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tushanshu_ooc2017-01-24 10:01 pm
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You haven't made the deal yet. I'm not sure what's happened but we've come from different points in time.
[Whatever this world was, whatever had happened - it was powerful enough to change history.]
Celes was months and worlds ago for me. A lot has happened since then.
[But he still has the arm so that means it's probably going to still happen for Fai in the future.]
The natives said this city was on the back of a giant turtle. [And why not? They've certainly been stranger places.] Definitely not a world either of us are supposed to be. You're the only one I've found so far.
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It's possible. The two of them had been pulled into a world several months before the others once, and had spent those long months fighting a war that wasn't theirs and waiting for the children and Mokona to arrive. But--]
Mokona! We can understand each other--Mokona must be nearby!
[And then it dawns on him.]
It's been months? You....
[Tampering with time is a delicate thing. He probably shouldn't even be asking this, but if Kurogane knows--]
Sakura? Is she...?
[He's practically hanging off Kurogane's arm now, staring up at the ninja hopefully.]
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Kurogane can't deny that Mokona might be around too, somewhere within range of their current location since if they're too far away that particular power doesn't work.]
We'll look for the thing.
[A pat to Fai's head before letting his arm drop and giving the mage something easier to hang on to. The only response to how much time has passed is a quiet hum of agreement.
He doesn't ignore the other one, though.]
Gone, disappeared along with the kid we started with. The other princess is safe and back home while the rest of us have been searching for the both of them.
[Now is not the time to be standing around though, so he'll start to move off - allowing Fai to keep his arm if he wanted.] Let's find you something to wear so you aren't scaring the locals or worrying anyone.
[This is actually coming from the huge and intimidating looking one with the sword.]
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The magician moves to alter his grip on Kurogane's arm, to wrap one of his own arms around it in order to use the ninja for support, but it isn't quick enough. All the fear and pain and heartbreak of the past several hours finally catches up to him and his knees give out, sending him slumping toward the wet cobblestones. He's emotionally exhausted.
King Ashura.
Kurogane maiming himself to save him....
Fai.]
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Kurogane is not the least bit surprised when Fai suddenly sank down. It was all extremely taxing having to deal with everything - from Fai's past to the recent events to information on the future. So he sighs and crouches down. Without much hesitation, his arm came around the mage, wrapped around Fai tight enough so that when Kurogane stood back up - the other man comes with. It's not the first time he's carried the mage around with one arm and may not even be the last. When the separate he's sure to have some of his own blood smeared into his clothes but he doesn't particularly care.]
Come on, there's an inn over there. We'll get a room and you can rest for a while. [He doesn't use the word 'sleep' because he's sure that Fai wouldn't be able to if he tried at this point.]
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Fai lets his forehead rest against Kuro's neck as the ninja walks, trusting Kurogane not to drop him. He doesn't say anything, doesn't even ask if Kurogane's been in this world long enough to have gained any of the currency to be able to afford a room.
Deep breaths. Focus on breathing and the rhythm of the ninja's steps. Let Kurogane handle the rest for a little while.]
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It had been strange the days and months following Tokyo, Fai not being his usual talkative self and Kurogane had not picked up the slack. Mostly because the other man had been angry at him. Now though, it's different. Fai isn't necessarily angry this time. There's been too much to process and so Fai is merely taking it in, deciding how to continue forward.
So Kurogane is the one who fills the silence between them this time around.]
This world is called Konryu, this city is Keeliai - built on top of a giant turtle's shell. There are seven sectors all named after an element.
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Except Ashura had done that for him, hadn't he? Shown the others everything about him, every ugly, bloody, painful part of his past. All the things he'd never wanted anyone to know. All the reasons why getting too close to him is such a terrible idea.
He can't help any of that now. But maybe it's not such a bad thing to just be a mess for a little while, to accept that he's a mess and figure out how to deal with it instead of slapping on a smile and soldiering forward. Mokona must be nearby. Maybe Syaoran is too. They can regroup and find the others after they rest for a bit.
