Miera42
Tatsumi Ichizuma
Haruka managed to jerk his shirt off and winced unconsciously, seeing the wound still bleeding. She saw slight flickers of light as if something were trying to heal the injury but only succeeding in making sure he didn't bleed to death. She jerked slightly when the other girl pushed between her and Tatsumi next to Michiru before she noticed the slight aura of light rippling around the girl's fingers. Michiru shifted, seeing Tatsumi trying to force himself back to his feet. She placed a firm hand on his shoulder, keeping him on his knees. "Don't even think about moving, Tatsumi," she said firmly. She glanced back at Sharazine, smiling in relief as she noticed the first aid kit. "Don't just stand there," she said with a slight teasing note in her voice. She blinked as she saw a wet towel land across Tatsumi's shoulders before carefully being moved; she saw blood staining the towel and realized that Haruka was flashing them all even as she did what she could to get the excess blood off. She blinked as Cirene assisted before she noticed the wound healing and the bleeding decreasing. "Are you like Hotaru?" she said carefully to Cirene. Tatsumi managed to open his eyes to slits when Michiru held him still before he saw a flash of tanned skin as a towel landed across his shoulders; a low hiss escaped his lips from the excess soap that had clung to Haruka, and by proxy, the towel's, surface. He felt the towel moving and felt the wound itching, though it seemed to be healing far more slowly than normal, considering his usual healing was better than average. He shifted as he felt an odd tingling ripple through him as he saw Rubi Fushirei back away, her dark gold kimono seeming to ripple with red color over the bright orange at her throat and wrists. "Interesting, I've never seen anything like this before," she murmured quietly..
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