mikoto's expression showed nothing as she moved to his side, hand coming up to bunch in the back of his coat in attempt to provide support. With her hand guising him along she also let some warmth to pool out from the open hand.]
"An appartment."
[The king provided a nonchalant shrug and a curt answer. Keeping a casual pace, almost lazy like, she guided him along. Eyes wtaching closely to make sure he was all right to follow.]