What a fright they must look, the towering ninja with his sword across one shoulder and a bloody magician slumped against the other. After a moment Fai even lets out a soft laugh, though he doesn't move.]
I think we're both scaring the locals, Kuro-puppy.
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Kurogane had nearly always seen through the act Fai put on, the fake smiles and cheery disposition. Sometimes it was exactly Fai - sometimes he didn't always feel the weight of his burden and hide it with his playful behavior. Ever since the events at Celes, Fai was more true to himself. When he was happy he smiled and when he wasn't, he didn't.
That was how Kurogane liked things. Even if they were short two people they could still have moments where everything was fine and they were capable of enjoying the moment. All they had to do was get over the rough patches. He was sure there would probably be more in the future too but life went on.
Even as Fai said it, several of those natives skitter around the pair of them. They stop to whisper and point at them but Kurogane does nothing to ease their worry or concern.]
They'll live. [Probably. He doesn't miss the use of the nickname, a sign that Fai is not nearly as angry at him as he had once been.] Besides, there isn't exactly much we can do about it at the moment.
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I hope Mokona and Syaoran are getting by alright. I wonder what the time distortion's done to them?
[If Kurogane is from several months into Fai's future, there's no telling what time or world the others will remember last. As Kuro walks, Fai lifts a hand to wearily examine the blood splashed across the sleeve of his poor, fluffy white coat.]
...I'm glad you're not from my time.
[Since he feels like he's wearing half of the ninja at the moment. But Kurogane will probably understand that bit even without Fai verbalizing it. Kuro usually understands.]
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The kid's got a good head on his shoulders. And the damn manjuu is good at bouncing back. Both of them are fine wherever they are.
[There's also the chance that neither one of them ended up in this world. While Kurogane does not like the idea of them being left behind, there's very little he can do about it right now. He watches as Fai looks at the sleeve of his coat. Chances are they won't be able to save it unless someone knows a magic spell to get the blood out.]
This world doesn't seem bad, someone would have been around to help.
[And he does understand. They'd made it so that the world after Celes would be a safe one, one where they could recuperate if necessary. Luckily they don't have to find out just how helpful the natives would have been had Kurogane shown up bleeding to death from the loss of his arm.]
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The first step will be finding Mokona and Syaoran, hopefully. After they've had a chance to rest.]
I'm beginning to think you were pulling my leg about this inn of yours, Kuro-pu. How much farther is it?
[Despite the weariness in his voice, there's just enough room for a teasing edge as well.]
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For now they can only deal with what's right in front of them.]
Shut up, idiot. [There's no real harshness to his tone, not even any of the usual mild annoyance that's typically there.] We're here.
[Seeing as how both of his hands are full, Kurogane put his right shoulder against the door and pushed it open. A couple of steps and they're inside the Midnight Hotel.
It doesn't take long for Kurogane to get them a room, though it might raise the question of where he got the money for it. When they reach the room, Kurogane moves to set Fai down on the bed before putting his sword down on the other bed in the room.]
I'm going to go start a bath.
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Fai stays quiet while Kurogane deals with the man at the front desk, and he still doesn't ask about the money. He'll worry about that later, after he's pulled himself back together. For now he sticks to worrying about the simple mechanics of shrugging out of his bloody coat to keep from getting blood all over the nice clean bed. The poor garment's probably a goner. Fai lays it on the floor, bloody side up to keep it off the rugs, and then collapses back on the bed where Kurogane left him.
Staring up at the ceiling, he still sounds incredibly tired when he speaks again.]
That's very thoughtful of you, thinking of my poor nose like that. How long has it been since you've had a bath, anyway?
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When things aren't as raw, they'll talk about money and a variety of other things but for now there's more important things to focus on. He's busy making sure the water is warm enough to scrub away all of that blood and then lets it fill up. While it does, Kurogane merely wets a washcloth for his own use later. To clean up the blood that's been smeared over him from their physical contact.]
