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[bloodandblunder]

"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?!"

[ BEEP. ]

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[bloodandblunder]

[ There are several reasons why Noire is out near the East at this time, none of which we will be going into, because any reason is temporarily abandoned when she sees someone... sleeping? Unconscious? Someone familiar not moving against a wall, and once she's closer and reaching out...

... Is his sleeve wet? ]

Eugeo-- [ and she sounds urgent now, shaking the non-damp shoulder. ] Eugeo, wake up!

I'm sorry I had to use the icon

[willbreak]

Nnn...

[ But he wants to sleep forever. Really, he does. ]

WHYYYY

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...

AWAKEN FROM YOUR PATHETIC GRASP OF SOMNOLENCE, WRETCH!!!

BECAUSE IIIIIII WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUUUUU

[willbreak]

[ Huh...? Noire never yells at him. This must be a dream... ]

Mm?

[ He'll crack open his eyelids, just for her. It's fine, this isn't real.

Also ow why does everything hurt. ]

[bloodandblunder]

W-what are you thinking? This has got to be one of the worst places for a nap!

[willbreak]

Nnnn... s'fine.

[ Hit him, Noire. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ She won't.

She'll just shake that shoulder again. ]

[willbreak]

[ This time there's a gasp, and he'll shake that shoulder weakly as two hot tears, one from each of his half-open eyelids, trickle down his cheeks. ]

Don't... want...

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...

[ there's a pause on Noire's end before she releases his shoulder-- only to press gloved fingers against his cheeks to catch those tears. ]

Eugeo, please, wake up. It's me.

[willbreak]

[ Catching his tears? Yep, definitely a dream. Nobody in their right mind would do that. Not even someone like Noire. (Eugeo, she's done it before...)

So it's fine if he wakes up within the dream, right?

He'll open his eyes fully, raising his right hand to place his fingers on top of hers—

Why does everything still hurt? ]

... Hey, where are we?

[ And why is his voice so raspy?? ]

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Not far from the East. [ which is concerning enough without all of this crying and bleeding and being unconscious. ] S-so we shouldn't stay.

i'm sorry for the long

[willbreak]

East...?

[ He frowns; why would he dream about East of all places? That's too close to real—

... ity.

Oh, crap.

It all comes back to him then — misjudging his jump (though that in itself isn't too bad, it's more an accumulation of several misjudged jumps over the days and the obvious consequences of those), crawling back into the tunnels and finally giving into exhaustion, allowing himself to rest just for "a short while"...

How long has it been now? And why is Noire -- no, he shouldn't even be surprised. She always did tend to find him in the worst situations. ]

I...

[ Bile. As soon as he tries to speak again, he feels it swiftly rising up, scorching his throat (and yes, he has been eating... in order to not worry Noire) — so clearly the most efficient option right now is to force it back down. Which he does, biting his bottom lip hard as he swallows while trying not to look too conspicuous. Er, more conspicuous. ]

Y-yeah... aha, let's go.

[ Somehow, trying to act sheepish with a still-raspy voice and now-bleeding lip doesn't feel like it's working all that well. But that might just be him.

He'll try push himself up anyway — with both arms. Without wincing. Or throwing up. ]

screeeeee

[bloodandblunder]

[ Regardless of whether he winces or upchucks, Noire is already reaching out to steady him-- as best as she can, which isn't saying much, but at least she isn't injured. Not to mention she's done her fair share of helping someone to their feet, when she wasn't the one needing the help. She can do this. ]

Eugeo, hold on... you shouldn't push yourself, all right? You can lean on me if you need it. You look-- you sound-- er.

P-please don't take this the wrong way, but you seem like a mess right now!

[willbreak]

[ Wincing, yes. Upchucking, no. Just.

Not that he gets far. Now he's just sitting a little more upright, supported by Noire instead of slumped against the wall, his left arm having given out after barely two seconds of pressure. ]

I-it's okay.

[ About her being blunt, he means, though it probably just sounds like he's trying to insist that he's fine. ]

... Sorry — can I heal...?

[ He'll likely pass out again BUT AT LEAST HE WON'T BE SUFFERING FROM BLOODLOSS. ]

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You don't have to ask... can you handle it?

[ if she had a vulnerary with her... alas. ]

[willbreak]

[ It's polite to ask!! ]

S-sure.

[ He'll generate a flickering luminous element orb with his right hand — one which'll light up just how saturated with blood his left sleeve really is, as well as how half-dead he looks — and hold it over his injured arm until the light disappears. Then he'll form another, even-more-flickery orb and... shove it into his chest, because he really doesn't feel like stretching over to reach his back. If he's healing himself, the «imagery» of wounds closing is more important than where the element enters his body (and whether or not it has to bypass clothes).

... okay brb passing out again. ]

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[ ... That is not handling it!!

Luckily for Eugeo, he'll miss the various noises of alarm Noire makes. There's no attempt to drag him anywhere this time; she'll hold still, keeping him leaned against her and try very hard not to think about how much blood he apparently lost or how bad he looks or what would happen if they got attacked here.

She'll just. Sit. ]

[willbreak]

[ Not-dying is handling it!!

And um is she really going to just sit because he'll only stir after about an hour— ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ Yep. ]

[willbreak]

[ Then stirring after an hour it is! He'll crack his eyes open again, actually aware of his surroundings this time. ]

Noire... you didn't have to...

[ Still raspy. ]

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You're my friend. [ still quiet, though definitely relieved. ] And you obviously needed that. Even if I wasn't strong enough to bring you back myself...

[willbreak]

Mm-mm... you did enough.

... I messed up... a little.

[ A little, he says. ]

[bloodandblunder]

You've... definitely seen better days, haven't you?

... Can I ask what happened?

[willbreak]

[ He laughs weakly. It's meant to be sheepish, but it just sounds like a choked cough. And even that hurts. ]

Training...

[bloodandblunder]

Tr-- training did this?? Why were you even training out here? And by yourself--

[ EUGEO WE TALKED THIS OVER I KNOW WE DID. ]