teamposts | Yayoi's Heart

Thank you! I'll give it my best shot.

[nods at him, before scurrying off to the closet to grab some towels]

[Towel get! . . . It really doesn't seem like even a towel will be enough of a match for the hallway.]

[. . . no, it doesn't :( but she is determined! Starts. . . attempting to mop things up]

[You manage to make it through one of the puddles before the towel is nearly soaked through, leaving streaks of blood where it touches]

[noooo :( heads towards the basin again, filling it with water and dumping the towel inside to let it soak]

[grabs another towel and works through another puddle. repeats the above process until she's all out of towels]

[The hall does look better! Most of the puddles are just streaks now, but there's still spatter on the wall and footprints and streaks everywhere . . .]

[sadly she is out of cloths to clean that up]

[heads towards the closer of the two doors (the one the voices weren't coming from) and takes a peek in that room]

[There's a small, blood-covered blond boy laying in bed in there.]

[oh noooo someone is injured in here!]

[rushes over to check on him immediately]

[It looks like he's been patched up already. There are fresh bandages covering his eye and part of his face, and a few more in other areas. He looks like he's sleeping peacefully for now.]

[o-oh good. but does that weird not-Iris know about him]

[goes back out in the hallway]

E-excuse me, sir!

[Kit leans out of the other doorway again]

What is it?

There's someone injured in this room! He's asleep, but will he be okay?

You went in there?! Don't open that door! He needs to stay asleep!

I-it's okay! He's asleep! I didn't wake him up!

Well don't go in there again!

Well you should put a sign on the door or something! "Beware: Sleeping injured person, do not enter!"

It's not like we were expecting visitors!

Well!

[. . . okay no arguments there]

What will happen if he wakes up?

[He shifts uneasily, looking more serious]

We'll find out when that happens.

But you don't think it'll be good?

[He falls quiet, eying the blood left in the hall]

. . . Not really.

[doooesn't miss that]

. . . okay.

Is there a mess in that room I can clean up, too? I can't get it all, but I'm really trying.

. . . The mess in here isn't one that can be cleaned up.

How do you know? Have you tried?

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