Probably not nearly as long as it's been for you. Which means you'll go first. [With the tub full, he returns to the room and eyed the coat on the floor. Definitely ruined. He held his hand out to Fai.] Come on, while you're getting clean I'll find you something to wear. There's a robe you can use until I get back.
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It occurs to him, staring up at the hand offered, that the ninja is being almost nice. Not that it's never happened before, but it's always a pleasant surprise. Pleasant enough that Fai doesn't say anything about it, lest Kurogane change his mind.
Maybe he'll tease him about it later.
Fai takes the hand and pulls himself back to his feet, wrapping himself around Kurogane's arm for support for the short distance between the bed and the bathroom. The sight of the bath makes him smile, small and weary but far more genuine than most of the smiles he's ever worn.]
Thank you.
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Best to take advantage of the niceness because it won't last forever. They both know that. Though Kurogane is less irritable these days, he is typically a grump at the best of times.
Right now he is aware that the mage is too exhausted to tease him about all of this.
For the moment he doesn't attempt to help Fai along other than to simply allow him to cling to his arm. Though he is prepared to catch Fai if necessary. He moves them into the bathroom and to the bath.]
Here. Get undressed. [Kurogane will stay until Fai is settled in the bath, be the physical support the other man needs.]
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Again, Fai doesn't point this out. Still leaning against the ninja, he pulls his gloves off and casts them aside on the sink, then starts working on the fastenings of the shirt he wore when he left Celes the first time. There's a fair amount of blood on this as well. Hopefully he didn't get any of it on the bedspread.
He really doesn't care to look in the mirror and see how much is on his face.
When he gets to the boots he uses Kurogane's arm as an anchor to lower himself down to sit on the edge of the tub. Finally the pale, skinny magician is sitting on the edge of the tub in just his trousers--and the ever-present eyepatch, of course.]
I think I can handle it from here. Thank you.
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Still, he doesn't quite feel like he can completely abandon Fai to strip while in his current state. Probably a good thing he doesn't seeing as how there is a hand on his arm at one point.
When the mage speaks up, Kurogane looks back at him to give him a nod. He moves to grab a towel and the robe - putting both in reach of the tub for when the other man is done.]
I'll be back soon. Try not to drown while I'm gone. [With that Kurogane leaves the room, only to pick up the washcloth on his way out. He mostly closes the door behind him, leaving it open a tiny crack just in case.]
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The warm water feels heavenly. Not surprisingly, Fai's apparently been wearing an extra layer of grime beneath the bloody clothes. He's normally fairly fastidious, but constant travel and never ending battles will do that. For a time he focuses just on getting clean, scrubbing the dirt and the blood from his skin. The amount of blood that soaks into the water from washing his face is, as expected, a little horrifying. He really must have looked quite a fright out there in the city. He doesn't manage to quite get all of it off his face because he can't actually see what he's doing, but he's pretty sure that's the bulk of it.
A few minutes later he's curled up in the tub with his knees drawn up to his chest and his forehead resting on the cool porcelain of the side of the tub, crying. He'd told Kurogane once that he thought it took a good deal of strength to let oneself cry when it was needed. It doesn't feel much like strength though, crying alone in a bath in an unfamiliar world.]
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Kurogane takes his time to run all of the errands just to give Fai time to not only get clean but to also process everything that's happened. In the span of a short period the mage has lost his brother, his king, his princess and his world. That's a lot for anyone to take in all at once. Who knew what the mage thought of Kurogane sacrificing his entirely left arm in order to save Fai's life. Obviously he is expecting to be hit for it again.
It doesn't take him all that long to pick up a clean set of clothes for the mage and a coat for himself. When he does finally return, Kurogane is sure to be loud about it - letting the door shut behind him with a thud. Fai's new outfit is set out on the bed while the ninja takes up a spot in front of the window, looking out to the street below as he waits. A cup of tea held in one hand.]
