Chi Sohma
Tsukouru was a guest, in his mind, in Sobie's house but it became apparent that this would be his new living place. Since then- he left a message at his old home, for all who had visited him- an address to Sobie's.

Today, more like for the past couple of days an old friend brought a young one to Sobie's place. Bandaging was easy- but the wound looked pretty bad. With rest and his mixed drinks. With his cane, he made his way to the door before the door flung open, his head getting smacked, and he stumbled and became unbalanced til he smacked into the wall and down he went.

"Whe- WHA!? WHO ARE YOU!?" Tone shouted and with moving, his wound had opened a little as he dashed away from the man and quickly went through this odd layout of a home before finding a door.

"SOBIE!" Tsu called out!



Xiang had been hanging out in the kitchen with Sobie, they had just been idly chatting while Sobie cooked. Xiang was helping, but flapping his jaw more so than moving his hands. If he was to stop and get down to business he could chop and sauté with the best of them, but he kept stopping to recount some tale. Between the two of them they were patching holes in their collective stories. Somehow, though they had many mutual friends, the pair hadn't become very close, and so we making up for lost time while their respective partners rested.

That is until the sound of something solid hitting various surfaces and the young man's frantic calling alerted them to the sudden unrest taking place.

Xiang ran after Tone, large wings tucked in tightly against his back so as not to knock into anything. Sobie's home wasn't densely decorated but even in his haste to catch the young man Xi still took care. He snatched the back of Tone's shirt and dragged him back against his chest, wrapping arms around his waist to shelter and calm him. "Shh, shh. Tone. You're safe. Among friends." A bit of a smile tugged at his maw as he hummed, voice soft but deep. "Well, friends of friends, but they're good people all the same."

Sobie had dashed in the opposite direction that Xiang had chased off after the young man he'd called Tone. Finding Tsu slumped on the floor in the hallway with a knot forming on his forehead he knelt down, a worried frown darkening his features. "Are you alright, my dear?" He flustered, fingertips lightly brushing the bump, expecting a twin to it on the back of Tsu's head, though not seeking it out, not until he helped Tsu off the floor and led or carried him to the couch. Sobie had never been a warrior, but he was strong enough, strong in other ways.


Chi Sohma
When his shirt was grabbed, he quickly turned around with a fist ready to defend himself, "LET GO OF-" only to see Xi. Instantly the force he had put into the fist, dissipated. "Xi..?" Among friends, then grabbed a fist full of Xi's shirt and curled inward. Pain from his side.. Lifting his shirt with the other hand only to see red slowly extending out from what was a small patch of it. "What the..woah.." He nearly felt high, maybe it was seeing the blood but his head felt light. "Woah..I don't..feel so well."

He looked up as soon as Sobie arrived, a worried look. "Did you find the boy- He can reopen his wound-" Of course the first thing that would come out was the worry over others. When Sobie placed his fingertips on the bumped, he touched his hand. "I am fine. Worse has happened, love." He shot him a smile before gripping on to his cane and let himself be led to the couch. "And the boy?"



Xiang caught Tone's wrist quicker than he could lash out, a touch of a smirk on his maw despite the situation. Xiang had not escaped the pembe attack unscathed, though he was not as bad off as Tone, just some scrapes and scratches. He couldn't use his any powers, but he'd still managed to get them both out alive and that was the important bit. Xi cupped Tone's face for a moment, giving a soft exhale and then scooping the young man into his arms after the wound caught up with him. "You were badly wounded. Instead of resting you're assaulting old men and running around. Calm yourself, I've been taking care of you." The truth was Tsu and Sobie were doing more of the care-taking, but such details would sort themselves out for Tone to pick up on.

Sobie glanced towards the front door at the mention of the wounded, an ear twitching. He could hear voices, but not what was being said. "It seems that Xiang caught him before he got too far." He nuzzled the un-bumped side of Tsu's face a moment, Tsu always thought of others before himself.

After helping Tsu to the couch, Sobie took a moment to examine the bumps, before going to fetch a pair of cold compresses. "Worse, yes. That doesn't mean this is nothing. Stay put," he warned sternly, "I'm sure they'll be along." He head back into the kitchen. Removing ice trays from the freezer and cracking them to free the cubes.


Chi Sohma
"Assaulting old men-?" He questioned, then he tried to slow down his memory and see the face of the old man he pushed out of the way. Yes.. Damn. He was old! "s**t.." Blinking up at Xi. "When I wake up in weird places- I don't usually.. know .. what state the situation is... better to run." His words slowed down significantly, to him, he was speaking regular- to others- he lost way too much blood.

When he was scooped up, he looked down, then up. "I can do it on my own..I can walk." Taking care of him, he soaked in that thought... then leaned his head in to Xi's neck dip. "You smell nice." He chirped. As soon as they went back into the house, he looked around. Taking a better look, by better- it was still slightly blurred but sometimes sharp images would come back to and fore.

Then saw the guy on the couch. Slitting his eyes to focus. "Man he is old! I'm so- so sorry~!"

Tsu turned his head, and up he went on his cane. Yeah, a cane, but he wasn't THAT- old! "Old is the one holding you." He began to chuckle. "You shouldn't have been so wild, I'm sure you opened that wound. Didn't you." Getting close and lifting the shirt only to reveal the truth, the wound did open. "If you take him to the bed, I'll wrap his wound again.. Let me go back to get the medicine paste. Go on- to rest with you." Turning around and heading to the kitchen, in automatic mode, only to surprise himself with Sobie. "Love.." He put his hand up. "Guilty. Need to get some more med paste, he did reopen his wound." Waving at him hoping he would not get reprimanded in the light hearted way about him.



"Oh is that why?" Xiang hummed, remembering that morning, Tone had not run from him then, but later had run right into the danger. The young man's self-preservation skills left something to be desired. "No harm, no foul, as they say." Though he didn't know if Tsu was uninjured, he knew the old pirate to be made of seriously tough stuff.

Carrying Tone back to the living room where Tsu sat in wait, Xi gently laughed at Tone's complaint. "Perhaps you can, but you're being carried nonetheless. I rather like having you in my arms." The complement earned Tone a smile, whether he was looking to see it or not.

When they returned, Xiang was going to set Tone down, but Tsu stood, if he was on his feet so readily, then Xi supposed he'd be alright. "Of course he did."

Xiang let Tsu examine Tone, and then carried the younger back to the bedroom as instructed. Setting him down and easing his shirt up to gain access to the wound and the bloom of bruising that had spread across the young man's torso.

When Tsu came into the kitchen, Sobie had already filled two towels with ice cubes, though he'd overheard the conversation between the other three men. As stubborn as he could be, he knew he wasn't going to get Tsu to sit still until after the young man had been tended to, and so he'd gone back to cooking. He would fret and fuss over Tsu with that obstinate frown on his face, for all the good it did him. The case containing Tsu medical supplies was sitting on the table next to the two prepared cold compresses. "So I overheard. Can't have him bleeding out, in our home but when you're done I'll tend to you if I have to hold you down and do it."

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