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 Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:55 pm
“No, duh.” Hel snorted. “I am talking about the scars, smart a**.”
The reaper finished cleaning up the wounds, but before she could go any further, the kettle started to whistle. “Ah, ********>.” She breathed, and hopped away from the grim to go take it off of the hot burner. “Neh…Shun! Where are the cups?” Hel asked, snooping around his desk trying to find them. Since he left it up to her as well, she knew what kind of tea she’d serve him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:59 pm
"Old injuries," he said this time, pausing before going to elaborate since he had a feeling that she wouldn't be satisfied with that answer, "If not from training, from various fights. A few accidents. They're mostly from the first two."
Turning as he heard the kettle whistle, Shun let out a breath and ran a hand through his hair for the moment.
"Under the desk in the basket."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:09 pm
“…Huh. Alright.” Hel replied, seemingly content with that answer. To think Shun might have been rather sloppy when he was young to get so many scars was a bit surprising to her. For as rough and tumble as the ghoul was, she didn’t really have any…except for the two seriously prominent ones on her back. “Ah! There they are…” Hel pulled two out, and poured some of the hot water into them. Replacing the kettle back onto the stove, she then hopped back to her bag and pulled out two packets of Kukicha. “This kind has a nutty flavor.” Hel informed Shun, and placed the packets into the cups.
She returned to his side then, and prepped her thread and needle for stitching. “…Eh, not like I can prep you for this so…I am going for it~ !” So she did.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:15 pm
It was a mixture of being sloppy and having a super hardass for a father. Watching as she went to prepare the tea, and then the needle, Shun let out a breath and nodded.
"I'm fairly used to it... if you hadn't guessed just by looking at me," he muttered before bracing himself. This wasn't going to feel all too good.
"It'd be kind of pathetic of me if I wasn't," he added lowly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:18 pm
“Heh, true enough.” Hel muttered, grinning a bit as she got to sewing the skin closed. Either fortunately, or unfortunately for Shun, Hel stitched nice and tight. Once she was done, she cut the thread and stashed the needle and thread away, and immediately hopped back to her feet once more. She bounded over to the desk and grabbed the two steaming tea cups, and came back over, holding one out to the grim.
“Okay…I will admit…it smells good at least.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:23 pm
While the wound was getting stitched closed, Shun hissed out in pain but bore with it, staying still so that she could do a decent job of closing the wound. Once she was done, he let out a deep breath and then took one of the cups carefully.
He could smell the tea now, and he could recognize what it was exactly.
"This smells like Kukicha. Not bad," he said quietly while waiting for the tea to cool a little. He then went ahead and took a sip.
"...Thank you.." he said in a voice even quieter than usual.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:32 pm
Hot or not, Hel went ahead and took a nice hearty gulp already.
She placed her cup back down on the desk, and settled near the grim once more, this time pulling out the gaze pads and wraps. This was the easier part in her opinion, and she got to work placing pads over particularly nasty wounds and cuts, and then went about wrapping up his torso. His soft words of appreciation were noted, and honestly, Hel was touched. She wouldn’t make a big deal out of it though. That wasn’t Shun’s style. “You are welcome.” She murmured, and spent the rest of the time in silence as she wrapped him up.
Finished, Hel reclaimed her tea cup, and just took to sitting next to the grim now, and sipped her tea.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:42 pm
Taking another sip, Shun soon placed the cup onto the nightstand, so that Hel could finish patching him up. He shifted as was needed, not wishing to make this difficult for her. She was doing him a favor here and all. Otherwise he'd be having to do all of this to himself, which was a little trickier to do.
"If you need anything, let me know.."
A part of him felt like ever since he had started to make friends, he had been relying on them more than actually helping them in turn. He did not like to feel indebted.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 10:54 pm
“…Ya, I will Shun, I promise.” Hel replied, glancing over at him with a bit of a smile. She held the cup in her hands, enjoying the warmth, and now without anything else to occupy her, her thoughts kept drifting back to Mitsu. She hoped she was alright. That she was surviving. That there would indeed be a ghoul for them to rescue.
But bringing this up to Shun again just seemed redundant. She knew the lycan was always on his mind, first and foremost.
“…Hey…Shun? Promise me we will still keep in touch after Amity, ya?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 11:00 pm
Looking over his hands, Shun made a mental note to get them washed up when he had the chance, but right now, sitting here with tea seemed like a better thing to do. He was still incredibly worn down. At her question, he looked at her a little curiously.
"I will try. If you would want to keep in touch with the likes of me anyway."
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 7:20 pm
Hel took a sip of her tea, and then at Shun’s statement, she ended up snorting in disbelief and choked.
“Oh gods!” She wheezed, and immediately made a fist to pound her chest as she coughed. The ghoul then leveled an incredulous look at the reaper. “If I want to keep in touch with the likes of you!?” She repeated. “What the ******** is that supposed to mean? Of course I want to keep in touch with you! You are one of my best friends!”
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 7:24 pm
Shun stared at Hel as she pretty much choked on the tea. Though she looked completely bewildered, his expression remained pretty much as it normally was.
"I don't know too many people who willingly like to have contacts with those in my Family if you know what I mean," he said while looking to her, though paused for a moment at the friend statement. It was still kind of weird hearing such declarations.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 7:39 pm
“I do not care who your family is, Shun.” Hel replied, exasperated. “They are not my friend, you are my friend, and nothing is going to change that!” The ghoul huffed, and now took another sip of her tea to smooth over the cough from before.
“This existence is too short to not hold onto those who really matter.”
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 7:43 pm
There seemed to be a faint light of amusement in Shun's right eye there. Shrugging lightly, he waited a moment and took a sip of his tea before looking down into his cup.
"If you say so."
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 7:48 pm
The ghoul reached out to nudge Shun with an elbow. “I say so!” She declared, and then immediately realized her mistake and waved a hand a bit wildly. “Oh Jack! I am sorry! I did not mean to jar you!”
Hopefully she didn’t bother him too bad when she elbowed him.
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