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The rest....
By the time the sound of the hotel room door filters through to the bathroom, Fai is up and out of the tub, wrapped in the bathrobe Kurogane left for him. His face is scrubbed clean, his eye doesn't look quite as red from crying as it did ten minutes ago, and his hair is still damp and loose around his shoulders. With one last look in the mirror to make sure he doesn't look like a complete trainwreck (verdict: 25% trainwreck; he can work with that) he pushes his way out through the bathroom door and into the bedroom.
And he doesn't know what to say. What do you say after something like that? Especially when the life-altering events of the last day were months ago for Kurogane?
Well, that's his answer. You don't say anything about it, because Kurogane's already been there. No point in re-hashing the past for him, right?
Fai pads across the room on bare feet to examine the clothes Kurogane's laid out for him, not exactly smiling but not looking horribly out of sorts either.]
Not bad. I think you may have even guessed my size right, Kuro-pu.
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When Fai exits the bathroom, Kurogane turns to look the mage over. Not looking for any traces of blood but at the overall emotional state of the other man. Evidence of crying, a hint of a real expression even though it's not a happy one. All-in-all, Fai's looked worse.
He's looked better too. Real smiles that came after the events of Celes and not looking as though he's lost nearly everything he ever cared about in one fell swoop.
Kurogane crosses the room and presses his cup of tea into Fai's hands, not giving the other man much choice but to take it or spill it on himself. Then reaches for a towel and drops it over the mage's head, using it to help dry some of that damp hair with gentle hands.]
It's not a guess - I remember. We've gotten new clothes in nearly every world we've been to.
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He manages to wrap his long fingers around the teacup Kurogane pushes at him before it spills on his bathrobe, and he's so busy focusing on the tea that he doesn't realize what Kurogane's doing with the towel until it's already on his head.
Fai freezes. Suddenly he's back in Shura, those hellish months without the kids, fighting for a cause that wasn't theirs and unable to understand a word the other said. Kurogane had dried his hair like this, back then, although it had been shorter at the time. He hasn't done it since. Four months in Infinity, barely speaking to each other. Fai keeping Kurogane at an angry distance--broken only by the need for blood, of course.
Speaking of which, he's going to need that too. Maybe not just yet, though.
After a moment or two to let the shock of Kurogane drying his hair settle, the tension slowly leaks back out of Fai's posture and he sips at the tea in his hands.]
Is there anything from the future I should know? Since there's no telling how long we'll be here....
[He keeps his voice deceptively level, almost light, as if he could be asking about anything from the future. A new hairstyle. A particularly interesting world. In truth, it's Kurogane drying his hair that has him wondering--has this closeness become common for them again? Has something changed?]
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This though, this act is not exactly something he does a lot even now that they're on friendly terms again. In Shura they only had actions to express themselves because the language barrier had failed between them. Right now it's a symbol of a time when they didn't need words to communicate. This is his way of telling the other man that they don't have to talk about anything right now.
However it is also one of the few ways Kurogane knows how to take care other people. He isn't the sort of person who wraps his arms around them and hold them close in a hug of comfort. Touching others is not something he does much of but this is one thing he can do.
Especially being the one to initiate contact. Kurogane can carry any single one of them, he can catch them if they fall and barely struggle when others touch him but isn't about to offer much beyond that.
As he continues to dry the long blond hair, he takes notice that the mage is drinking the tea. Good, that is exactly why he handed it over. It's even sweetened beyond how Kurogane takes his beverages or food.]
Fei Wang Reed is dead. [So is the witch, but for now he doesn't say that.] Tomorrow we'll go to the Welcome Center. They have information on this world and can help us get jobs. Maybe some place other than this hotel to stay.
[Kurogane will tell Fai everything, but not today. Maybe not even tomorrow, he'll wait until the mage isn't hurting nearly as much.
Things between the two of them are not the same - not like they were at the start of the journey or even as it was during the time Fai was angry at him.]
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