LOCATION: fraternity headquarters, ginza DATE: 14/08/2142 STATUS: closed for @fallenqod
if he had time to sit somewhere and rest, he would. god, he wants to sleep for eight hours straight, but as it stands, there are more pressing matters at hand. his body hurts in numerous places, the terrible headache hasn't left, he’s happy his head stopped bleeding, but that and his hands continue to sting. the strategist is grateful for skye's help, for both patching him up and pulling him out of the scene. he doesn't know why, but he realizes that he went into shock for some damn reason, for the shortest of moments, unsure what the hell was happening.
and after they part ways, both worried out of their minds for their loved ones, eunjae rushes towards the headquarters. the city is in havoc, people trying to get from one place to another, police patrols at every corner. he must look like a right mess with bandages around his hands and blood messily wiped off of his face, so people don't bother him, and eunjae is glad. all he needs to know is if ares is alright — a short phone call notified him that the man was there, and that's all he needs to know.
it takes him longer than he would like to make it to ginza, and he ignores the questions around him, heading upstairs to ares' room instead. he opens the door quite unceremoniously, eyes wide as he searches for the man. god, he is so worried, he can't bother with the façades they put on their faces around each othe, he just needs to know if the younger is alright. "ares!" he yells out immediately, feet taking him to the leader, arms on his shoulders as his eyes frantically go up and down his frame. "are you alright? were you there?"