"H... hello? Um, this is me-- ah, Noire! I'm Noire, and I'm very sorry for missing you somehow... I promise I'm not avoiding you, unless you're scary or you're Mo-- trying to curse me. U-um, so when I can figure out how to-- ( beeps ensue, followed by a shriek of fright ) O-oh, no! What did I push, how do I-- make it-- oh gods, did I break it?! W-why can't we just talk in person?!"
[ Noire's quick to answer, although she pauses right after-- ] Hinata!
[ but she can't miss the change in his voice, and she's shaky - of course she is, she'll probably stay like that for the days to come. ] I-I'm all right. You're... not hurt, are you?
No, I-- [Hinata stops. He lets out a shaky half-laugh, half-sigh and there's rustling like he's bringing his hand to his face.] I got shot, but that wound's only superficial.
There was something else and I can't see very clearly right now. But even that'll be fine in a while.
No, I made it back to my place... I can talk. I really want to talk right now.
[About anything. It doesn't matter. His mind won't stop buzzing and he takes a moment now to cough.] It was tear gas-- do you have that in your world? It's a kind of chemical that can mess with your eyes, nose...stuff that has to do with breathing or seeing.
Aa, I'm sure. Thanks. [For being concerned about him. Somehow, that's already enough to make him feel better than before.]
That's about what's happening to me. [HE'S A SORRY SIGHT that's for sure and also why he's not using video right about now.] It's hard to deal with, but it'll wear off eventually.
Someone I know... she had all these weapons and stuff. I was the one who went up to her and she just told me she was going to capture my friends. I didn't believe her, so somehow it came down to us fighting and at the end of it she had to run but she left tear gas behind.
I have no idea what she's thinking.
[And here a weariness creeps into his voice. He doesn't want to disbelieve anyone.]
It could have, I don't know. But... She was acting like herself. I mean, she was acting colder than usual, but she might've been doing that on purpose or that might've been the real her, or...
[Ngh. He cuts off into a series of wracking coughs, muffling the sounds with a hand as best he can.]
It's-- sorta funny. [His voice is trembling, perhaps because he's out of breath.] She told me she might stab me in the back before, though I never believed it. I don't want to believe it now.
[His breaths are wheezing faintly, though he manages a rough laugh, of sorts.] I'm kind of a mess right now... But if you don't mind that, mm, come on over.
[Funny, that really makes me relieved to hear. There's a small, snorted sound like Hinata either dissolved into another coughing fit or he laughed. Maybe a bit of both.]
[Hinata's glad that, in the time she hangs up, he decides to go out to the main room of the block. It makes standing up and feeling his way to the door take a little less long. There's a basin of water on the table and a torn bit of cloth he's been using for eyes that haven't stopped watering and streaming.
He hesitates just a moment (wariness that he doesn't like that he has and thus tries to brush aside) before opening up the door a crack, squinting against blurred vision.] Noire?
[HE TOLD YOU HE WAS A MESS... But hearing her voice, his tenseness dissipates and he opens up the door for her to come inside.]
I'm... [Hrm. That's a difficult one to answer.] ...tired, I think. [One of his arms is wrapped up with a bandage around his bicep, but he doesn't seem to be favouring it too much as he goes to close the door after her and urge her inside.]
I'm worried... [ yeah, she can admit it, stepping inside properly and glancing towards that basin. ] I knew it was bad, but I didn't think people would betray their friends like this.
Aa... Though I don't know if Izumo ever considered me a friend, so much. Even if we'd talk and everything and I think we've known each other a while.
[But the thing is she's done nice things for him. He's kept that fox-shaped doll charm she knit for various people, and she'd sometimes rebuke him but... Even with her attitude, he didn't mind her at all.]
I don't think I hate her. But I hate all of this, this situation. [He sits heavily and waves for Noire to come and have a seat.]
[ She'll join him, momentarily-- she's got a handkerchief that she's going to dip into that basin (hey, he can always use an extra cloth), bringing it over and offering it to him with a nudge against one of his hands. ]
I do, too... things never go well when that man gets involved.
[When that hand nudges his, he pauses before his fingers flex blindly, finding that handkerchief. He makes a thankful sound and lifts it up to his face.]
He's insane. [And he remembers the last time people were taken by him... so he can't help but be afraid.] How are we going to fight him this time?
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voice; april 4
Are you okay? Safe?
voice;
[ but she can't miss the change in his voice, and she's shaky - of course she is, she'll probably stay like that for the days to come. ] I-I'm all right. You're... not hurt, are you?
voice;
There was something else and I can't see very clearly right now. But even that'll be fine in a while.
voice;
voice;
[About anything. It doesn't matter. His mind won't stop buzzing and he takes a moment now to cough.] It was tear gas-- do you have that in your world? It's a kind of chemical that can mess with your eyes, nose...stuff that has to do with breathing or seeing.
voice;
We... don't, but there are curses that can do the same thing. Making it hard to see, or breathe, and your eyes keep watering...
voice;
That's about what's happening to me. [HE'S A SORRY SIGHT that's for sure and also why he's not using video right about now.] It's hard to deal with, but it'll wear off eventually.
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I have no idea what she's thinking.
[And here a weariness creeps into his voice. He doesn't want to disbelieve anyone.]
voice;
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[Ngh. He cuts off into a series of wracking coughs, muffling the sounds with a hand as best he can.]
It's-- sorta funny. [His voice is trembling, perhaps because he's out of breath.] She told me she might stab me in the back before, though I never believed it. I don't want to believe it now.
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Can I come see you?
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[His breaths are wheezing faintly, though he manages a rough laugh, of sorts.] I'm kind of a mess right now... But if you don't mind that, mm, come on over.
But be really careful, okay?
voice;
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Good to hear.
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[ ... and she actually will be knocking on his door within 6-7 minutes, only slightly breathless by then. Noire doesn't waste time. ]
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He hesitates just a moment (wariness that he doesn't like that he has and thus tries to brush aside) before opening up the door a crack, squinting against blurred vision.] Noire?
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U-um... trauma and watery eyes aside, how are you feeling?
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I'm... [Hrm. That's a difficult one to answer.] ...tired, I think. [One of his arms is wrapped up with a bandage around his bicep, but he doesn't seem to be favouring it too much as he goes to close the door after her and urge her inside.]
What about you? How're you doing?
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[But the thing is she's done nice things for him. He's kept that fox-shaped doll charm she knit for various people, and she'd sometimes rebuke him but... Even with her attitude, he didn't mind her at all.]
I don't think I hate her. But I hate all of this, this situation. [He sits heavily and waves for Noire to come and have a seat.]
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I do, too... things never go well when that man gets involved.
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He's insane. [And he remembers the last time people were taken by him... so he can't help but be afraid.] How are we going to fight him this time?
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[ ACTUALLY CONSIDERING IT... ]
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Extra extensively, even. [FUCK THAT GUY no seriously he doesn't care what the hell happens to him and if he can be cursed good.]
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