It hasn't been too long battle since the battle of the forest shrine, and though his wounds finally have been healing for real, they throb and ache. Bruises spot his skin, and those old wounds that had refused to stitch together are finally growing hot and pink as skin repairs itself. It had been a fight to keep the roots and branches at bay, and they had seemed particularly eager to go after him—or better said, his amabie. Ripping the flowers that had grown from his wound hadn't been particularly pleasant, either. The memory of that pain still echoes, having pulled those roots from deep in his body.
Genya's sprawled out in his room, belly flat on his futon, slapped in hastily applied bandages. Blindly and awkwardly, he reaches out a blind hand to grasp for a water bottle—and only succeeds in knocking it away, rolling it toward their shared, shitty wall. Grunting, he drags his ass over to it, mouth heavily dry and needing something wet, only to spy Muichiro from one of the cracks they never bothered to try and repair. ]
Tokito-san?
[ He seems like he's awake, but ... is he alright? ]
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It hasn't been too long battle since the battle of the forest shrine, and though his wounds finally have been healing for real, they throb and ache. Bruises spot his skin, and those old wounds that had refused to stitch together are finally growing hot and pink as skin repairs itself. It had been a fight to keep the roots and branches at bay, and they had seemed particularly eager to go after him—or better said, his amabie. Ripping the flowers that had grown from his wound hadn't been particularly pleasant, either. The memory of that pain still echoes, having pulled those roots from deep in his body.
Genya's sprawled out in his room, belly flat on his futon, slapped in hastily applied bandages. Blindly and awkwardly, he reaches out a blind hand to grasp for a water bottle—and only succeeds in knocking it away, rolling it toward their shared, shitty wall. Grunting, he drags his ass over to it, mouth heavily dry and needing something wet, only to spy Muichiro from one of the cracks they never bothered to try and repair. ]
Tokito-san?
[ He seems like he's awake, but ... is he alright? ]